Dirty Air
The harvest dust is in the air. Though the county road past our home is concrete, the semis do rouse up dust.
The farmers are hitting it hard. Much different than when implements needed to be pulled through mud at harvest time.
This forenoon I had a haircut and pedicure appointment at 11:30. It was enjoyed to no end. Maria made out an appointment card for us in November. I am sure Dennis will be front and center for that one.
From Maria’s I went to the Lewis Drug for one of my prescriptions: $3.84 is not too hard to part with.
We did get mail from BlueCross/Blue Shield today. Our Senior Gold policy is going up $21.00 for each of us per month. I was expecting some kind of hike.
I was out and about and my next stop was room 105 to check on my ole cowboy. He reported he is not taking anything for pain. From the sound of it there is no shortage of table talk with other fellows at meal time. That’s a very good thing. His spirit is high and he looks good . . . but of course he would.
When I left at two this afternoon, Dennis was watching the History Channel. I did notice that the eyelids were getting heavy.
I got the huge cabinet cleared out yesterday out of Dennis’ bedroom. The grandsons are coming tomorrow. I have the remainder of the afternoon off. I am going to head to my rocking chair.
With that I will take my leave. ♥