FRIDAY

 Disaster at the scale!  I was up 2.6 at home and 2.7 at T.O.P.S., so 133.4 and 134.7, respectively. Okay, I know why--because I haven't been getting three or four daily miles or, for that matter, almost any other exercise. To make it worse, being more or less stuck at home, I've been indulging in--well, what I shouldn't. 

At the meeting, Maryann proposed we keep a kind of daily diary (she related to the theme of the ep who addressed us last week), possibly along with a daily phone call to encourage sticking to the program. I opted out, mostly because I want to turn my full attention to my health issues.  I also told the group I'll  be attending only monthly, so the next time I go will be the day after Thanksgiving. (See below for two of our devilish members.)

Home at 10:30 and didn't get breakfast until after 11:00. Did some food prep: I had a pound of mushrooms and a green pepper; sliced them up and pan fried with a little olive oil. Not bad as a side dish. Had a big salad for lunch, then kind of futzed around with little chores. About 5:00, the doorbell rang and it was two little boys dressed as some kind of sports outfits and that was the sum total of my t. or t. visitors. Instead of sweets, I give out four quarters; kids get much too much sugar as it is. (That's me, Mrs. Scrooge 😠.)

Mike facetimed me about 8:00 and we had a long discussion about--well, I might as well be honest: his mother's future. He heads up my team of financial advisors, the four people I trust the most in the world, although he can be a pain at times (unlike his mother, who is the epitome of saintliness). With my input, he worked up a spread sheet while we explored independent living options and we'll go on from there.                                                           💀💀💀💀💀💀 💀💀💀💀

                                                      

Above Sharon and her Boo-Day garb.

                                                         

Above: leader Lennie and her Halloween chapeau.  

💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀

WEDNESDAY WITH MY GIRL

Boy, it was a pretty active day. I had slept very little, but revived pretty well once I got dressed. Put in a color wash, breakfasted, then tried to nap, but couldn't. However, I wasn't too draggy. especially once Ellen got here about 12:30. We chatted for a bit, then drove over to Nails Elegance. While I got a much meeded pedi, El drove to Primary Medical to get the application for a handicapped parking sticker for me. The idea is that I'll carry it with me to use for whatever car I happen to be in. She also stopped at the Post Office to get me some international stamps and mail something to Singapore.

Once my toes were finished, El picked me up and we drove to AAA for me to show identification. I had taken my passport in order to do that, but damn, the didn't accept it. It has to be a drivers' license or a senior I.D., neither of which I own yet own. We'll go to the DMV on Monday, when we go back to Primary Medical. 

We had a good lunch at Spring Garden (Chinese), then went home to put my goods away prepare for Von's. First, El and I went to the office to ask about the lease thing. It seems that if I sign a 9-month lease, the rent will go up by only $73 a month. If I stay month-to-month, it will rise by $151 a month, twice as much. I wanted to ask the office manager, if I  signed the nine-month, but for medical reasons, moved to a facility, could I be revert back to the 9-month?  He said he'd consult the attorneys at headquarters. 

We then went over to Von's and I got the things I hadn't when I shopped to WinCo with Suzanne the other day. By that time, it was close to 6:00 and after I put my goods away, El and I chatted for a bit, then said goodbye. 

Besides all the above. , on Monday, El is going with me to Primary Medical to talk to the P.A. and we'll stop at the DMV--I hope to finally get a valid official license. For the life of me, I cannot fathom how she remains so patient with my frequent crabbiness. I'm glad her house is almost finished and that she's in good health and settling into her new life. 

T.O.P.S. today, to which I'm not looking forward. 

WEDNESDAY WITH JEANNE AND JOHN

Cheryl picked me up at 11:30, which is about three hours earlier than my preferred lunch time. That was okay, though, as it was for her birthday. Went to Hill Street Cafe and had a good time. I had a Reuban, which was okay, but not nearly as good as Jersey ones, as there are too few Jewish people here to make the best ones. Talked and laughed and so on, about our various maladies, including blood pressure; hers seems pretty good most of the time. We're bring our BP monitors to T.O.P.S. tomorrow to compare them. Cheryl dropped me off about 1:00 and I took an hour's nap.

Ellen called and we talked for quite a long time, setting up our agenda for today. That includes a pedicure, the post office, and Von's for me, a furniture store for her, and lunch at Chinese Garden for both of us. 

Jeanne Painter called to ask if I'll look at three pictures of John and her to see which I think best. I chose this--an elegant couple, suave and sophisticated, delighted with life, which I guess, was pretty much the case. It was taken fifteen years ago, during a cruise.  Now John is gone and Jeanne is ninety. As we all know at this point, time is a thief. 

TUESDAY

I slept well and when I got up, stripped the bed before Suzanne and I left for WinCo at 9:00 AM. Home, I had breakfast before I washed the sheets, then did a load of whites. Did some food prep, namely a big salad, with the produce I bought at WinCo--romaine, two kinds of tomatoes, green peppers, and cucumber; later added hard-boiled eggs, using my chop wizard, julienne, and assorted knifes and salad utensils. Ate some of it as a late breakfast. Later, after a few minor chores, I made a tuna sandwich for lunch and ate on the patio. 

Watched something of little interest* on T.V., then took a nap on the couch. I considered going out to get the mail, but thought better of it in light of my fall on Monday. Showered and washed my hair.

El called and we discussed our agenda for tomorrow. I need to get my toenails cut, so will make an appointment for noon while El looks at furniture. BTW, she already got the wig I sent for playing Judge Ginsburg and is delighted with it. Can't wait to see pictures. 

Lunch with Cheryl today

 *So little, I don't remember what it was. 

