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Sunday, May 17

Soggy Sunday

11:56am Sunday

It’s been raining and raining the past couple days and nights. The good thing is that the plants outside are popping up nicely. My hostas in front look so fresh and perky. That’s a good thing about today. Also another good thing is the day is calm and relaxed with no obligations. In general my mood isn’t good on gloomy days. I need sunshine. I did soak up a good amount of sunshine yesterday thankfully. Mike and I went through the Starbucks drive thru earlier to get me a couple cups of coffee. I got an email this morning the the Huntley Springs corporation is no longer considering my application as they’ve had much more experienced candidates apply. I just applied on a whim anyway having run across the opening online. The close proximity was the appeal to me. Ah, there’ll be something else come along in the future. I’ve had some ideas brewing for quite a while. I’m getting my new baby puppy a week from today anyway. 

 12:29 We got a big new TV for the living room a couple months ago. I like it just fine but it’s Mikes baby and he rules the remote which is fine. I was in the bedroom a few minutes ago when I heard out in the living screaming and cussing and ranting on. Evidently he tried to use this stupid long handle duster we have ( I never use it because it’s stupid) on the TV and there was a tiny wire poking out and it scratched the top of the screen. There’s a visible scratch about 10” long from the top on the right side. JHC why would he even be doing that????

Saturday, April 18

Simply irresistible


I’ve been up for about ninety minutes. The sun is shining. I feel good. I’m continuing to have nightly odd dreams. I watched Phantom of the Opera’s 25th anniversary performance on YouTube last night before I fell asleep. The set and costuming were fabulous but the voices will never compare, to me, to Sarah Brightman and Michael Crawford.

Night time sharpens, heightens each sensation
Darkness wakes and stirs imagination
Silently, the senses abandon their defenses
Helpless to resist the notes I write
For I compose the music of the night
Slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendor
Grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender
Hearing is believing, music is deceiving
Hard as lightening, soft as candlelight
Dare you trust the music of the night?
Close your eyes for your eyes will only tell the truth
And the truth isn't what you want to see
In the dark it is easy to pretend
That the truth is what it ought to be
Softly, deftly, music shall caress you
Hear it, feel it secretly possess you
Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind
In this darkness which you know you cannot fight
The darkness of the music of the night
Close your eyes
Start a journey to a strange new world
Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before
Close your eyes and let music set you free
Only then can you belong to me
Floating, falling, sweet intoxication
Touch me, trust me, savor each sensation
Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in
To the power of the music that I write
The power of the music of the night
You alone can make my song take flight
Help me make the music of the night


Mike is in the office working again. He spends more time working now ( with no sports going on and a 15% pay cut) than he did before. His Aunt Lu called earlier and said his Aunt Dot ( who had Alzheimer’s and was in a nursing home had died. She was crying and upset and hesitant to call and tell Mike’s mom ( her sister). Mike video called his mom and told her and she seemed okay with the news. The family has been expecting it. I think we’re going to go over and see his mother later. I’ve been outside some today but it’s nasty windy ( not just regular windy) so I’ve only been out puttering in the yard a bit. The yard is pretty soft and muddy from all the melted snow. I tracked mud globs in earlier by accident. 

Saturday, March 21

Saturday surreal feel


I am up and awake alone. The sun is bright and cheery and the house is silent except for the furnace noises. Mike was up during the night ( I’m not sure why) but he came back to bed as I was getting up so I’m not bothering him. Our bedroom is huge and when we close the blinds it’s like a big dark cave. I only sleep late a couple times a year if I’m sick. I am morning girl.
So now I’m starting to panic over our school district’s requirements for distance learning. There are all these apps and software colleagues are utilizing that I don’t know how to use and I only have a few weeks left before retirement ( supposedly unless this pandemic quarantine bullshit lasts all summer) so I’m not really motivated at this point to learn a bunch of new bells and whistles. I’ll just try to do my best. That’s all I can do. 

My stepdaughter Shannon, her husband Justin and their new son Jackson 

I’m trying really hard to stay grateful and positive in these very trying times. Mike’s mom went for her tests to map the exact pinpoint location of her tiny brain tumor so they can zap it with one blast of radiation. After that she’ll be getting immune therapy for her lung cancer. Mike’s sister took her for the tests yesterday.
I am still getting no communication from my oldest daughter. I have talked on the phone and texted my granddaughter. I pray everything will resolve. I still don’t know what happened to cause her to shut everyone out.

It’s been so weird this week with us both being home. It’s weird when we go out to the stores as many of the shelves or entire aisles are bare. And no one strikes up a conversation. I guess everyone suspects everyone else of being contagious. When I go for a walk in our neighborhood no one is out and it looks like a ghost town. The Tv is all news about the latest deaths or which celebrity has tested positive. I feel like we’re sliding into a Great Depression, so many out of work now. These are trying times. If it weren’t for Michael I would have jumped off the deep end.

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