Maybe
Maybe it will put out some rain or maybe it won’t. Not taking a chance, the newly seeded ground did get a soaking.
Errands took me out and about. The Lewis Drug’s temporary location was busy. Ground has been broke for the new facility out near the hospital adjacent to the four lane Highway #60. Another nugget of news is that the vacant Shopko building will be having Sunshine Foods grocery store moved in by the fall. It will be nice to have some competition with the Super Fair Grocery.
My errands took me to the library. First time ever picking out books from the “larger print” isles. Yup, it will seem like a long time until August 5th when I will have a cataract removed from my right eye. 20/60 is not a good level, making the left eye pull extra hard. It brings me much comfort to have the same specialist do the cataract surgery that has done both eyes when I had torn retinas in times past. The cataract surgery does call for a pre-op physical within 30 days of August 5th. I have that already nailed down. For the eye surgery we need to travel only as far as 15 miles down the highway to the Madelia hospital. Dennis will be able to take a snooze for several hours before he drives me home.
Not such a serious surgery as it was in times of old when Grandma Laura had her eyes done in the 1960s. They had small sand bags tucked on either side of her head when she laid down to keep the head still and being still lasted for a long time. Yes, modern medicine is amazing.
I spent some time going through fabric stashes and lo and behold, I found a piece of print fabric that my mom, Lena, had pieced together for a quilt batting. My gosh, I measured it and it was 98″ x 108″. I don’t think my pinwheel quilt will be quite that large. It will be good to use it.
Dennis just toddled in and I hear pill bottles being rattled. That tells me supper time is getting close. Tonight it is a hamburger patty topped with cheese, onions and a slice of bacon. Bread is optional.
We still are under a thunderstorm warning. The weather system can’t quite decide . . . so . . . maybe.