Having problems with the laptop since I spilled coffee on the keyboard. Al Joslin came and checked it out and then did some research and thinks I need a new power button as it keeps shutting off if I leave it idle for about 16 seconds.

I called the local place that works on Apples and they say they have to do a diagnostic test ($100) to figure out what's wrong. I'm going to have them do that, but will tell them that if it comes out that Al is right and it needs a power button, then I'm not going to pay for the diagnostics!

It's been an up and down situation here lately. Went to cover my first Sun game last week, the day after I went to Steve Bousquet's funeral. I'm still not used to saying that. I can't believe he's gone.

It was a huge wake and a huge funeral....a wonderful tribute to a wonderful human being. One of the best I've ever known. I feel so bad for Katy, Jen and Jeff and all the rest of the family. Such nice people and something horrible happens....it's unbelievable.

I have been doing more lately. Making myself go to bed early and get up early. I make myself move around and keep active. It's good and it's hard at the same time.

Got a bug up my ass about Sandy one day and went on a cleaning and organizing tear...threw out a lot of my stuff, made piles to donate and went through all my drawers sorting and organizing. I feel better but depressed. I don't want to be just like her...with her OCD stuff, but my clutter causes problems even if it isn't that significant. So, I'm making it sterile around here, just the way she likes it.

It's easier that way.

Going to Bob's tomorrow to clean his room some more and get him stuff he needs. I didn't make it last week because I ended up going to Putnam twice in the week, for the wake and then for the funeral. I couldn't take another trip in the week.

I'm changing Father's Day on him...I thought it was the second Sunday in June and made all my plans accordingly...then I find out that it's really the weekend AFTER that...UH-OH! So, I asked the gang if they could do it on the second weekend and they are okay with it. So it will all work out. Good.

Maria is going to come down on the Friday night, we'll go clean out Bob's stuff on Saturday and Sunday we'll take Bob out for dinner and the boys will help us move the boxes. I can't lift them.

I'm sure we will find some treasures in those boxes....I have already found some great things in the stuff I've been able to go through thus far.

Have to find someone who wants those opera and big band 78's that he has. A LOAD of them.

Bob doesn't recognize Loretta in pictures any more. He still recognized my mother and people from long ago. I wonder if he will know who Maria, Phil and Steve are. He sometimes knows who I am, but mostly not.

I go back to see the therapist this Thursday and have plenty to talk about...lots of sadness lately, for obvious and not so obvious reasons.

Oh, I went to my first meeting of the CT Chapter of the National Ovarian Cancer Coalition and really enjoyed the gang. They are working on a 3k walk/run at Hammonasset State Park on Sept 24th and I'm going to walk/run it. I'm going to start a team-to see how much we can raise. The money goes to raise awareness about the symptoms of Ovarian Cancer...which most people don't know anything about.

I also volunteered to go to health fairs around the state and hand out literature, etc. Most of the women work and aren't always available to cover these events. It's important that we have a presence at the health fairs, so I'm willing to help anyway I can.

I also am going around to different places asking them to post the symptoms of ovarian cancer in their ladies rooms. I hit the Norwich Senior Ctr today and will be getting them up in my gym too. Anywhere I go I'm going to ask if I can leave the literature around for women to see.

Okay...I've typed enough...can't pause or the computer shuts off...so my stream of consciousness is done for tonight...

Later!

Starting all over again. Eating two eggs and a cup o' joe for breakfast this AM. Huffed and puffed and had sweat running in my eyes yesterday at the gym.

It felt good being at the gym. Until about an hour later...when I went into the "coma." This has happened several times before, when I return from the gym I go into a fugue state, where I lie prostrate on the recliner and can't move or react to things.

Fortunately, Sandy was outside, pulling weeds with the dogs, and didn't bother me when I was in that state. I rouse after about an hour or so and then I feel ill. That passes in another couple of hours and then I'm fine.

It happens just about every time I work out at the gym. I mentioned it to Dr. McCourt, but didn't get a reaction. Hmmmm....

It isn't going to stop me from going to the gym. I think next time I'll take an energy drink on the way home from the gym. I do drink the G2 in the car as soon as I leave the gym and I had a protein drink when I got home, but next I'll throw in the energy drink.

Yesterday was busy, after we finally dragged ourselves out of bed at 10 am...(THANK YOU BUBBLES). I made pancakes for breakfast, then cleaned upstairs, doing more laundry and changing sheets, vacuuming etc. Then I got in my exercise togs and went to the gym.