MONDAY

Had a mishap yesterday, but it wasn't too bad. I had packed up the gray wig I've worn at Dudley House, thinking Ellen might be able to use it with her Judge Ginsburg costume. Put it in my cart and started off to the post office. I was nervous walking there and took El's advice about using the crosswalk, but even so, crossing Victoria Avenue scared me, so I reluctantly turned back. Stepping off the curb, I fell. I just scraped my knees and a kind man and woman driving past, stopped, helped me up and to the other side of the street. I assured them I could make it back home without further problems. I'm a slow learner, but that experience convinced me I must start using the walker as a regular mode of transportation. 

Home, I texted Suzanne to see if she would take the package to the post office, which she did. I forgot I need international stamps, too, but she and I are going to WinCo today and I'll ask if can stop to get them then.

El asked when I was available in the next few days, and we picked Thursday. We'll stop at Primary Medical, then the DMV to get her handicapped sticker, then--natch--go to lunch.  

Made lunch and took it--with the walker--out to the middle to eat. It was very quiet and serene, neighbors at work, the children at school and I again consciously realize how much I like it here.. After that, I took a nap, then futzed around with this and that. Suzanne and I will go to WinCo in two hours--good thing, as I need a re-supply of staples. 

SATURDAY, SUNDAY, AND RUTH BADER GINSBURG

Saturday: As it turned out, I didn't take the laptop to Ojai. Ellen urged me to leave it and that was all right with  me, as my suitcase, although on wheels, was pretty hefty. Anyway, she got here about 3:30, we stopped at a few stores, then zoomed over to her place.

Oh, boy, it's terrific. The contractor isn't quite finished, but most of it's done, including the "catio," Ellen's bedroom and bath, the dishwasher and trash pull-out, and some minor outdoor stuff . Still in the works is the gutter replacement and some refinements in the kitchen. It's just lovely--not at all stuffy or old-fashioned, but not looking too jarringly new, either. I took pictures, but Ellen prefers that I wait to post until the project is finished, so I will. 

Greg met us and we went to Sea Fresh for dinner. I wasn't too hungry and just had an appetizer, as I often do. In this case, I chose Oysters Rockefeller, which, accompanied with a Purple Tears IPA  was yummy. (BTW, my meal was as expensive as the full dinners El and Greg had, but I didn't care.) After, we indulged in our usual cutthroat gin rummy game with much hilarity and groaning with woe.    

Sunday: Got up about 8:30 and just poked around a bit, then drove into town (Ojai) and visited some shops, including the Help of Ojai thrift store--yes, the same charity for which Suzy and I were going teach the acting class. El is going to a Halloween party, to which she decided to go as the late Ruth Bader Ginsburg, the former Supreme Court Judge:    

El found a black robe (probably part of a high school graduate's cape and gown) and will pair it with the kind of lacy color RBG wore. I bought three inexpensive little Halloween items that I'll displace outside my door on Halloween.

Back at El's, she made us salad and toast (with bagel seasoning, which I put on my shopping list) and we ate on the catio. I was amazed that the proprietors, Gwennie and Cessie permitted it, but they did--grudgingly--and it was great in the lovely sunshine.

Greg came over after and, yes, we started again on yet another session of gin rummy. In a rut? If so, it's one of the most enjoyable there is for me. It was interrupted the arrival of the Access Van at 5:00, so we had to say goodbye after a wonderful weekend with my girl.  

Got in, put my things away, then stopped for a chat with Suzanne. We had a good talk, including about our future living arrangements; also, I accepted her invitation to go to WinCo today (Tuesday),  so that should fill the cupboard. I showed Suzanne Ellen's new jigsaw puzzle holder and was amused that Suzanne had bought one, too. Also showed her the pic of Sharon I took on Friday and the AI modification I engineered:

Suzanne got a kick out of it and, I'm sure, so will Sharon.

FRIDAY

Weight was up, which didn't surprise me, as I've had several off days when I got little walking in, let alone the three miles and more I used to cover. It wasn't too bad, though: I was up 1.4 at home to 130.8 and up 1.5 to 131.5 at T.O.P.S. The meeting was pretty interesting, as it wasn't one of our usual mundane sessions. Instead, an area T.O.P.S. rep spoke on "Self-Acceptance."  It's recommended that we keep a "Gratitude Journal, "Accomplishment Jar," and "Step-by-Step Self-Care Plan," along with other fifth-grade activities. Being a natural born cynic, I was a little sneer-y at first, but I actually enjoyed it. The speaker, Foster Howlett,* is a member of another T.O.P.S. group and had lost 46 pounds--very personable and he had us engaged: 

Sharon had on a cutie-pie, Snoopy outfit with out-standing earrings:

For some reason, Sharon had brought toasted bagels, a vegetable tray, dips, and tableware. I guess she figured that, with a guest speaker, we might as well make a party of it. However, we didn't adjourn until late and the others wanted to leave. What to do? It was obvious Sharon and I had to eat it, so I told Cheryl to go ahead if Sharon's son would take me home.  She did and he did, but not until Sharon and I talked for a good hour, while indulging in the goodies.

Sharon's is hardly the quiet, retiring type, but I find that enjoyable with her. She went on and on about her background, children, grandchildren, great-grands--well, you get the picture. I won't repeat her somewhat startling--but interesting to me--narrative, but talk about soap opera material--. 

We finally left and Sharon's son, Chaucis (?) helped me into the van. I had to sit in the back seat (because Sharon, who is disabled, can only manage the front) and I had a difficult time getting in, but C. helped. Didn't get home until almost noon. 

Later, I called Cheryl to ask when and where she wanted us to lunch to celebrate her birthday. We decided on Wednesday at the Hill Street Cafe and I'm looking forward to it. Also avidly looking forward to this afternoon when Ellen will pick me up about 3:00 and I'll stay over her newly-renovated place. Can't wait to see it, especially the catio!

Got this darling card from the Tokyo Trio: 

As ever, I'm charged to obscuring identification here, but will send the full one via email.

Unfortunately, I had a terrible time sleeping last night. El isn't picking me up until 3:00, so I'll try to nap for a time after lunch. 

