Want to play hookie!

It is beautiful up here today. The sky and trees are doing their best Newtown and I could not be happier to,  and as my grandmother used to say to her younger siblings, Go Outside and See If I'm There. The creeks are roaring and the air is clean. I want to fling every last window open wide. The house just has that closed up with dogs smell...organic but stale. This fresh air fiend is going to do just that!

My heart goes out to the folks in the Santa Barbara area, which has always been such a lovely and truly Mediterranean region, where bouganvilla grow wild. They obviously did not have the benefit of all of the pounding rain that we accumulated for several days and bone dry conditions make for a scary place to live. I have been ALL OVER a Certain Someone about getting in touch with some OTHER one to come to chip all of the brush left by the power line tree cutters and by His Very Own Self. Nossir, I am not going to go into Summer with the spectre of dry brush piles looming large. I want it to go away and if we need to pay someone to come here to chip it, then that is what we will do.

We witnessed Oakland burn and the vision of Santa Barbara going up in flames is just tragic.

Do you know how I can feel Summer coming? Well, beside the fact that I MAY have to put away my winter clothes? The visitor list is expanding. Today, Saturday and Monday are spoken for. How nice. It IS a lovely day for a visit!

I have made it through a great many of my orders, generated when we were on the road and that is making me feel a little better. I don't like to make people wait but I am still only one person, after all.

I stopped taking the nerve medicine a little bit before I RAN out. I hope that there will be a time when I no longer feel the post herpatic pain but I just don't like the way that the Gabapentin gives me dry mouth and dry skin. I realized, a few days into the withdrawal, that I have my sense of touch back again. I did not know that this had happened but now soft feels REALLY soft again. I need that. I don't need The Tingler nerve when it goes off like a rocket but I REALLY don't need to be dependent on some pharmaceutical forever, ya know? Shingles sucks but a lot of things are WORSE and so I can be brave and quit whining. :o)

Mom is...well...mom. She plays dead or dying for me and is Chatty Cathy with her nurse, April. Nice.

Time to throw open those winders. :o)

Comments

[LisaK]

You betcha! I'd play hookie with you in a minute.

But only if you let me pet the yarn too. ;-)

[Erik Souza]

I remember how scary it was when the Oakland hills were on fire, and wondering how much things we could take once we had all the animals of course. Really glad to hear that you are done with shingles!

[Dorrie Bell]

Loved your comment about your mother's behavior. I mentioned it this morning to a friend who has recently put her mother in a nursing home, and her eyes got all shiny. "You mean it's not just me?" I think you helped my friend today -- thank you!