OH! Rocky got one of his squirrels yesterday! He is always "stalking" them, in a crouch and moving slowly, cat-like, and then he spends a looooooong time sitting five feet away from them, watching them eating sunflower seeds. We were beginning to think that he wasn't interested in catching them, just in stalking and watching them.

WRONG!

Sandy looks out and says, "Rocky has something out in the yard." I said, "glad this happened while YOU were home, and continued playing Cityville-I had rents to collect and crops to plant...important stuff.

She went out back with a big hunk of steak leftover from Friday night's supper. That got him. Thankfully. Usually he doesn't want to give up something that he has....he grabs it and runs away. What a mess that can be. He will drop things for Bubbles, but then we didn't want to have to use Bub in that way.

So, he coughed up the squirrel and Sandy was able to haul it away. WHEW!

It was a long time before the squirrels ventured back to the feeders.

Speaking of feeders, here's a list of birds spotted/heard in the yard so far this Spring:

hummingbirds

Rose Breasted Grosbeaks

Northern Orioles

Wood Thrush

Mockingbird (haven't had one in the yard since we lived on Sunrise Street)

Two Scarlet Tanagers-buzzed through once...hope they return

Carolina Wrens are back in their houses

And the permanent residents are singing: sparrows, finches, cardinals, goldfinches, blue jays, starlings, downy and hairy woodpeckers, mourning doves, flickers and our resident hawk: the cooper's hawk who swoops through our yard to Cliff's and then to Mark's...very impressive.

We are planning a trip in the RV to New York in June, to an agility trial up there. The RV is still at the shop getting things done to it...they are trying to figure out how to install the switch we want that automatically turn the generator on should we lose power. They have never done this before and are "putting their minds to it."

Speaking of therapy....should I get a complex because that office STILL hasn't called me to set up an appointment? I'm going to go over there today en route to the studio. I want to see their faces when I tell them I've been waiting for three weeks! DOH!

I have lots of things to do now...more phone calls to make, got to do my Mortality Review stuff and email it off...can't go to meeting tomorrow, have to go to Putnam to take Bob to the eye doctor to get his new glasses. YAY! I'll get the financial info too so I can finally do that Westview Application and I'll take a box or two of his records home. He has all these boxes of old records up there and by records I mean the music kind. I have to look through them and catalogue them...so I know how to dispose of them.

Oh, if you get the chance, check out The Borgias! The old episodes are available on "On Demand" and if you can, get it!

Deliciously Wicked!

Later!

Trip to Maine-some photos

Our site at the campground

Sandy plays with sewage...

UConn Jack drops in for a visit

Truman thinks he owns the RV

Back Home...safe and sound

Trip to Maine

We made it to Maine and back, safe and sound. Sandy was stressing on the way up, about getting gas. I pointed out that we had enough gas to go to Maine and back, but she wanted to gas up before we left. I refused, as gas is super expensive here and we could get it cheaper in MA or ME.

We agreed to get it at the rest area on the Mass Pike and then decided to go 290 to 95, avoiding the Mass Pike and Boston. We realized that we were not going to hit the rest area when we were just about out of MA. So, we sailed on to Maine and then got gas on Rte 1 on the way into Ogunquit.

Before I tell the story about the gas, I have to tell the story about the EZ pass. We got an EZ pass so we don't have to stop the RV at the tolls. We had been talking about getting one anyway, because we do travel through tolls a lot en route to agility trials, etc. Anyway, we got the pass in the mail last week.

So we are coming up to a toll at the bridge in New Hampshire...EZ Pass get in the left lane:::::EZ Pass get in the left lane::::::: We get in the left lane. Now, we have NOT affixed the pass to the windshield per instructions because we want to use it in our other vehicles and we know people who leave them lying on their dashboards when they go through the toll and it can read the device. At the last possible second, we get nervous about the location of the pass...so I'm disconnect my seat belt (which always makes me paranoid) and I'm leaning out over the dashboard, holding the pass. We keep looking for the gate to go through. Don't see it. All of a sudden I realize I'm holding the pass backwards! I flip it over, Sandy is whining a high pitched sound of fear (that we will get a ticket I guess) and suddenly we are back in multi-lane traffic and neither one of us can figure out when we went through the EZ Pass gate!

