Well I am blogging earlier today, hopefully so that I can get to bed earlier, yeah yeah, you've heard it all before. Well I am gradually getting back into the old routine. Yesterday I went and had my hair cut in the morning.I have thick, fine hair, and it's better short as it has a slight wave. If I don't blow dry it when it gets a bit longer it's a nightmare, and as I prefer wash and wear hair, and my shoulder aches from the blowdrying, when it gets to a certain length I don't feel human till it has been cut. I have had it longer in the past, but last time I tried to grow it my dear Mum arrived for a visit and announced how much older it made me look. My Mum was never a diplomat bless her. My offspring know where I get my tact from!
Feeling like a new woman, and no woolly hat to flatten style, I ventured into town. I didn't buy much, as I wanted to get the bus back. The bus was just leaving, but the driver kindly pulled over and let me on.
In the afternoon I went to visit an elderly friend who is nearly 92 and in a nursing home since breaking his hip last summer. He startled me at first by asking how I had found him and was there a notice up on the underground, and had I locked the door? But I think he must have been dozing and dreaming as he became quite lucid, and we chatted over a cuppa, and he prayed with me quite lucidly before I left.
On the way home I passed husband who was just leaving home for his dental appointment. Unfortunately he has another infection under another crown, and needs more root canal treatment. This is his 3rd lot of antibiotics.
We relaxed in the evening with a free DVD from the Mail, a Joan Hickson Miss Marple.
I decided to skip the cocodamol last night, but did not sleep well, I just could not get comfortable.
Today I drove to Sainsbury's, and spent about double what I spent when I brought back all I could carry. I met a friend whose husband is on chemo, and we chatted for a while. We haven't caught up for ages, they tend to dash off after church for fear of any type of infection, and she has to take him to the hospital, so is missing ladies meeting too. I treated myself to some mini daffs, to remind me spring will soon be here.
This afternoon, parent and toddler group restarted, and we hadn't even finished our prayer time before the excited tots started pouring in. I was doing craft and ended up with sparkling fingers and a feather sticking to my trousers. Watching them rushing around and their enthusiasm for the singing time, I wished that I could bottle some of their energy.
It was very cold when I came out, but no white stuff. I popped into the Old High Street,and stocked up on toppers in the card craft shop, then had a browse in my favourite antique/curio shop. I didn't buy anything, but it's nice to see what they have in. Husband is collecting silver salt spoons, at least they are small, unlike his other collections. No wonder our surname rhymes with squirrel.
The Old High Street was very quiet, it is mostly specialist shops,hairdressers and restaurants these days. I expect that they suffered in the recent bad weather. I have to go and make some pastry, soon as I use the leftover chicken for a chicken and bacon pie, but I just have the filling.
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