I did a little yard work today. The last time I did yard work, I was moving rocks around . Now I have a lot of dead leaves to move around. My yard, I just figured out is about 16 sq. ft.Some math teacher from years ago , must be so happy that I can use math in my every day life. I use math a lot. I have this thing about counting how many steps I am taking while I am walking. I do this more as I get more tired at the end of my walk. I use math a lot in cooking. I hope that I wasn't the kid that whined that when would I ever need algebra when I leave school. I even have to use it for Noodle's medication , which is a liquid with a syringe for accurate dosage.  I tested out of math in college. I did have to take a statistic course. I think I choose the easiest one, Statistics for lovers, or something like that. I also talked myself out of PE, which was a requirement for graduation back then. I figured that taking care of a husband, four kids and getting a degree was physical enough. They must have agreed.

Some times I just wonder about me. Why do I start my day so early. By 9:30, I had fast  walked twice around my development, walked Noodle and mopped the floor. Is this all necessary, so early. I already had my 2 cups of coffee, so that was done ,too. I haven't missed a day of walking this week. I want to get back to my old habit of fast ( for me) walking every day. I haven't lost my muscle memory and that surprised me. I am being cautious and not just randomly adding miles to my exercise program. I am trying not to set any specific goals just yet. so far, I have walked for an hour. I don't think that I will walk longer, just faster. I have a nephew who teased me about running so slowly. It's true, I walk as fast as I can run. So what. I just don't have fast DNA. I have slow, steady and get to the finish line DNA. Works for me.

I had  a Canadian neighbor, a snow bird. She had a terror of a little terrier. That dog did not like anyone, with a few exceptions. He liked me. Not Bob. He was such a problem, that when she went to play golf, she had to take him to a kennel. He was destructive. Ate things like the door jam if she left him alone. Anyway, that was her dog. Our dogs never met. We had a code. Light on in car port meant we were out with the dog so wait to take yours out.  We were great neighbors. Twice a season we had dinner together. If we needed to borrow something , we could. But other than that, we didn't socialize. If Bob had an emergency, she was here for me. We were perfect for each other, as neighbors. She was a slim, active woman. She had probably been around the world in her travels. I knew she had been married and divorced , had grown children and a few grandchildren. They did not visit her here and she didnt talk about them. She smoked. I got an email from her saying that she would be back the 15 th of October. . On the 26 thof September, Her son emailed that she died. She got sick, got pneumonia and died. period. How does that happen. That is so unfair.

This is absolutely crazy. I was standing at my counter, ready to take an anti inflammatory medication that I am taking for a month for bursitis. Noodle , who has just been diagnosed with  pancreatitis,  is taking an anti inflammatory. The bottles are right next to each other, which I realize is not good. An old nurse habit is to check three times before you dispense a pill. I looked at my bottle, then I looked at Noodles. We are both on the same drug. Mine was  almost free, his was $32.00 from the Vet's dispensary. Noodle does have an account at CVS here and at Safeway in Port Townsend. I should have had the Vet just write him a script, and taken it to the drug store. It is a little embarrassing when the pharmacist calls," pick up for Noodle Uchitelle", and  I feel the need to explain that Noodle  is a dog. I am not sure how I feel about both of us being on the same meds. It is true that I have given Noodle human attributes, but this medicine thing is a little scary. I hope that he remembers that he is the dog in our relationship.

I have enjoyed a certain amount of notoriety because of my summer adventures. It's been great and I know that as soon as everyone else gets involved with life here in Venice, I won't be all that interesting anymore. That's fine. But I just have to tell of a brief conversation that I had today at my Sisterhood meeting. A friend said that they went to the White Mountains, The other person said that she was at the Catskills. I said that I was at Denali. The conversation stopped. I sorta  did know that Denali had this power. I promise not to use this again as a conversation stopper. that really isn't me. Well, maybe a little.

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10.09 | 21:12

I thought you were going to fly back to Fl.Did you change your mind?You will have to come visit us at our new place that Debbie bought.Anxious to hear how your.

07.09 | 11:27

Shabbat Shalom Leona ! Have a great blessed and peaceful day. Bless you, Ginnie and Dan

31.07 | 16:57

I don't know how do that stuff!!!

21.07 | 14:44

Leona, we met the new Rabbi. He is very nice. He was asking us what classes we would like him to teach. When do you come home ?