3/3/14
I have had two classes in the park. I got very sick the first time, did only half, came home and nursed myself. Second time, I paced the action, did a bit less than given, worked the whole hour and was tired but happy. However. I developed a sick headache and a driving hunger that have hung on all week. Was it the class? Did I push a compromised nerve (you know ï‚– as we age, our vertebrae press on various nerves) and am still suffering the consequences?

The park people are reforming the class -- from now on it will be "yogalatees" -- a combination of Pilates and Yoga. And they have raised the price from $5 to $10. And the Pilates teacher is leaving, so someone else will be teaching. I'll try it but if I get sick again, I'll have to rethink the whole thing.

When I ordered essential oils for my spider vein recipe, I got some literature, went on some sites, found out more about different oils and how they help various ailments. I had some lavender oil left over from the recipe, and rubbed it on my temples as recommended and the headache goes away. But if I am too active, it comes back. So I use the oil again. It is helping.

I recommend anyone interested in homeopathic remedies to go on oil-testimonials.com. Sign on or not (free), search for reviews on a particular ailment and read testimonials, get some tips for what ails ya. There are enthusiastic users who say these remedies have done wonders for them.
Meanwhile, I’ve been using the recipe for the spider veins  no real change yet. I am hopeful and the message is hang in, these things take time.

This morning Ed and I drove in separate cars to the body shop so the guy could repaint the fender on the Hyundai I scraped when I backed into the mail box. There is also some schmutz on a hubcap that Elvis (the guy) said he would try to smooth off. Ed went into his sour face and I just kept out of it. He’ll be bringing this up as the years go by. I am truly blessed.

I have more energy as I am sleeping better so I am doing more about solving some annoying problems around the house. One is the proliferation of shoes and no room for them. So while we were at BJ’s, I bought a stainless steel shoe rack  a pole with four trays. (Ed said where will we put it?! And I said I have a spot and I do.) Ed went to do guardian stuff after we dropped off the Hyundai and left me auto-less. On my own, I opened the box and assembled the rack all by myself. I can’t wait till Ed sees it. He’ll be bowled over. For some reason, and I still haven't figured this out, he thinks I am helpless.

Did I mention that when I drove myself to the DMV to renew my driver's license, he did a song and dance about how he would drive me, and then come back to pick me up? I said "Sha, baby, I'll be fine." Really.

Anyway, the shoe caddy is one thing less he’ll have to do and he might not have gotten to it for another week. The master assembler curses and mutters and curmudges through any such effort.

Earlier I bought a stainless steel cart on line. It is really great, but I made a fatal error. It is too big to use in the house for what I had envisioned as a serving cart to move things from kitchen to dining table. I’ll use it in the garage to carry large loads of groceries from the car to indoors. But I am annoyed that I still have no convenience for the kitchen and any such purchase has, now, to wait its turn. Ed put it together  it was tricky and definitely I couldn't have done this one. He did his curse/mutter thing, but eventually solved it.

Ed decided yesterday that he would replace his burned out desk lamp and we stopped at several places on our way to BJ’s but it was all junk. While we were at Bed, Bath & Beyond, we saw a Keurig display and wound up buying one of its newest versions and Ed got a $40 discount because the saleswoman liked him. It now sits in its box waiting for us to figure it out. When I have rested after the morning’s labors, I will set it out on the counter. Who knows, maybe I’ll perform another miracle.

And I am looking forward to a lunch this Wednesday, where Ed and a couple of key contacts from a major local hospital where he is guardian advocate, will discuss the way to handle guardianships. Ed's lawyer, Pam, will be there, and the key exec, with whom we had dinner two weeks ago, asked me to come and I said, if it wasn't inappropriate for me to be there, that I'd be happy to. He's very conservative, he knows I am center/left -- we disagree but we really like each other.

xx, Teal