Tuesday

I went to the library at  a little after I pm {when it opened} and found it full of children and Amanda there all by herself going insane. She still hasn’t got anyone to replace me. Even more reprehensibly {for me anyway} is that she has as yet done nothing about getting the book the book club are reading this month. {It is called, I think Reading Lolita in Tehrahn. I know nothing about it except the title and I may have that wrong.} Anyway, to get back to Amanda, the fact that she has done nothing about replacing me inconveniences no one but herself; the fact that she hasn’t got that book for me inconveniences me and I am annoyed about it.

We went up to Costco this afternoon and I was hoping that the book club book would still be there but I was pretty sure it wouldn’t be. I saw it there a few months ago and I know the turnover in books is quick. Anyway we managed to spend a respectable amount of money on a box of clementines, two huge packages of Cheddar and Jarlsberg cheese and some naproxen sodium for me. Every so often the osteoarthritis flares up and that stuff works well for me. Next we went to the grocery store and bought the necessities of life for me–salad makings! I am sure we must bought other stuff since there was definitely more than one bag to carry upstairs! After that, I washed the dishes and put together a gingerbread mix that Fred really likes. He ate the last piece last night and left the bag I had the pieces frozen in on the kitchen table as a “hint-hint nudge-nudge” for me. {I do the same thing for him when I run out of Fred’s Famous Oatmeal by putting the oatmeal container out there where he can see it!}

I am really pleased that he managed to get out and we got so much done today because yesterday he felt very “woozy” {his word} and as he moved around the apartment he held on to things a lot. His primary doctor called him today since she had just got the information that he had colon cancer and he spent quite a long time discussing  the details of what is going to happen in the next few weeks. He was supposed to have an EEG next week but now his primary is going to get the cardiologist to do it when he goes there a week from tomorrow.{This is nothing to do with the cancer; he goes every six months because he has atrial fibrillation occasionally.}

So, between writing the last sentence and writing this one, the gingerbread came out of the oven and it is now out for cooling. There is a corner piece missing for cooks perks. Now I am off to make a salad…

Until later..