* When we chatted after his talk, I asked Foster if he had ever auditioned for shows, as he has a strong voice and good presence. No, he said, but he was a member of singing group which appears here and there. I told him about Fractured Actors and gave him my card. If he's interested, I'll introduce him to F.A. 

THURSDAY AND AMAZING GRACE

Did a color wash, then a few small chores. Called my brother, Larry, and we had a long talk. He's  experienced some health issues recently, including balance problems. He now uses a walker, sometimes even in the house. Gee, I'm amazed--he's only 92. 

Other than that, I did very little. It was a bit chilly--for Ventura, that is--and I mostly just futzed around. That was okay by me, as I had had what I regard as a busy--but very enjoyable--day on Wednesday. Took a nap on the couch after lunch.

On Instagram, I came across a rendition of "Amazing Grace" by a heavy metal singer named Dan Vasc. I had never heard of him before, but it was an overwhelming experience--just sublime. I'm not religious, but my belief is, if you believe in something with passion, damn it, don't softly croon about it--give it all you've got. And here it is:

I'm not sure what's wrong with this, but it doesn't seem to run properly, so I also sent it to you via email. It's also on my Facebook page. 

WEDNESDAY

Another full day. The SCAN Transportation Uber took me to the dentist for my 10:30 appointment, got my teeth cleaned, and Ellen picked me up after. We then went to Primary Medical, so El could get authorization for handicapped parking authorization from the DMV.  From there, we went to College Pharmacy, which has a variety of walkers and I tried and tested several. I like some better than others, but still want to look around. 

Then El wanted to go to the new place, "Home Goods," where El got a lovely quilt for her new bedstead (which was delivered recently). Happy day, we stopped for lunch at our favorite Wood Ranch, and finally, topped off our activities at Von's, so I could get supplies, and CVS, to pick up my medication.  Got back to my place, about 3:30.

As scheduled, we Facetimed with another family member to discuss my options for the future. Talked a long time and what we came up with--it actually was my suggestion--was a kind of companion/helper/driver to come in a few times a week. I'm going to be contacting the Agency on Aging, as well as friends and acquaintances, to get some input. At this point, things are tentative, as to the days, hours, and compensation; I'm going to be working on that with help from my two advisors.

El left after that, but will pick me up on Saturday and I'll stay over Sunday at her place. That will bo great fun and I can't wait see the renovations. 

Noreen called and we had a long talk. She's been feeling down lately, unfortunately, but will pick me up for lunch when we're both available. 

TUESDAY

Primary Medical called in the morning to inform me I'll soon get a call from a medical device place in Camarillo and they'll send me a walker for no charge (Medicare pays for it).  But I want to see and test out other kinds, especially the one Ellen found on-line, which allows you to stand upright. It's two hundred bucks, but if I like it better, I'll pay it. Maybe I'll ask the place in Camarillo if Medicare will pay half. 

Coincidentally, Sharon called shortly after to tell me about some places that far away that carry them. She mentioned our mutual friend from T.O.P.S., Bobbi, and I called her. We east-coasters had a good talk, except when I asked about the cancer she's had for awhile. I had forgotten what type it was (originally breast cancer) and she said, "Everywhere." It's in her bones, her kidneys, her sternum and lately, her shoulder.. I'm no doctor, but that sounds like the worst news there could be. She's also down to 117 pounds and she's about my height, 5'2" and that's much too thin. Anyway, she's getting chemo by injection and I fervently hope there's some progress.

Got emails from Pat R. regarding her fall in the restroom at a supermarket. Because her blog, which I had read everyday, is out of commission for a time, I'm glad to keep up with her that way. Hopefully, she'll have recovered from the accident shortly.

Ellen called and we had a good, long talk about plans for today (dentist, lunch, errands) and for the weekend: She'll  pick me up on Saturday, we'll do various, then I'll stay over to Sunday--YAY!  Her renovations are almost finished, including the CATIO, her bedroom with new bedframe, window treatments, and so on. Can't wait to see it!       

Aside  from the above, nothing much went on, aside from Sharon calling me several more times (she likes to talk). She sent me pictures of Lewis's "bike," which he has in the driveway with his mascot in the back:          

 

     Cute, but maybe should have a better perspective re the passenger. 

Note: When I pressed "Publish," I was informed that the time posted will be changed to 9:13 am, although it's now actually 9:10. WHY--EE???

MONDAY

Things are looking up. Although I'm not much of a TV fan, lately, I've gotten into the habit of sometimes watching in the daytime. After dinner, I alternate between it and the laptop, unless I have a date or am cooking. It's been down since Friday, which was annoying, so I called Yondoo. After somebody there tried to walk me through--that'll be the day--they sent "Adrian" out and he fixed it. In credibly, there was no charge, but I gave him a twenty buck tip. 

I haven't watched cable T.V. for maybe a year (I certainly wouldn't pollute my brain with what passes for news) and was surprised to hear I'm paying about fifty bucks a month for it. The repair guy, Adrian, said I could drop it and I might do that and just keep the Netflix, Prime, etc. for which I also pay extra.

Other than that, it was pretty quiet. I thought I might venture on the bus to Soaring Spirits dinner, but changed my mind. I have to ponder a lot of things and, although I like the members very much and enjoy going, I'm going to cool it for now--or that's what I thought...

...but late in the afternoon, Vera texted me that she'd be out front at 5:45. I had completely forgotten that at S.S. lunch last time, she'd volunteered to do that for both lunch and dinner every two weeks. What a a relief! However, life is fleeting and I was dismayed to hear Vera might be moving back to her native Oregon, which she doesn't want to do. It's a long story I won't go into, but it involves the sale of the house she's renting, a sad family history, and her younger sister's feeling of abandonment. Good grief, I'd miss her so much. 

Last night was fun, though. There were only four others besides Vera and me and we fell into our usual enjoyable chatter. We stayed for almost two hours before Vera took me home and she assured me she'd continue to pick me up--at least until she moves--😞. 