We may get a ticket, will have to wait and see. This is getting to be a habit with me...trouble with the EZ pass lane...like the time when I drove through the EZ pass lane in MA when Robin and I were driving to Lenox. Never got a ticket for that one...guess the expression on my face when they took the picture told the story.

Back to Sandy and her gas situation. We pull into a Mobil station and into the last lane. Sandy says "we're not going to have enough room, I can't reach the gas." I tell her to park it right where it was....she says, "oh DUH! We'll fill up at THIS pump (the second pump)." I told her, "right, I don't think they will complain about us taking up two pumps when they see how much gas we are going to be buying." We could buy "only" $90 worth of gas on one card and then I stuck my card in and put in another $90. That put us up over FULL. Not bad (cough::::cough:::Gag::::gag).

Then it was time to get the rig out of there....and don't you know a car full of teens pulls up to a non-parking spot in front of the station door, kitty corner, and blocking our exit. We had to sit there waiting for the kids to come back out and take off. Then Sandy very nicely swung that rig around the end of the gas median, bringing the car along with her....just like a pro!

We found our campground in Wells very easily. We went in and they told us we had our pick of spots, except the sites that had paved pads...those belong to seasonal campers. We headed down to the seasonal area, swung around twice and found a nice one on the end of a row. We unhooked the car and the dolly, leveled the RV, got the slides out and were all set, quicker than you can say WINNEBAGO. I was very proud of us!

This campground is nice. It has trees, electric/water/sewer hookups at every site and it was very quiet and clean. We want to go back in the fall, this time bringing Jean with us.

Everything we like to do was located very close to us at that site. Jakes was within walking distance, the bakery is right down the road, Reny's was about a mile away, the Maine Diner about two miles away and if there hadn't been an accident that rerouted the traffic, we would have been within 25 minutes of that Marden's store we like to hit in Sanford.

Speaking of Sanford, Jack (who lives there) came down to see us on Saturday AM. We went ouf for breakfast at The Egg and I and then Jack came back for a little visit. We had a great time, laughing as usual and it was great to see him again. We have known each other for over ten years now...it doesn't seem possible. Jack is someone I met on the internet and became friendly with, and then met in person at Gampel. We've been fast friends ever since.

Friday night (back up now) we went out to eat at Jake's....a place we "found" last time we were up there. I had a combo plate (whole bellied clams and scallops) and Sandy had clam strips (fake clams, I call them). I heard the guy in front of me ask for half and half (fries and onion rings) so I did the same. I know a GREAT idea when I hear one! The meal was delicious. We got the small portion meal...and it was a lot of food. I left a lot on the plate (but no clams).

Saturday was Egg and I (pecan waffle) and then off to Marden's after Jack left the RV. There was a motorcycle accident and the traffic got rerouted...we ended up meandering thru the woods for a while, but then found our destination.

We were looking for a little ottoman for the RV...something to put our feet up on when we were sitting in the chair. Well, I found two plastic little "end tables" like I had by my bed when I lived in a trailer when I was in the Army (and I thought I was so rich)....we bought both of these tables--about $5 for the two. We put a little pillow on one and VOILA! an "ottoman!" The other one serves as a little table to put our drinks/plates on when we are sitting on the couch.

We found some other little odds and ends for the RV at this place too. This Marden's is like a step-down from Ocean State Job Lot, so you can imagine. It's like Railroad Salvage. We LOVE poking through it. Of course, Jack said he would NOT set foot in it! HA HA! That's our Jack!

By the time we found our way back to Wells, we were hungry. We had had a late breakfast and no lunch, so we hit the Maine Diner around 4:30...beating the crowd. We each had a cup of seafood chowder--they won the Wells Chowder Festival with this entry last year--big hunk of lobstah, clams, shrimp, fish and scallops in a delicate milk base....fantastic! I had (mistake), codfish cakes and baked beans. That did me in.

I spent the night running back and forth to the toilet. I was so happy we had the sewer connection at the site. "nuff said.

Oh, Sunday as we were packing up to go home, Sandy read the instructions about the television reception in the RV...and found the signal booster! We went from having no reception to being able to get eight stations...of course, there wasn't anything on we cared to watch, but now we know how to boost the antenna!

Sandy had purchased "Ratatouille" and "Finding Nemo" at Mardens. We couldn't find that damned "Finding Nemo" anywhere at Walt Disney World, but we get it at Mardens!

