Quiet uneventful dayss, between the inclement weather and trying to get the body accustomed to water pills. I did go out for dinner on Christmas day, a forgettable restaurant meal marked only by extreme indulgence-- cocktail! wine! and a bag of chocolate mint cookies, all scarfled inside a day. Indulged further by bumping the thermostat to a ( Read more... )

The rain only started in the late evening so I did get out to pick up muscle relaxants and antihistamines for the annoying allergies, and then because Loblaws had road salt right by the front door, a container of that so I didn't have to go to Fiesta for it. Normally I prefer Fiesta, but their salt is kept on shelves after the checkout on the way ( Read more... )

Doorbell rings. I grump my way off the sofa and limp to the front hallway and even though my porch is dark, I already know who it is. Two guys wearing broad-brimmed hats. It's the Orthodox Jewish missionaries again, though why they operate as they do mystifies me. Wish me a happy Hanukkah (or Pesach or Rosh Hashanah, as per season), ask if I'm ( Read more... )