FOR TODAY January 30, 2012
Outside my window… dusk. It was in the 50’s or 60’s today, I think. It was shirt-sleeve weather at least.
I am thinking… about ABA stuff for this Friday.
I am thankful… for the weekend with my mom in San Jose and that Daniel responded so well to her working with him.
In the kitchen… Crystal Light Peach Tea. (Haven’t figured out dinner yet.)
I am wearing… charcoal grey shirt from Lady Foot Locker and navy sweats.
I am creating… this entry.
I am going… nowhere until Wednesday if I have any say in the matter.
I am wondering… if the stuff my doctor gave me this morning will stop the lingering cough from the Mutant Death Cold that I had at Thanksgiving (and that landed Daniel in the hospital). His theory is that my blood pressure medication (Lisinopril) is likely causing it but put me on an antibiotic (Doxycycline) because I’m asthmatic and he’s afraid of bronchitis sprouting in me.
I am reading… Inheritance by Christopher Paolini. I’m probably within 30 pages of the end but I don’t get much quiet reading time and didn’t finish it at lunch today.
I am hoping… I sleep tonight. I haven’t really gotten any sleep for a week and it made the power outage this morning throw me for a loop. (A transformer blew a few blocks away and 1300 people lost power. The weird thing is that those across the street didn’t and I don’t think my next door neighbors did.)
I am looking forward to… Ladies’ Night Out on Wednesday as well as “Hart of Dixie” on TV tonight.
Around the house… Jon cleaned while I was gone this weekend. I’m thankful for this.
I am pondering… waaaaay too many things right now.
One of my favorite things… pesto bagels with garlic shmear from the bagel shop near my parents’ house. Unfortunately, I didn’t make it over there on Sunday before they closed. Rats!
A few plans for the rest of the week: PT tomorrow, speech and Ladies’ Night Out on Wednesday, OT on Thursday, and the ABA home visit along with my massage on Friday. Jon also has a couple funerals this week.
A peek into my day… This is Trail Kitty, my parents’ sissy Maine Coon cat. He’s a handsome boy but is afraid of his own (raccoon) tail. I got some petting time with him this weekend before he took off for his loft in the garage.
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