Me (left), and Stacy, our hostess yesterday morning after the dog walk (to my left), then Di, the birthday girl who just turned 87 (!). Left of Di is Regina, a great and dear friend, and then Nola is taking a photo. Di’s youngest sister was a good friend of mine; we all attended the same school, but Lynn was my age. Stacy has become a very important friend, as has her sister, Kris, who’s coming here for dinner next week.
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Yesterday got started very early. I awoke at 3:30 and could not go back to sleep. Fred was up as well and wanted a lot of attention. However, I stayed in bed resting until 5:30, when I got up to light a fire because it was so cool in the house. And, as I wrote yesterday, I chopped wood in the company of a bat flying around in my shed.
I took Sheba to the groomers and then came home to watch the weekly vlog of a lovely gay couple who moved to France to renovate an old farmhouse for themselves and the parents of one of them. I just love them and watching their progress on their project. I picked her up, came home to fetch the cake, and went to Stacy’s.
What a blast we had being together but not on the trails and walking. We had a very nice visit and then Stacy brought out my cake with candles and we sang Happy Birthday to Di. I left all the remaining cake behind, and I only ate one tiny croissant. I was highly motivated to stick to my diet because it is working so well.
I heard from Aidan, the fellow who’s an amazing stuttering activist. He’s coming here to visit me on October 11th. I feel both honoured and excited about his visit and his palpable enthusiasm for getting together. It was a highlight of my day, but the thing that really made my day yesterday, was seeing so many diplomats leaving the UN assembly room when Netanyahu went to the podium to speak.
I loved yesterday. It was dark and cool, but I had a small fire going all day. What I loved about the day was the freedom I felt to do whatever I wanted to do. All Summer, there is endless work, and to think I was worried about the change in the weather and being forced to be indoors all day. (I am a weather sissy.)
The freedom of the wet season is wonderful. Sheba and I walked in the morning before going to the groomers, and then mid-day, it got bright and so we went to Rollo to play fetch. She loved that, and then late in the afternoon, we went for another walk. And that was our day! And I never tire of my evenings, comfy on the couch and settled in for dinner and a movie. I had the Asian salad that I love so much, with huge prawns.
This morning, I awoke to a wet deck. It rained in the night, and it will likely rain again today. However, the weather forecast has changed. It’s not predicted to rain every day for a week anymore. It’s a varied forecast now, but it seems clear to me that my duty was the water walla is over.
Today, I’ll go to the pharmacy when it opens at 10:00. I hope to get my prednisone prescription. Sometimes it takes a while for Dr. Dorscheid’s assistant to get scripts out, but I hope mine is there today. I’m keen to take the pills because the drug is a miracle for asthmatics.
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