Weather, Or Not

I was in a text convo with Bonny about what we could/should do, if anything when there was another knock at the door. It was Jim. 'can you come see?'. This is how he always starts. So I said sure. And I opened the door to his apartment and his TV was on and there was a football game on it!!! His care giver had come and just hit the power button.

In retrospect, it kind of makes sense. I assumed this TV was on and had just blipped off which is what it had done in the past and, in the past, a simple unplug/replug fixed it. This time it did not fix it. Because, apparently, it was not turned on.

Holy fuck and thankyoujesus for care givers!

Also, I'm kind of impressed (and grateful) that he came to tell me. Now I am going to go enjoy the day!

Before she even had surgery, I should have sent her a list of my current phone games. But, certainly when she first mentioned playing games on her phone but no... it took me days and now she's nearly recovered. So I'm just posting these links here. These are the games I play on my phone every day. And, yes, I should do something useful with my time but I don't so there. Android only.

• This is a match 3 tile game that has way too many ads and videos but whatever. It's built on the coin system and they want you to buy coins, save coins, score coins. Like Spiffikns, I just ignore coins. This game is still in rotation because it changes about every 3 or 4 days - new tiles, new backgrounds, and even, every month or so, new sounds.
• This is another match 3 tile game that does not change nearly enough but does have one single daily puzzle which I do and then move on with my life.
• I do the daily puzzle on this one, every day, as well and nothing more. But, I've done it now every day for years. I like it because you can change the tile sets. I'm currently doing flags.
• This is another one game a day - every night. I mainly keep it up because it counts the days for me. I've only been doing it for 321 days. I only do 2 suits.
• This is one I actually play most often. It's plain old Klondike solitaire but... It has Adventures! Where you work up a drawing doing various Klondikes (3 card - 1 time, 1 card - 3 times, 1 card - infinite times, etc.) And it is beautifully simple in design and structure.
• This is another favorite - gin rummy but without the theatrics. It's fast and it's simple and it's smart. And it has various levels and very low key rewards.

And in other news. I saw this on YouTube last night - mayo omelette and tried it this morning. One egg, 1 tablespoon of mayo whipped together. Into a ramekin or bowl - nuke for 1 minute. Turn it upside down onto a plate. It is really pretty and very light and delicious!! Better if you grease the bowl (or spray it) but I didn't and it was fine. This was really just flat out good. I also had a piece of toast. The toast took longer, start to finish, than the omelette!

Apparently we're in a bit of a truce situation here aka cat food. They both ate their full and ate a lot and no whining. Biggie's not even out here begging for a treat. I'm sure this is a one day fluke but yeah?

The sun is out but I already got my swim in so I don't care. Soon, however, it's going to be a real issue and I haven't figured out what to do about it. Damn sun.

My brother and nephew are coming in June. The centerpiece of the visit are the 3 Mariner/RedSox games. Two on Saturday and one on Sunday. Except, they have now moved the Saturday afternoon game to Friday. This is good news and bad. The U.S. v. Austrailia World cup game is also Friday in a stadium 1/2 block from the Mariner game. It starts mid-day. So, hopefully, by the time we get to the Mariner game - 6ish, there will be lots of parking recently vacated. Hopefully. It's going to be a mad house regardless but my brother is very 'don't worry, be happy, it will all work out' about the whole thing and I trust him so ok. We have tickets. And, by the time June gets here, the picture of good options will be more clear.

In my mind, wearing short sleeves t-shirts, print or solid, under buttoned down oversized shirts, is a thing I like. I have a fair number for the shirts. But, I never wear them. I've just gotten too used to knitted, stretchy fabric. I wore one of the shirts yesterday and felt like someone had me pinned down. I think all those shirts are going to be rehomed. It will give the closet some nice breathing room.

I had a bit of a conundrum over this Trump drug program. It is advertised as lower drug prices directly from the manufacturer and includes Wegovy. Before I even looked, I had a debate about what I would do if the price is lower than what I'm paying. How could I possibly put my money into one of his programs and live with myself. Turns out, nothing burger. The price on his website is exactly what I'm paying with NovoCare. So he's giving me the sleeves from his vest. And they don't fit.

I might pop over to the Dollar Store today. Maybe.

So way back when I first started this Wegovy thing, I was quite twitchy about using NovoCare. They communicate via texts - no account set up, etc. No warm and fuzzy emails telling me they have my order. Initially, it was even weirder. I tried to call the number I was given 'for questions' and ended up on hold for nearly and hour, twice, before I gave up.