Sunday morning I made bacon and eggs and english muffins for us for breakfast. Then we closed up the rig, hitched up the dolly and loaded the car onto the dolly and we were ready to go. But FIRST...I have to roll up the car windows...so I set the emergency brake, start up the car and put up the window. Shut the car off and get back in the rig. One last check around to make sure everything is secure and off we go....WAIT...we are having trouble. Doesn't feel right.

Of course, I had left the brake on and we were dragging my car across the campsite...leaving two long deep ruts! I get out and pop the brake and then ask Sandy for the shovel to fix the ruts. She gets out and starts bossing me..."you go to the office and let them know we've done this damage and are fixing it and I will fix the ruts." I tell her "no, I can fix the ruts." She: "no, you just took your energy drink, you need to rest, I'll shovel." Me: gets mad, throws shovel down, hikes off to office.

Later we discuss it and admit that we both over reacted. I point out that when she forgot to put the pin in the tow dolly I didn't get all up in her grill. As a matter of fact I just asked her, "did you put the pin in?" and she said, "no I forgot, thanks for reminding me." And I didn't say another word. So, how come when I make a mistake, she has to "take over" like I can't do anything right?

We have it worked out now. We learn. We made it home safe and sound. She even let me drive after we stopped to make lunch and check the tow. The road was very bumpy (it being Massachusetts) and the belts that we rachet on to the front tires loosened up.

We got that car unhitched, parked in the garage, dolly unhitched--towed the dolly down to the lawn with Sandy's car and the RV backed down the driveway and parked in it's spot quicker than you can say WINNEBAGO. We took the essentials out of the RV and we were done!

So much easier than camping in the tent or staying in a hotel. And it cost us about as much as it would to stay in a hotel...factoring in the gas and campground cost. If we had eaten more meals in the RV, it would have been much cheaper than our usual weekend trip to Maine--gas, hotel, meals, etc.

Now, my Dad. Today it finally happened. I called and he answered the phone. I told him who I was and we chatted a minute, then I asked to speak to Wini (yes, that's how she spells her name). I heard him telling her that there was someone on the phone, "a woman who takes care of us"...he didn't remember my name. I won't say it hurt me, because I have been anticipating this day and because last week he called me "what'shername" but it did surprise me that he thinks of me as someone who "takes care of them."

I think he's right. I am taking care of "them." Wini's memory is failing. I told her I was not coming up tomorrow to get the papers, but would come over Wednesday afternoon instead. She admitted that she did not remember what papers I was talking about. I reminded her that I needed Bob's financial info so I could complete the Westview application. She remembered then...but I can see that she is slipping fast. For her sake, we may have to place Bob sooner than we thought.

I have to get on the ball and get that application in. We may not be able to protect any of his money...the rule is five years now. Oh well, we never thought we were going to get any kind of inheritance...but I do worry about Wini's money getting tapped. However, at the rate she's going she may be joining him in the nursing home...not that this would be a bad thing. He is so dependent on her and obviously loves her very much.

Now i switch gears to Sox and Celts....Go BOSTON!

Later....

Now, where were we?

Okay, we took the RV (Jacks in a Box) to the Chester Fairgrounds for the agility trial weekend. We only screwed up once...when we tried to get in the wrong gate. The guy who runs the grounds said we could fit...but we are kind of attached to the side view mirrors, so we decided to not force the "bus" through that small hole.

We had to unhook the car, unhook the towing dolly and drive the car through the gate and the rig backed up and went around to the other...big...gate.

I think I have already written about how the rig was wonderful when it poured rain all day Saturday and how much I loved being able to lie in the AC when it got so hot on Sunday. So, I won't bore y'all with that again.

We have been busy buying more stuff for the RV....a step for outside, when the steps are raised up due to leveling...sometimes you really have to climb to get to the first step...this step sits on the ground and helps with this problem.

We also got a boot tray which we quickly learned we needed when it was pouring out and we were coming in with wet, muddy shoes. We also got a fold up clothesline...it will fit in the shower or we can put it outside. Picked up a small air compressor, a voltage meter (to check the electricity at the sites we go to); more silverware, and a grab bar for the shower.

The place is looking good. Of course, Sandy had to buy all new kennels, doggie beds and doggie blankets...the "old" ones just wouldn't do, obviously. Oh well, it doesn't break the bank and it all looks good.