I have the damn dentist appointment tomorrow; SCAN Transportation will take me there and after, Ellen's going to pick me up for lunch. We will then confer on safety in the home. (Sounds like one of those movie news shorts we used to see in the forties.)

SUNDAY

Washed sheets and changed beds and that was the high point of the day. El posted a number of pics on Facebook and I'll be adding them here as they arrive. Here we are:

The sign reads:  "The nightmare marching this way is only too real."

Really lazed around most of the day. Did some minor housework and took a nap. I had some fresh chicken breasts and I spiced and seasoned them with a favorite recipe, then simmered in the crockpot. 

I intended to have my lunch in the middle, but there was a little birthday party going on, so I sat in another leafy area. Pat R. and I exchanged emails and she added her picture--love it!  

Did a little food prep with some fresh chicken breasts, following one of my favorite recipes: You combine a number of seasonings--paprika, Italian seasoning, onion powder, and garlic salt--to make a rub--lightly rub it on the chicken, then put it in the slow cooker for several hours. It calls chicken broth, too, but I didn't have any and just used water and it was still delicious. Had one for dinner, and naturally, stowed the rest in the freezer for another day.

Texted Ellen to see if she got to the Ojai gathering. However, she had driven past the sign and said there were only a few there, so she skipped it. We assume most had attended the Ventura one.

Today is the third Monday, so dinner with the Soaring Spirits gang and I'm trying to decide whether to go or not. Damn, I should have called the Access Van yesterday, but I didn't. I could ask Vera to pick me up--she always takes me home--but I feel a little uncomfortable about that. The alternative is to take the bus, as usual, but I'm not sure if I want to. Maybe I'll ask Vickie if she might want to go. I know she'll be welcome, as we don't discriminate. Hmm...I'll mull it over.

SATURDAY AND WHATTA DAY!

I was feeling a little pokey in the morning, disappointed I wasn't able to go to the "No Kings" rally. Just a few years ago, I would have walked the mile or so to the government center, or at least, bused there. Now, I didn't want to take a chance. I was pleased to see this via text from Suzanne, who got there early:

I moped around a bit, then it all changed when Ellen called to see if I'd like to go to the rally. She had intended to join the crowd in Ojai, but it seems it was the annual "Ojai Day" and their anti-Trump demo was postponed to today. I accepted immediately, she got here about 1:00 and wow, was it a party. There were thousands of people there in the brilliant sunshine; the most fun and the most imaginative were the homemade signs; wish i have been quick enough to take a pic of my favorite, the one on a car: "The only king is Stephen." Anyway, here are some of the others:

 

And here I am, with the sign Ellen made:

El took a lot more and will send them soon and I'll post when she shares. My D.D. dropped me off about 4:00, then she went to a furniture store in Oxnard where she finalized buying a new bed frame. It sounds great--can't wait to see it. She got back a few hours later and we went to Vons's for some items, then said goodbye. (A while ago, somebody asked me what I had done to deserve such a daughter and I said, "It much have been something wonderful.")

As scheduled, I called my (former?--oh, no!) blog buddy in Jersey, Pat R., at 5:30 and we had a good, long, heart-to heart. Since we're both shy, quiet, self-effacing, sweet-natured gals, and never--oh, no, never!---disagree, we had a sedate and quiet session, ending with a prayer. (Believe that one and I'll tell you another.) Anyway, it was fun and invigorating to talk to Pat and I'm going to anxiously await reading her blog when she resumes it--soon, I hope.

By the time we finished, it was after 7:00 and I make myself a tuna sandwich, poured my IPA, and settled down with Michael J Fox's sad chronicle of his engagement with Parkinson's. Slept well and have my sheets in the wash. 

FRIDAY

Remarkably, I lost three pounds at home (to 129.4) and 3.1 (to 130) at T.O.P.S., so at least, I'm now within my comfort zone--barely. I was the biggest loser, which was gratifying, although that was after two weeks. Here are Sharon's earrings and outfit this time:

Home a little after ten and I was just making breakfast when Suzanne stopped in to show me pictures of little Huxley, her grand-nephew, who just turned one. We also discussed our futures when we can no longer live alone. Eventually, Suzanne will live at the Sisters of Mercy retirement home up in Burlingame and I'll soon be discussing this with family. 

I barely remember what I did later, until Vickie called to see if I wanted her to come over and try getting after my carpet problems. Sure, come on over. She did and she treated undone spots with this: 

It seemed to work like a charm, but we'll see. After she finished,  Vickie stayed for a bit and we chatted happily. I'm so lucky to have those two neighbors, she and Suzanne. as friends. 

After Vickie left, I made fried shrimp with Julianne potatoes for dinner, accompanied with a Corona Extra. The T.V. is still not working, so I guess I'll call a repair place today.  

Back from Vietnam, Mike Facetimed me in the evening and Violet came in to say hello. Her wisdom teeth (well, the sockets) are healing well and she just got a new I-pad. 

Darn, I can't find my BP record sheet. However, I'll  just make up another. Didn't sleep well last night, but feel rested. 

THURSDAY

My new printer ink was at my door less than 24 hours after I ordered it. Ellen called early to ask if I wanted her to come about 3:30 after her dance, to take me to the Presbyterian church in town, where they lend walkers to people. Sure, why not, and she came. First, she installed my new printer ink, which was at my door less than 24 hours after I ordered it and second to take me to pick up the walker. We drove to the church, and met a very nice woman named Kathleen, who handles the walker loans. The idea is to let people use them who need them for a limited time or who want to buy, but check them out ahead. Here's what I'm borrowing: 

I guess it's pretty standard, but I want to look at, and try, other styles. I don't want a big, bulky one, especially a rollator, although I'll see if there are options. 

The fact is, I hate the idea of needing one. However, it's a lot better than risking another fall, and I'm grateful I can borrow this to get acclimated. Ellen said that when we have time, she'll take me to one of the medical device stores to check out others. Oh, that's right, I have to get a referral from Primary Medical, so I can have Medicare coverage for it. El helped me with a few other things, then left to run some of her own errands. 

