summertime

Well, it's here over a month before the official beginning.  It was almost 90 here today with a decent breeze which kept things comfy in the shade.  I have things to plant in Johnny's box but I'm not doing that until I get a hose nearby.  Tomorrow is payday so maybe it will be in the budget.  My 100 ft hose with a fancy wand is stuck til death do they part so I'll just have to put up with the leak and move it accordingly.  Heavy duty lifting!  Took my garbage to the curb this afternoon and I am trying to adjust to the heat.  It takes awhile when it's been spring for a minute.  I am encouraged by my latest kidney function results.  I haven't seen a GFR close to 40 in a year.  

Dinner is in process which will be cheese ravioli smothered in spaghetti sauce and Italian cheese.  Two pans.  One for now and one for the freezer.  If you're gonna heat up the house with cooking might as well do it in one spurt.  Joy and I visited her BFF today and sat in rockers on her front porch all lined up in a row.  They hold hands and talk about the old days and love each other to the moon and back.  That's what I want when I'm 90.

I am well aware of the havoc in not just this country, but the world.  Gas is four plus bucks a gallon.  Bread will go up by 38%

because of the Ukrainian wheat sitting on Russia's ships.  Covid is still rampant.  And the powers that be can't do a damn thing about it.  No, it's not Biden's fault.  It's the way of this greedy war mongering world.

I read about the corrections officer who planned this elaborate escape with the love of her life from the jail.  When things started closing in on her for the decisions she made, she shot herself.  I can't say for sure, but I think I would have too.  There was no other way out except for life in prison.  Her boyfriend will go back to jail and she's history.  How freakin' sad is that.

Y'all be blessed ^j^