Yesterday on the eve of my third dose, I was wondering how the refill will happen. On my box, it tells me I have 3 refills and I do have the RX number and a different phone number to call. So I tried again. This time it was answered nearly immediately by a woman who instantly looked up my account and transferred me to the pharmacy - also answered immediately by a nice guy who said I would get another text with a link 'here, I'll go ahead and send it now' and he did. I clicked and paid and selected a delivery date. Still no warm and fuzzies, no account set up. Nothing. They just send me a text every time. But at least now I know the phone thing works.

Third shot in. Got to use the leg with the numb spot this time. That's my fav. My doctor said it would make my brain think my stomach was full. Reddit says I will feel less compelled to eat. Both of these are proving to be true. The first week or so I figured it was psychosomatic (I think everything is). But, now I'm 'getting' it. I am eating less. And I'm perfectly fine with it. I know what eating less and wishing I could eat more feels like and this isn't that. This is different. And expensive. Assuming I keep on using Wegovy once a week and the coverage doesn't change (my insurance does not cover it - but NovoCare goes me a deal), this will end up costing me right at $11 a day. (The per day price is a bit easier to swallow than the per month.) At least I can afford it.

Biggie and Julio are not happy. Biggie has been sitting next to his food bowl for 30 minutes. His food bowl has food in it. But he wants dry kibble. At least he's not pestering me for treats yet.

Myrna died one year ago tomorrow.

Volleyball was good. I have to go down to the lounge and meet with Harriet at 9:30 to go over next week's agenda. I'm still naked under my robe. I really need to put clothes on before I meet her.

Will today be a $300 vet visit (scan and checkup and ALL CLEAR!!) or a $2,500 (scan and surgery) vet visit? Arugh. But the second hardest part is getting the gabapentin into Biggie and that has been done. Not easy. He takes 3 pills a day and I can pretty much get those into him without issue but the gabapentin is in a capsule and it just does not want to go in. But, it's now done and I still have all my fingers so that's a win?

He's currently passed out in the closet where I hope he stays because if he gets into one of his beds under my bed, it will be a bitch to get him out and into the carrier. It's 8:30 now and his appointment is 10:15.

I had a lovely swim this morning. I listen to music while I swim and most of my music is pre-concert stuff that was played on the radio so the songs are all about 3 minutes long. I do about 100 yards in 3 minutes (it's actually a little under that but hey, I'm rounding). So 100 yards per song. It's a nice way to count. FYI Katy Ledecki does more than 100 yards in 1 minute but I don't think she listens to music. hahahahaha

One of the guys I play volleyball with is Wally. Wally just turned 90. He'd be skiing again this winter if we had any fucking snow. He's a rather spry 90. Anyway, last weekend, his two great grandsons were here and they played in the pool and banged the volleyball around. He said they had a great time. I've been thinking about that. The kids are 13 and 15. Imagine two young boys being forced to visit really old people in a 'home' but, yet, getting to play with their great grandfather in the pool. What fabulous memories they will have.

And on the other end of the scale... when someone dies here they put out their photo with their birth and death dates. I always check their birth year to make sure they were way older than me. I was born in the 40's and usually it's 20's or 30's so whew. BUT this week some dude died who was only 4 years older than me. That's crossing a line there.

Guess I'll go do some chores til vet time.

These days in the Pacific Northwest are rainy and cloudy in the morning and sun shiney in the afternoons. Kind of perfect. And perfect for swimming but I think I'm going to pass today just because. Maybe.

On Sundays I generally stay in my apartment (Bonny calls it hibernating) and enjoy the heck out of that. And some Mondays, like today, I just want more. I don't have anywhere I need to go except maybe downstairs to pick up Amazon packages. If they come to the lockers, I pick them up. If they are dropped off at the front desk, they get delivered in the afternoons. I never know until they get here which way they are going. Usually it's lockers, but sometimes...

My latest obsession is makers on YouTube. I watch on my TV. There's the one very excellent guy, Pask Makes, from Australia who does fascinating work and makes great videos about them. He has a ton of videos and he's fascinating. And it seems way more productive than my previous obsession with watching Instagram videos of small children speaking in British accents. (Chances are they are actually British and not cheeky American or Canadian children with great linguistic chops but who really knows???)

I am caught up in the weirdest book. And I can't quit it. I'm a bully killer no personal life loaner thriller kind of reader. When I want something light, I go for a police procedural. This book is characterized as 'delightfully charming' something I am pretty sure I've been vaccinated against. And, yet... One sentence leads to the next and I have lost my will to stop. The Road to Tender Hearts by Annie Hartnett.

So I have plenty of entertainment and not massive chores that need doing and no one who's counting on me for anything. Perfect.