SPRING AGAIN

 O. K. it is Spring- like weather this morning. What do I put on this little body? My Dr's scale said I weigh 103 and some of my clothes just hang off the shoulders. Look kind of haggard. Hey, maybe an excuse to go shopping. I would like a sweatshirt that fits. Then I guess they are not supposed to really fit? May never need one again. as we seem to be headed for tropical weather here in the South. Climate change seems happening. To change the subject--got your Halloween costume ready? We are having a party and giving prize for the best one. I could go just as I am and be scary enough, lots of doors are decorated. Mine included. Many have the big-old-bowl of candy tempting me. Lordy, I love those Reese PeanutButter cups. And I would jump for joy for a Snicker Bar. But I will settle for one little Hershey Kiss. Dose not get better than a kiss.

BETTY (eat a little sugar) Boop

p. s. will sweeten you.

COOL MORNING & WARM MEMORIES

Travel has been a large part of my life. I have traveled by sea, air, bus, car. train, underground tunnels, but very warm memories are mine from when we traveled by our big old motor home- as a couple and with Irene and Cecil. This morning, as I sat on Balcony, I thought of the one we took up the middle of U. S. during Peake season of turning of the leaves. I am wondering what it is like this year as the leaves turn. You get to see so much from the window of you Motor Home. We did not travel fast, just below speed limit. That big old thing was safer that way. The many campgrounds we lived in and met people from other places, was interesting sometime. And other times, we were alone as we pleased. Good old days. when kids were doing good on their own, T. had retired, had things in order--what could be better.? Ahh, sweet memories.

BETTY (thrive on them) BOOP

p. s. come on back. NO.

NEW DISCOVERY

I discovered yesterday, as I was trying to stay on track and get ready to go to Dr.'s visit. that I could not and should not hurry. But I don't know what or how but as I touched my face to put on makeup--blood was gushing from my THUMB. Grabbed a tissue and began to mop and put pressure on cut. Took a while to stop the blood... I used some old (I guess) band-aids that had lost the ability to stick.  I worked for a while to stop the cut from rushing. Seems to be o. k. now, but everything I touch or try to pick up, just does not work. Mr. Thumb is so important in everything I try to do, from dressing to cooking. So, here I go with a bandage from old band-aids, refusing to stick. I will buy some new today as I go to another Dr. appointment. Maybe she has one I can have.  Mr. Thumb is not very pretty, but oh, he is important!!

BETTY (where are you Truman, when I need you?) BOOP

p. s. living alone is hard.  

33 degrees

Mini winter. Will not last, so the weather girls say. Aren't they beautiful with their long blond locks curled so perfect? Can you imagine how many viewers I could attract? Short and sweet as I am? Dream on. I have forgotten how to wear high heels. We all have dreams of what might have been. But a weather person was certainly not one of mine. My dreams were to be a good wife, mother, grandmother. and great grandmother. I think I have achieved my goal. Maybe that does not sound like much. Not exciting?  But oh, it was and still is. Another thing I did not see in my future. Keeping all these Doctors working and happy. Why just this week, I am seeing two. So off I go to see my ear Dr. today and lunch with # 3 daughter. She is my designated driver for today.

BETTY (wish me luck) BOOP

p. s. she is a good driver.

 

CHANGE OF PLAN

Well, maybe you are ready, but I am not yet. 33 degrees and cloudy? Nope, will wait till I can bring out my long wooly robe that my very thoughtful Niece gave me last year. It is not only pretty, but very warm. So, for today, let us write and drink coffee here inside where I am toasty and warm. Nothing like a bowl of Old-Fashioned oatmeal with the ever-present bananas. Especially when they are just ripe and not too "over the hill" I also say a fond farewell to Trader Joe's coffee, as I dipped all but one last Tbs. of coffee grounds. I have one left and tomorrow I will blend it with KROGER BREAKFAST BLEND, TO EASE THE SHOCK. I thank you, (other Joe) for the two lbs. you gifted me. Hope I don't shock Madam Givia with plain old coffee. Silly me. I need to get out more. 

You know, this is just a teaser for winter. We will be back in 80's this weekend. What a roller coaster. So MISS LADY WHO WEARS SHORTS, here's to you. May you stay brave among these ageing, wrinkled old legs, that used to me smooth and beautiful. Oh, me, close this nonsense down and get on with the game. 

BETTY(coffee is going to my head)BOOP

p. s. I just might make a last cup with that last spoonful, no will wait. 

 

44 OUT THERE.

Did not tarry long on Balcony. So nice and breezy, but a little while went a long way. You know, I wondered what to write this morning. After that lumberjack of a breakfast, I just enjoyed in the Cyber, made me want to just go back to bed. Where is the energy? When I was growing up (did not quite make "up"), I was called by many nick named, Because I was small, there were a few to pick from. Peewee, Shorty, Grow Up, and one that I remembered for the first time in a while. SHORT-STOP. Crazy name. I was not even a sport fan and neither did I like to play sport games. Was required in school, but I was not good at any kind. Oh, yes, I was also called Little Bit. O. K., I am rambling. 

BETTY(bear with me) BOOP

p. s. because I am small

CLOUDY AND WINDY

Change is on the way. Well, we asked for it. I overslept a little and when I woke at 7:30 instead of 6, I decided to fix my own breakfast and not go to the Cyber. As I cut the hole for my egg-in-hole, I sang ONE DAY AT A TIME. not as pretty as Crystal Gale, but close. For some reason, I guess I was feeling thankful that I could complete a task like breakfast. Now just think, what if my only option was to let someone else do it for me? Well, then, it would join the Memory Bank of my life. A simple task of fixing coffee and bacon, egg and toast is a blessing. I also added a small tomato as a surprise. O. J. (to swallow the many pills.) Also, a blessing. "Yesterday's gone, and tomorrow may never be mine. But just for today, Lord, help me to say ONE DAY AT A TIME." (As Loretta Lynn's sweet sister sang. I sound kind of pitiful? Not really, just off schedule. 

BETTY (feeling good) BOOP

p. s. wish I could sing.