Today was perpendicular day. I wasn’t sure I was going to see that again after the weekend, but here I am, alive and well. I sent Brit on a banana run last night before the store closed. I figured he’d do better with that than IVs. He just laughed and said he hadn’t had to do something like that for me since the last time I was pregnant. Geez, but I was in bad shape yesterday. I’m sure I had a “touch of cholera”, but my good friend Rose will assure me I didn’t.
Ally and I, a mere shadow of my former self, headed for Salina today as I had to get things finalized with flooring before all the oil hikes take their toll on shipping, padding etc. And, I want to see an end to this project during my lifetime.
We ran into Mark and Josie who were buying masks and spooky things for their “Underground” Halloween party the 27th. It’s going to be a dandy as John Stoltz is going to do some of his magical tricks and make it really spooky. The young kids can visit between 7 and 9 pm and the older ones after that. It will take a $1.00 to get in and that will be a bargain. When I get all the details from Mark, I’ll blog it. You might want to mark you calendar.
Flora Sparks (Paula Schneider’s mom) and I used to dress up every Halloween and have a great time trick or treating. It was something to do. So did Carolyn and Dr. Clair O’Donnell, Mona Prochaska and Carol Larsen, Jean and Pep Shanelec, Jimmy and Dorothy Novak, Charlotte and Bob Nichols, Karma and Paul Aylward, Bon Berkybile and Naomi Bosworth. Brit made a great Richard Nixon. The list is long. We had a wonderful time visiting each other in our outlandish costumes. The trick was to dress so no one had a clue who you were. And you carried signs for what you wanted. Mostly they said “Scotch and Water”! I think we had more fun back then than they do now. But, that was at a time when we welcomed adults dressed in costume in our houses without fear and trepidation. Times have changed.
My mail server didn’t work this morning, but it worked fine two days ago when I shut down my computer. That always perplexes me. All my good mail has been bouncing, so said my granddaughter who watches such things. I have my junk mail stored on the eaglecom server, but that’s also a mess. They enlarged my spam box to 30 megs but over the weekend I didn’t get it emptied. I couldn’t send mail. The eaglecom techie was sure it was AVAST!, my virus protection. They tend to blame problems they can’t solve on your virus protection…Norton, McAfee, Avast, etc. Mackenzie said it couldn’t be, and it wasn’t. I went back to some default settings with my mail and now, I think, everything is working fine. “IM” (I’m “prairiennui”) me or give me a call if your mail isn’t reaching me.
Now that winter is approaching, we’re getting some wonderful winter dishes from Ally’s kitchen for our freezer. Brit would eat spaghetti almost every night (not I!) so tonight she’s making a batch of sauce and will put it in vacuum sealed freezer bags in one-serving amounts for him. He has chili for tonight that she made. I’m always good for chicken and noodle soup or boiled egg on toast. We don’t eat the same things or at the same time, generally speaking. That happens when you get older, I think. I spent too many years in the kitchen to want to be there any longer.
Thanks for tuning in. And thanks to those of you who called to see if I was still kicking. I appreciate that.