IN Carmel

 Another good night of sleep.  There is no answer to why, so I'll just take the good night.  I started another scarf with some pretty yarn knowing I didn't have enough but started it anyway.  I got pretty far before it was 8:30. Time to start thinking about a trip in the car to PT at 9.  I discovered it takes a 5-minute chunk of time to make the trip.   I met my two friends Michael and student soon to be teacher Daren. It's 7 years of training before one can call themselves a PT. They are doctors at that point.  Daren took over.  I did 10 minutes on the Nu Step warming up the muscles and talking to both of them while pedaling.  Then the subject was vestibular ear testing.  And with testing completed there was evidence that the right ear was in trouble.  It didn't surprise me at all.  I thought something was going on having learned to compensate for the dizzies.  Crystals found where they belong in the ear create good ...

 Today had some interesting parts a little different than other days.  It started out to be the same old same old as JB would say.  That's short for Jared Bryon.  So, here goes the day.                                                Now, this could not get any prettier.  A beautiful Hibiscus. Up at about the same time with breakfast, TV and pills.  The same old same old for sure.  Then let's add knitting to the S O S O.  I finished another scarf, so the basket is filling fast since I didn't empty it completely when giving Ginny her bag full.  That took me to Living Strong time which started a bit later this morning.  I arrived later also.  Most folks were there but some were not.  And the morning continued with a whole lot of visiting on many topics. It was a social morning for sure. ...

                                     Sitting on the common milkweed.  The garden is full of milkweed.                                                                                 The past couple of years has seen a big decline in numbers.   After all the getting up stuff was completed, I ubered Eric on to work.  Their car is being serviced today and they will should be back in business tonight.  Then it was to the sweatshop also known as the sewing/computer room.  The sewing machine did a lot of work with 20 more burps finished and enough fabric torn into strips to sew another 30 burps. The marking was fin...

          I chose what I thought was a file of winter pictures of a few years ago.  I guess it's not winter. Another early morning.  It is what it is.  So, today it was rise and shine a little before 6.  There was breakfast and some TV morning stuff continuing with knitting until I stopped when the scarf told me it was half done.                                      This is why a dad wants strong sons.  So they can get a free ride.  I moved on to burps, put 20 together and then sewed the first go around. I managed to turn them all right side out but then left them to finish on another day.  That took care of the whole morning. They are time consumers.   Rita asked me how I get the ends with such a beautiful curve.  I told her I make a line to follow tracing around a bowl.  But making almost...

Today there were some things that happened and some that were to happen that didn't happen.  So, I guess the word is flexibility although sometimes what is planned and not happening is a bit disconcerting.  Super mornings with a Stanley full of coffee from the Jared pot.  We chose to never get a new table cloth since the one you see was on the first ever camping trip to the U P.  Eric was 2.  Now he's a little past 52.  So, what happened.  I finished the 10 burps started yesterday and I did a lot of ripping fabric to prepare another 25 burps.  I think they are pretty cute when all the steps to completion are finished.  I bagged up another 100 burps that I'll deliver later in the week. Information about our Y program Living Strong continued to be in the mixing bowl with the beaters turned on high. Will we meet or will we not meet. It was just a bit frustrating with a decision made and then changed once again.  I've lost count how many the...

 A few things the same, and a few things different.  That's the Sunday news.   Up early and I completed the final sew around to 10 more burps.  I bundled up 10 scarves for the new mothers in the Goodwill program delivering them to Ginny at church later. Then at 10 we were on our way south to church picking up Rita and Bob on the way.                       This is our Associate Minister Jill, mother of Zavier and deceptive in showing her age.                    She has pastored other churches and has worked in the hospital setting with hospice patients.                                        A woman of many talents, one being a deliverer of great sermons. Jill preached today. It was the first Sunday of the month celebrating communion.  Jill n...