It’s after nine, so I hereby dub this the cheap champagne hour. The last three days call out for it, and that’s what I happen to have, so…

It was yesterday that one sister decided to drop by with unasked-for chicken, supplements and a bunch of suggestions which were actually insists. In the space of her brief visit, she managed to tell me how I was doing my yard wrong, my trash bagging wrong, I was wrong about what color my new living room drapes should be, and more.

This same sibling, a few weeks back, asked my opinion on something political, then asked me not to vote. She once, when the family was all staying at her house overnight, gave me instructions on how to go to the bathroom at her house. I don’t think she gave this instruction to anyone else in the family, just me.

I hope in my interactions with people that I don’t forget to show them respect, and that I avoid telling them what to do and how to do it as if they were mentally deficient.

But on to other events. Mike is having health problems and is afraid of either a stroke or that he’ll have to get a pacemaker. His condition is actually kind of a mystery, and the doctors haven’t found out yet what is going on. Lots of tests, therefore. I hope tonight he doesn’t have another bad night.


I might go watch some videos of Bernadette Banner on youtube sew some insanely perfect handseams in some Victorian outfit she’s making to wear. She’s obsessive and I like watching these.