We took the rig to the local RV campground in Lisbon, to dump the poop tank. Sandy was all worried about this job and was driving me nuts. So, we took a Sunday drive and went over there--Ross Hill Road Campground. We loved the place! So nice and neat and the lady was very friendly. We are thinking about camping there, in a site next to the Quinebaug River some weekend. Just to get away. We can bring the kayaks and explore a part of the Quinebaug we have never been on. We could also invite our friends to come visit, have a meal with us...it's close enough for people to come on over. I'm thinking we will be doing this...soon.

Anyhoo, Sandy hooked up the hose to the poop tank, I set the other end in the dump tank hole and held it down tight. She held her end tight (we both had rubber gloves on) and pulled the lever, releasing the "load"....it went roaring down into the septic tank. Then she pulled the handle, releasing the gray water tank contents....this roared out also and while it traveled the length of the hose, it helped rinse out any remnants left from the "black tank." Then I went into the RV, fired up the generator, turned on the water pump, put some Dawn for dishes in the toilet, pumped the water a bit to get clean water and Dawn in the poop tank, ran clean water through the sink, into and out of the gray water tank and out the hose, rinsing it out with clean water.

We were professionals.

Sandy admitted later that she had been really stressing about doing this job and was extremely relieved that we accomplished the task successfully. We know that it won't always be that easy...we have heard horror stories about tanks that are higher than the RV, places where you have to run the hose over walls, etc. But our virgin experience was wonderfully easy and trouble-free.

We were going to take Jean to Maine this weekend, for Mother's Day and for her birthday. We always go to Maine this time of the year. This time we were taking her in the RV. Well, Nami (Jean's dog) came up to the house Sunday, went upstairs and apparently jumped off the bed (we didn't know any of this) and tore her knee....she had surgery on the other knee two years ago...had torn the MCL...this time it was "only" the CCL...whatever that is. She was operated on Tuesday and is coming home tomorrow, so Jean can't go to Maine.

We are still going and will be taking Truman, the seasoned traveller, with us. Should be fun. Hope to get some shopping done at Reny's and that place we found last time. Going to go back to the moccasin place too.

I finally got back in the gym yesterday. First time in ages. I did a little over an hour workout/stretch session. Came home energized, cleaned the house, made chicken dinner, etc. I have been making myself go to bed early and get up early and it's working. I have more energy now and feel better too.

I went to see my Nurse Practitioner yesterday and asked her to recommend a therapist for me. She thought I wanted a nutritionist because I had told her I was concerned about the weight I'm gaining. I told her, "no, I know how and what to eat, I'm doing emotional eating and I need to work on that."

I know it's time to see someone to talk about the whole cancer bit, all the stuff with Bob Miller and Wini and the pressure I'm feeling about that situation and anything else that comes up and I'm sure there is other stuff.

I enjoy therapy...I learn a lot about myself and I feel it really helps me. I recommend it to everyone and I know it's time for me to return to therapy.

I hiked up the stairs after I saw Kathleen, to the woman she recommended, she called her "Faith Hope"...turns out her name is Faith Marion...dunno where Kathleen got the Hope part, they found that to be funny, up there in the office where the woman works. Anyway, they couldn't make an appt for me because their computers were down! I called this AM to see if the computers were working and they still were out of commission. I told them I'd wait for their call.

Sandy got nervous when I told her I was going to go to therapy....guess she thought there was really something seriously wrong and maybe it was about her....NO! She should see a therapist about that kind of thinking.... Our relationship is stronger than ever.

I just want to be able to laugh like I used to. I haven't had a belly laugh in a long time. I think I've "numbed myself out" about the cancer and I know I need to get "in touch" with my feelings about it. I also have been in denial about my Dad and every time I see him I realize more and more what the future looks like for him and us.

Speaking of my Dad...I was going to take him home with me tonight, but Wini reported that she was feeling much better, had been able to sleep more and so we changed the plans. I went up and took them out to lunch at the sandwich place near the train station. Good sandwiches. Then I took Bob to the optician and got the nose piece put on his old glasses. As a matter of fact, the guy put two new nose pieces on. Bob had been wearing the glasses with the metal bracket for the nose piece sticking into his nose!

Then I bought new glasses for Bob. We designed some very lightweight frames for him, with temples that would hook around his ears. That way they will be less likely to slide off his face when he's working out in the yard...that's how he lost his glasses...they slipped off in the leaves and he was distracted and didn't look for them right away. They were lost forever. So, Bob will have new, fashionable frames in about two weeks.

Oh, and his vision is soooooo GOOD! I got a look at his prescription and I wish my eyes were that good! He's only a -2.00! C'mon!

