Another beautiful morning here in Georgia. It is about 50 out now, but the sun has already warmed it up to 70 inside. This is one of the times the solar house is a wonderful thing. I sat on the porch for a bit; it's cool, but the sun makes up for it and the corner of the porch is warm. My mother loved sitting there and I miss having her to enjoy it.

Yesterday I took it pretty easy, reading most of the day and spending some time on the computer. Not much interest in eating or cooking, but chicken soup, etc. Talked on the phone some. So there's not much to say.

Ray came home about 5, I had started cutting up the butternut squash and broccoli, he finished. Neither of us really felt like eating pork roast, though, so we didn't cook it. we ate some and watched some TV and went to bed. Woke up in the night with stomach pains and more diarrhea--mostly just gas. But I was disappointed, because I thought it was going away. Which it is, but... I went back to sleep and woke up late.

Murder Runs in the Family by Anne George

My rating: 3 of 5 stars


Still fun--there are a lot of common things, which I won't share.



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