I then made my lunch and took it out to the middle to eat it and relax. By that time, it was 4:30, pretty late for lunch, even for me. 

I have T.O.P.S. today, of course, and I'm pretty sure I've gained, but in truth, I don't really care. I'm just losing interest in the whole weight thing and am seriously thinking of taking a hiatus from T.O.P.S. It's actually beginning to bore me and does that mean I'm starting on a whole new track? Maybe.

Here's Sharon from last week's meeting. I often post her costumes here on the blog and I wasn't there last time, so she had others take it. I know she gets a big kick out of being pictured here--something like a child and I'm glad it makes her happy: 

                                                           

Invariably, she has theme-related earrings, too:

WEDNESDAY AND BP DAY

Busy day, but I'm making this short to atone for the marathon post yesterday. Ellen got here about 12:30 and we first went off to CVS for my new tremor medication and to trade in  the upper arm BP monitor for a wrist type. After, we stopped at Wood Ranch for lunch (we both love their BBQ salad), then at home, El called  Primary Medical to get referrals to the neurologist, physical therapy, and dermatology. She's determined to take me to a geriatric doctor, too. That sounds like overkill (😂) to me, but I'll  go along with it. We have an November 3 to get the referrals. In addition, she got my T.V. partly better and, happy day, resolved the problem with my printer. 

Aside from that, we talked, laughed, and--oh, yes--argued vehemently about a variety of topics, mostly-but not all-- concerning tactics I'll take to address health concerns. The walker conversation is mostly still pending; I want to look at, try out, and then decide what type is best for me. I don't care what it costs, I want it to address my tendency to lose my balance, sturdy, with a seat and carrier, that doesn't look like tank going down the sidewalk. 

The T.V. isn't working right; El tried to fix it, and called Yandoo Communications with no luck. I'll see if I can locate a repair person or otherwise pursue it today. 

While El was here, she read the directions and I used the BP monitor for the first time:

I'm supposed to do it twice a day and Primary Medical gave me a goal of 140/90 or lower. Yesterday, it was 149/96 and a few minutes ago, it was 160/96; I'm not sure if that's cause for alarm or not. Anyway, I'm to record it every AM and PM, which I will. After considering whether or not, I'm not going to include it here. as that seems obsessive to me. My policy with a health concern is to ignore it and it'll go away.* Said goodbye to my darling daughter, had dinner, watched something or other on YouTube, then slept well.

P.S. OOPS! I just noticed I had accidentally entitled yesterday's entry as "Wednesday." Of course, it was Tuesday and this one is Wednesday. Corrected it.   

* Kidding! 

TUESDAY AND AN OVERLY LONG ONE

As mentioned before, the rain was coming down steadily when I got up. I put in a color wash, had breakfast, then started making the lemon bars for the covered dish at Dudley House. I had set out the ingredients earlier: flour, sugar, salt, the lemon juice and zest from three lemons. It's made in two stages: first the crust in a 10-inch pan, which gets baked for twenty or so, then the filling for another thirty. It's cooled, then sprinkled with powdered sugar, and cut into bars. That sounds simple, but it takes quite awhile and uses a lot of bowls, measuring cups, and measuring spoons. 

When it bakes and thoroughly cools, the idea is to cut it into bars.  However, it was still kind of sticky, and the bars wouldn't separate, so I came up with the idea of mixing the bars together and calling it "Lemon Bar Pudding." (At covered dish gatherings, I always like to put a little card in front to name my contributions.) Incredibly, my "pudding" went over big and one of the twins took home the small amount left. Which twins? These:

(I had included pictures of them on this blog before.)

The food was good, as ever, and the speaker fascinating (I can't remember her name). Thirty or so years ago, she had interviewed Miriam Knox, then in her late eighties, who had married the Dudley son, Oscar (nicknamed "Dooley") in the twenties and they had lived in the house after his parents died.* She had done her masters' thesis on the Dudley's roles in the early days of Ventura. Anyway, I enjoyed it a lot. Here's the speaker:

On display was one of the doll houses, a prize for a drawing we'll have at the Boutique next month: 

Speaking of, I'll be acting as greeter at the Boutique, about which we'll distribute around town these very attractive postcards to publicize the event: 

Attendees were also given Venture-related book marks, made by Sherri and Ken O., who are well known stamp collectors. I've been at their large, LARGE house up in the hills, which has a spectacular view of the entire area, including the magnificent Pacific. Their garage is filled with boxes, barrels, bags, and so on, all containing stamps from, I think, every place on earth. 

Anyway, it was a good meeting and I was glad Vickie could go with me--she said she enjoyed it very much. Got home about 9:15 to find the television, for some reason, isn't working. I called Yandoo Communications, but they didn't know anything, so maybe it's something I did, but the hell with it. 

Ellen called and may have to postpone coming over until tomorrow, as the contractor is starting on the work in her bedroom. That's okay if we run our errands--mostly mine--then. In the meantime, I have plenty to do at home. 

* Oh, Sister Gabriel, I know it's a run-on sentence! 

MONDAY AND WATERTOWN

Got some inside chores done, including rearranging the plug-in stuff next to my bed. Besides my lamp, that includes chargers for my phone, hearing aids, and medical alert; I can reach all of them without getting out of bed. I don't, however, charge my alert when I'm asleep. It seems to me a nighttime problem may be more likely to happen when I'm asleep. Usually, I charge it when I'm in for the night, but not yet in bed, about 8:00 or 9:00. 

When I sat down for breakfast, my medical alert hit--but fairly softly--on my chest and immediately, it told me,  "A fall has been detected." This seems to happen three or four times a month, but ironically, when I actually did fall the Sunday before last, it was quiet as a clam. Incidentally, it then tells me "to cancel the call, press and hold the button." When I do, it reports that the call has been canceled. After that, it says, "If you do need help, press and hold."  

