Ted is getting home made cinnamon rolls for breakfast and I am having a tablespoon of peanut butter and a fuji apple.
Lots of Kona coffee as well. I have been eating like there is
no tomorrow and I need to be able to get into all those
cruise clothes.

I was musing today about last names. My maiden name was
Smedley which always makes me think of the butler in a P.G.
Wodhouse novel. The most satisfactory last name was with
my most unsatisfactory husband. It was White. Everyone
could spell it and it provoked no comments. His horrible behavior is a legend in our family. We think he may possibly be dead by now. My second husband died about
two years ago and my first husband has Alzhiemers.

I made a lot of bad choices and life is all about choices. Some of them just take guts to get out of. I tell the girls
that all the time. I see our Sara heading in the direction of marriage with a weak young man who has little going for him
and nothing her mother or I can say removes the blinders
from her pretty blue eyes.

Oh well, sht happens.