Today I noticed how quickly my elder friend tired out.
To be honest she looked pooped before we ever left the house.
One dental appointment, and a stop to get a watch battery just about did her in.
We stopped at Popeye's for some fried chicken and I suspect she'll fall into bed and sleep for the rest of the day.
She's losing weight too.
I have an arthritic thumb that is giving me fits from cutting and sewing. I knocked it this morning and when I said "ow" Mary told me what her father used to tell her. "Don't cry, Pie. It'll feel so much better when it stops hurting." A far cry from what my father used to say, "let's cut it off and let it drip in a bucket." Funny how things come back to you when you least expect it.
My father's birthday is coming up. And Mother's Day. Wish I could take my pillow and blankie and lie down next to their headstone. The National Cemetery is pretty picky about what is left on the graves. I'm not sure, but I bet the rules say no napping.
Today I'm grateful for the cool breeze. No A/C. It could be a long hot summer.