Ellen had told me it would rain today and the weather report on my phone said severe floods are threatened in my area. However, as there are no bodies of water aside from the big one and that's several miles away, I'm no going to worry about it.

I added mixed veggies to the turkey stir-fry I made the other day and had it for din-din. It was yum:

💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥

Okay, now it's 7:30 Tuesday morning and oh, yes, it's raining. For California, it's a deluge (for Jersey, it would just be a healthy, normal, rather mild shower). The temperature is alarming, too: it's practically freezing over--54 degrees! All kidding aside, if it's still raining at 6:00, I'm going to beg out of the covered dish this evening. Even though Vickie's place is right around the corner in the complex, and her car's out front, I'm not going to risk it. 

💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥

SUNDAY AND ACTING

I have to admit that when the occasion warrants it, I cuss a bit--it somehow makes me feel better. However I don't know of any swear words that are strong enough to apply to yesterday. Here's a quick synopsis: I went over to CVS to get the BP monitor, along with a few other items covered by my SCAN benefit; I get $90 free every quarter for OTC health needs. When I presented the SCAN card to pay, I was told it was the wrong one. Without going into boring detail, I found I didn't have the right one. After a great deal of search and not-find, I called Scan and was told if I didn't find it, it would have to be invalidated until I applied for another one. All right, long story short, I went home, looked in my desk, and found the damn thing. Walked all the way back, got the stuff--but forgot my new medications for the tremor problem, damnit!

Called Ellen to tell her I bought the BP monitor, the upper arm type, which the P.A. said is preferable. However, Ellen thinks I should get the bracelet kind. She'll come over Wednesday and we'll go on various errands, then have lunch.   

About 8:00, Suzy called and we had a good talk. I was amazed to be told she didn't know how many--if any--had signed up for the acting class. When she goes in next Monday, those interested will come in. That just floored me.  When I did mine, both here and in Jersey, it was carefully planned and structured: I limited the class to ten (though I could be a little flexible) and received all the enrollment information (name, address, phone, etc.) a week ahead. I then made up name tags. agendas beforehand for each session  (i.e. in-prov, comedy, drama, projection, props and costumes, gestures and facial expressions, and so one). However, I avoided lecturing but structured the class so there was full participation. Each week, I assigned members parts in a short play I wrote myself, emphasizing they were copywritten and not to be shared. Well, I won't go on with this, but suffice it to say I think I made the right decision. I'd be frustrated and uneasy in that kind of setup, but am looking forward to addressing it if it Suzy wants me to. 

SATURDAY, VIOLET, AND A PHILOSOPHICAL COMMENT

It was a stay-at-home day, but that was all right. After my good sleep, I put in a color wash, did my morning laptop stuff, and so on. Incredibly, it was almost noon when I finished. Had a bowl of oatmeal with mixed fruit, did a few chores, then made a sandwich and went out to the middle to eat.  By that time, it was close to 4:00, another late lunch.

Sharon called to report on yesterday's T.O.P.S. meeting--sounded pretty standard. I was amused to hear she had worn a special Halloween outfit--I always take her picture and post it here. She knows that, so said she had the other members take one for me, which she'll show me next time. Why not just send it to me?--because she doesn't use the Internet, that's why.  (Damn, she's ten years younger than I am, but that's our Sharon.) She gets a kick out of me taking her pic. I think I'll give her that Halloween hat I bought.      

I looked up a BP monitor and was pleased to see they have them in-store at CVS. It won't cost me anything, either, as my SCAN OTC benefit will cover it. I'll walk over there today to get one, as well as the new medication for the tremors.                                                                                                             

I invited Suzanne and Vickie to the Dudley House covered dish supper on Tuesday; haven't heard back from them yet. Other than that minor stuff, I cooked up a batch of turkey stir-fry; had some for dinner and will probably eat the rest tonight. 

Mike Facetimed me last evening and we had a good talk. He's back home now, but will soon be leaving again for work. Poor little (ha-she towers over me) Violet just had her wisdom teeth removed and is swollen, but her Dad brought the phone to her to say hello:

😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡

Every single person to whom I mentioned the fall incident last Sunday said I should have pressed the medical alert device to summon an ambulance.* I disagree, as I was not hurt in any way. At the time, I pondered what the worst scenario could be and decided, barring an earthquake, probably that I'd have to be sitting on the floor for a long period of time. Then I had the option of calling Ellen, who has a key, but that meant she'd have to drive all the way over here and back on a busy day for her; later, she said I should have. Also, although this makes me sound holy or something (although that's pretty much true 😆), I didn't like the idea of  monopolizing the staff and ambulance when they might be needed for a serious situation. The co-pay of $225 didn't really bother me, although it seemed unnecessary in this situation. BTW: My health insurance was charged three thousand dollars--the mind reels.  

*It should be noted that I didn't ask anyone's advice, I just related the incident. However, I would like to have a discussion about this (not an argument, just a discussion) with anyone with a medical background who might read this. Hmm...who could that be? 

😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡

FRIDAY

 I guess I could have gone to T.O.P.S., after all, but I don't really care that I missed. Walked over to Quest at Von's and got not one, but two, blood tests. That was because the nurse reminded me I was supposed to get one in August for the endocrinologist, Dr. Ficks (that must be an alias!). I had forgotten to do that, so sure, take all the blood you want. 

Home, I made a nice omelet for breakfast, showered, then napped for an hour.  After I got dressed, I just read, played a game, and generally lazed around. I then made a sandwich, as I had intended to lunch either in town at one of my usual place.

AHA! I didn't eat eat at either location because Ellen called right before I left to wait for the SCAN Transportation Lyft driver. She had just read my blog, saw I had the appointments, and offered to go with me. Great and we met there. 