Then we went back to the house and I called the phone company and discontinued his phone service. It was the end of an era. He has had that same phone number since 1978 when he married Loretta. It had to be done. He was paying every month for phone service he never used. He has a cell phone that he uses for long distance calls.

On my way home I stopped at Westview and picked up another application for admission. Wini can't find the one we got before. She is starting to lose things, forget things, confuse things...it's a real circus up there somedays.

The big accomplishment though was this: I have been trying to get Bob to take Tylenol Arthritis Formula with every meal, to keep his back pain down to a manageable level. Dr. Botta agreed and said he should keep the bottle right on the table so he remembers to take them. Wini and I have been feuding about this...she keeps insisting the doctor said Bob should take the pills "as needed." I point out that we are trying to keep the pain from getting to be too much...and he needs to take them whether he feels pain or not. Wini keeps saying "as needed"...but then wouldn't give them to Bob when he complained his back was hurting.

She wants him to ask for the pills...she doesn't want to "impose" anything on him. She is in denial about how much memory he has lost. He won't ask for the pills, because he forgets that he has pills!

I bought a bottle of the medicine, put it on the dining room table and told Wini and Bob that Dr. Botta said Bob should take them with every meal. She agreed (knock me over) and I was able to get Bob to take them with his lunch. I wonder if she remembered to have him take them with supper. Oh well...I have done what I can.

Wini is now sharing Bob's financial info with me, now that she knows that I have legal authority. Thank goodness for Bill St Onge, and Bob, who made these legal arrangements back in 2009. She will now listen to me when I ask her to hang onto his bills and bank statements/investment records when they come in the mail and show them to me when I come up. Bob is relieved that he doesn't have to handle his finances any more. Bob always suffered and hated doing the bills, banking, etc. Now he has handed it over to me...and oh, I have always hated that stuff too!

We talked again about Westview and getting his name on the list, which he agrees is a good idea. I also asked him to think about what he would want in his memorial service when he dies, what music, etc. He will think about it and we will talk again. I feel that I have to speed up these things as his memory is really failing. He couldn't tell me his favorite aria....maybe he will remember. Wini also talked to me about getting him a big grave stone...he would be buried with my Mom and she only has a flat stone. It keeps getting overgrown and it is difficult to find. Wini thinks that Bob's stone should be in keeping with what the rest of the people "in the neighborhood" (at the cemetery) have for headstones.

I don't know, but I think the reason we got a flat stone for my mother is because that's all they would let us get in that area...I have to check that out. If they let us get a bigger headstone, we will get one for both of them.

See, this is the stuff that has me in it's grip now. I have to deal with this stuff and my own stuff too. I need a therapist!

Okay...have to sign off and watch the Sox game. I'm worried about Gerry Remy...what is wrong with him, where is he? Is the cancer back? I don't know what's going on and it's driving me nuts! Anyone know?

Later!

Oh...here's a video of Todd running Rocky, on the day Rocky was stressed out. He settled down after this run. Look in the background and see the RV.....

Quick update and I'll write more later.

Suffice it to say that "Jacks in a Box" paid for itself last weekend at the agility trial! We appreciated its heat on Saturday and its air conditioning on Sunday. We had some troubles sleeping Friday night, but slept like logs on Saturday....we agree that the mattress is just right!

We did great getting it ready to go and did just fine driving up and back, despite the downpour we drove back in...Sandy did great. Good experience.

We look forward to taking the "big trip" to Maine next weekend. Can't wait!

More later....

Big day tomorrow...going to see Dr. McCourt for my CT scan and CA125 results. Hoping for the best of course.

Getting the "big rig" (we're going to have to come up with a name for it) ready for the weekend. It looks like it's going to rain all weekend, so we'll be enjoying the sound of rain pitter-pattering on the RV roof, instead of the tent!

Mary Anne came over for dinner tonight and Carol joined us. We had a great time, yakking and chowing down on Chinese food. Drank the Liebfraumilch that Trudy had sent over...first time I've ever had it...and I really liked it!

Janet and I went shopping for snacks/drinks for the volunteers at the trial. Spent $250 today and I still have to pick up bananas, apples, milk and creamer. We stocked up on water, coffee, tea and lots of chocolate....something agility people always appreciate.

Oh man, the Little Caballito just got called out and Francona got thrown out of the game. I can't stay up to watch this though. I have too much to do tomorrow before my appointment.

Anyway, not a long diatribe here to tonight...just a little update.

Later....