We saw the P.A., Loren, and the news about the tremor is hopeful; for several reasons, it's doubtful it's Parkinson's. Loren wants me to see a neurologist, though. Also, my blood pressure is often too high; okay, I always resisted it, but I'll get a BP machine and record mine every day. Ellen had some very insightful and pertinent ideas. For one, she wants me to see a gerontologist, for another, to enroll in some kind of course for balance.  Also, I remembered to get a flu shot while I was there, although I forgot to ask for a referral for dermatology; must do that. Anyway, it was great to have her with me; I just hadn't thought of that before.

After, we went to the Aloha for a late lunch and talked and talked, mostly about the Law of Attraction and similar topics. The restaurant is sponsoring a walk and program on breast cancer awareness today and they had a photo-op setup available. Here' s El and her Mum:  

I sent it to Ellen and to my friend, Vickie, who's still being treated.

After lunch, we did a selfie with City Hall in the background. As El pointed out, she's wearing her transition glasses on her head and her regular sunglasses on her head--HA!😁

Home about 5:30. El walked me in and I gave her a kind of large floor covering I had had on the patio and no longer want. She said it will be perfect for the kitties on their new side porch. So it turned out to be a good day, after all. Could the Law of Attraction have had an influence? Maybe--or maybe because I was with my darling daughter. Or maybe coincidence? Who knows and who cares? 

Great news: I slept like a stone and just got up at 6:45! 

THURSDAY

Wonders will never cease! After all my nail-biting and angst about the acting class, things have changed. When I  opened my email, I found a note from Suzy, saying she's been overwhelmed lately and couldn't meet with me yesterday. She was very apologetic, but I almost cheered. I wrote back asking if she could read my mind because I was pretty overwhelmed, too, so was glad to cancel. This will make it a lot easier to cut down on my participation and I'm thrilled. Not sure when--or if--we'll meet and the class is scheduled to start on the twentieth, but we'll work that out.

That galvanized me to get a lot more down. For one thing I called Spruce Power solar stuff and I'm confident all that confusion and who-owes-what is taken care of. (I can hear Sister Gabriel now.) I paid several bills on-line and called Primary Medical to ask about my tremors. Got an appointment for today at 2:00; called SCAN Transportation to take me there. I have a blood test shortly (7:10 am today), also, just over at Von's.

Went to the aforementioned for romaine, tomatoes, and eggs, then saw a six pack of this--it was a sign!

                                                        

After all, it's October and my mother's maiden name was Figenshu, so could I leave in on the shelf? Of course not--I forsook my IPA this time and bought a six-pack of my ancestral booze.

Home, I made a sandwich, got my book and beer, and sat out on the patio in the glorious sun to eat lunch. BTW, I'm reading No Time Like The Future by Michael J. Fox about his Parkinson's, with which he was diagnosed when he was 29. I've been experiencing tremors and I hope it isn't what he has. 

Took a nap after and felt good when I got up. I was charmed when I got the pic below from Ellen of the little Jack O' Lanterns in her front window. She says the kitties love them!

Here's another ceaseless wonder: I actually put into practice the Law of Attraction. I think its main principle is similar to the teachings of Norman Vincent Peale's The Power of Positive Thinking, published seventy-three years ago. Do I believe in the spiritualism or religious part of either of those? No, not really, but I certainly think one's thought and attitude has an influence over one's actions. 

WEDNESDAY

Hey, it turned out to be a pretty fair day. However, it wasn't all ups, it had some downs. To be specific, my dilemma about the acting class. Suzy and I meet today and I still haven't decided if I want to take a full part or not. Well, I'll figure it out.

El got here about 10:20 and we drove to Oxnard to see Jim. She dropped me off at the door and said she'd be back in an hour. I had made turkey sandwiches for Jim and me, with a Spritz for him and an IPA, of course for me. Yes, I know alcohol is not permitted at Granny's Home Center.  but I just don't care, so shoot me.

We ate on the patio and it was a fine sunny day. Jim looks good; he's clearly gained weight. Of course, he's still thin, but looks a lot better than he did: 

Ellen came in, as promised, and we three chatted for a bit: 

(I don't know why the pictures are not sharp.)

From there, we went to a furniture store, as I'm looking for a small bureau to fit a particular place in my bedroom. Didn't find one I wanted, but saw this table and would love to have it for the T.V. in the living room: 

However, I want to think it over and may or may not.... 

After that, we stopped at Home Goods and El bought a very pretty lamp for her guest room. Poor El hadn't had lunch, so we stopped at Hawaiian BBQ and she got a big salad--I shared some of it.

Home, El helped me with some financial stuff, then we said goodbye. Today, I meet with Suzy about the acting class and no, I still haven't decided how I'll handle it, notwithstanding what I wrote before.

STAY TUNED FOR THE EXCITING CONCLUSION OF "WILL SHE DO OR WILL SHE WON'T?"

TUESDAY AND A DILEMMA

Did a bleach wash when I got up, called the facility where Jim lives and alerted them that I'd be over today and will bring Jim lunch. I was taken aback to hear they have lunch at 10:30. Told them okay, then called Ellen to let her know to come early. She's okay with the timing and said she'll pick me up at 10:00. I was delighted to hear that Chris, the contractor, was installing the kitty doors on her addition as we spoke; can't wait to see it. 

I made a date with Zak Dental for teeth cleaning next Wednesday and called SCAN Transportation to take me.  Spent several hours on my debit card problem and can't seem to straighten out it out. I'm going to have to make an appointment with the bank and meet with somebody.

I looked up the on-line listing for Suzy's and my acting workshop and was surprised to see only Suzy's name on the description. I remember that Maria, the Help of Ojai contact, emailed us to ask if we wanted our names in and I was sure I had responded in the affirmative; now I'm wondering if I forgot. If so, this oversight may be providential anyway because, frankly, I've getting apprehensive about the class. 

There are several reasons: I've always conducted acting workshops by myself and I'm not sure whether I want to do it with someone else, especially if it's not clear who does what, Also, I don't like the time, which is set for 1:00 to 3:00, every two weeks for the rest of the year. The length of the sessions is okay, I guess, but only twice a month?  I think that breaks the continuity.  In addition, it's a drag to have to get the Access Van there and back.  

The major consideration: My physical condition has been worsening and I've been getting fatigued lately. A daily nap helps, but I think the energy lapse is significant. In addition, my balance is worsening and I'm using the cane almost all the time, even when I'm home. (And there's another possible physical problem, which I don't want to mention here until I see the doctor.) 

What I plan to do tomorrow when I meet with Suzy is tell her I want to withdraw as an equal partner in the class. If she's agreeable, I'm willing what do what we discussed before when I expressed doubts: act as a kind of "visiting artist," (Suzy's phrase) and address the group once or twice. Suzy had suggested this when I  when expressed reservations. 

With all that said, I'm still not sure I want to withdraw--maybe Suzy and I can work something out. 

MONDAY

It's funny how quickly your attitude and emotions can change in only part of a day. When I got up, I was edgy and nervous for no particular reason that I could think of--kind of downhearted, too. I came close to skipping Soaring Spirits, but decided I'd go. I had intended, as usual, to walk down Victoria Avenue to Telephone Road, then take the 11 bus to Stone Fire Grille. Instead, I just walked over to the bus stop and rode it to Telephone. I had some difficulty getting off and the bus driver had to help me.

By the time I got to the restaurant, I was tired and feeling very low, as it was already almost 12:30. There were eight of us, including Gayle, who's been ill, Susan, Gayle, Renee,  Lewellen, and Georgia. The one I wanted to see, though, was darling Vera. I told her some things about which I'm concerned. My spirits lifted after I chatted with her. She had to leave to go back to work and I stayed talking with the rest of my tribe, then bused to the transit center and from there, home.

Got in and didn't nap, but watched more about the royal family (I must be nuts).  Suzanne came over, having gotten home from Idaho. and we had a good, catch-up talk. She asked if I wanted to go to WinCo this morning, but I really don't need anything. I gave her a bag of food containers for her to take to the Catholic Charities food kitchen where she volunteers. Also gave her the avocados and the other produce, which she told me are papayas. 

Sent Sally's son, Duane, a reminiscence about Sally when we were kids, which I think he'll read at her memorial, which is next Tuesday. I'm sorry I can't go, but just don't feel up to it.  

Had a terribly restless night, getting up twice, but I'm going to take a nap today. I plan to visit Jim today--Ellen will take me, although she doesn't want to go in. I'll bring him lunch, eat with him, then she'll pick me back up. 

POKEY SUNDAY

Nothing much going on except the usual Sunday med and bed sheets change--swallowed the former and accomplished the latter. After breakfast, I used my good ol' Chop Wizard to stir-fry the three large green peppers. I then stir-fried the onions and peppers and oh boy, did I have a lot. I put them in a container and stowed them in the freezer; I'll make ground turkey stir-fry as soon as I buy the turkey. 

Started the Sunday crossword, but only did about a quarter of it. Somehow, I no longer enjoy it as much as I used to. Made up a big salad for lunch and ate on the patio. I switched around the two small tables out there (isn't that exciting news😴?), then took a short nap. Got up to shower and wash my hair. 

Soaring Spirits lunch today and I just noticed I have a Quest appointment (routine blood work) on Friday at 7:10 am. Darn, I'll have go before T.O.P.S., but that should be okay. I'm always pleased that Quest is inside Von's. just across the side street from here.

Slept well, which is always good news. 

SATURDAY

Did a large color wash before breakfast, then finished my straightening up. Incredibly, where I cleaned the carpet with my own stuff, it still looks good. That makes me think I should change my mind about cancelling my check to the carpet non-cleaners after all, but oh, the hell with it.

Went to Von's for fresh veggies and fruit and when I walked out, I found these at my door: 

I recognized the avocados, but can't quite remember what the other ones are--papayas? some kind of squash? ugli fruit?  

They were certainly from Mike, upstairs, who's an accountant with an avocado company in Santa Paula. I separated them and gave a third to Vickie; Suzanne won't be home until Monday and I'll save hers until then. I left Vickie's at her door and she called me her thanks. I was amused when she asked what the larger ones are. Hey, that makes two ignorant east-coasters (she's from Maine).

Back from Von's, I put stuff away, then made a tuna sandwich, poured my IPA, and enjoyed lunch on the patio. It was sunny and nicely warm, and I enjoyed it:

My little rose bush is thriving, too: 

I ate, then still on the patio, I impulsively called Muckie. I was delighted to hear her voice, as she hadn't answered the last few times I called her. We had a good, good talk; I knew she had been in the hospital a while ago and she told me she had been in rehab after there. We're honest with each other--we don't pretend she doesn't have terminal cancer and or that I'm happy to be 88 years old and with a balance problem.  I'm so glad she's still alive, but was a bit alarmed to hear she weighs only 105 pounds. We'll talk again soon. Later, I called Stella just to see how she's doing. Okay, but still trying to decide where to move--or if she'll move. 

After, I tackled my food prep. The produce I had bought were apple, onions, and green peppers. I spent able an hour and a half coring and seasoning, and baking the five apples, help one out for today, then froze the others. I then dealt with the very large onions, chopping most and julienning the rest. I stored them separately in the fridge and will fry, then freeze to add to ground turkey; I'll do the same with the green peppers today.   

Called Ellen--she and Greg had just had dinner at Sea Fresh) to tell her I had cleaned the carpet myself and we discussed the question of me cancelling the check. She thinks I can do it only after they cash it. Think I'll call the bank and ask them. I'll save out an avocado for her, too. Called Stella just to say hello and we chatted.

I've been wanting to get into town,  and I'm free today, so maybe I'll go.  I have Soaring Spirits lunch on Monday. Sally's memorial is tomorrow, but I won't be going. I really don't want to travel a total of six hours back and forth to Cardiff--I'm just so glad I was able to be at her ninetieth in January . Ellen's taking me to see Jim on Wednesday, and I'm meeting with Suzy on Thursday about our acting class, so the calendar's filling up again.