Okay, the new curtains are all up. The dining room and the kitchen ones went up with no trouble at all. In the living room it was a different story. I thought I could get by with the old curtain rods, but they just didn’t work at all so I drove down to Wal-Mart and found the kind that I needed. I don’t know why I think I can use the old when I know in my heart it isn’t going to work. My stalling and trying to use the old caused a delay of a day or two in my getting the house back in shape. Anyway, I am most happy with the results!

Today, I shampooed the living room rug. The dogs are definitely on my bad list. They are either getting senile, sneaky, or maybe I never did get them house broke. Anyway, there were enough little urine spots around to make it a bigger job than I had anticipated and to make me threaten them with diapers.

Now it is out to the hot tub for a dip in some luke warm water and a few relaxing bubbles before heading off to bed.

You are all wonderful allowing me this whining time during our hot, muggy days. I am back in a better mood thanks to all of your helpful comments and to Bob’s climbing onto the roof to recheck the work Air-Rite did on the swamp cooler and to re-adjust so that more water reached the pads. He also added a piece of cardboard to the vent in my office that deflects the air away from the doorway and toward my desk. Sometimes, I am in awe at the genuis of this man.

As I grow older, I realize why every one is concerned about the elderly and the effects of heat. Our town now has what they refer to as cool places for the elderly and disabled to gather when the temperature goes over 108 degrees.

I have continued to work out even though it is hot, but yesterday I stopped aerobics after about 45 minutes and just said, “Enough”. Then I went to Wal-Mart and power-walked twice around the highly air-conditioned store. I have always opposed the Super Wal-Mart that is in the proposal stage, but that walk just may have changed my thinking a little.

Also helping to change my attitude are our travel plans. Bob and I have numerous places to go starting with Wofford Heights to an Independence Day celebration and party that has become a tradition and which we always enjoy.

Following that, we have scheduled a week of Southern California fun interspersed with business, dental, and medical appointments. We start in Barstow, (Bob has a Veterans meeting there) then Palm Springs for a little gambling at their beautiful casino and to take some photos. This is in preparation of a Ship Reunion that he will be chairing in 2007. From there we head to Long Beach and the Aquarium of the Pacific and some shopping. Next to Torrance for our semi-annual Dental appointments and UCLA for check-ups.

Wow, see no whining and it is already 7AM and the birds are singing. I may make it through this desert summer yet.

It seems days since I have posted or even written anything. IT IS SIMPLY TOO DAMN HOT! I hate the desert in the summer and it looks like this is going to be one of the hottest. Triple digit all the way, I am guessing. Worse yet, there are clouds and ofcourse dreaded humidity with them. All of this puts me in a depressed mood. There isn’t even a good air-conditioned movie to break the mood.

Yes, the air conditioner is on, but the cool air seems to be in the living room, dining room and kitchen. My office remains in the 80’s no matter what I do. Besides, the swamp cooler doesn’t work when it is humid and when I turn the AC on all I hear in my mind is kerchunk, kerchunk. It is the sound of Southern California Edison’s cash register as the dollars go flying out the window and into their coffer.

So I am headed to the living room to quietly sulk and maybe get a few more chapters of Elizabeth Berg’s book,
The Art of Mending, under my belt. Promise to get back to writing soon. I feel better already. Whining can be a good thing!

I want to thank all of you for supporting and encouraging me in the writing of these letters to my unborn twin grand babies. To read the first one go to Little Fishies #1. The following is my second letter written at about the time the twins were still at the blastocyst stage. There is much to marvel and to think about in pregnancy and birth and these are some of my musings as to when the soul enters the body. I am humbled by my lack of spiritual and religious knowledge and find great joy in my need to wonder in grand motherly amazement. As I wrote this, I felt a strong connection to the earth, the heavens, and the spirit.

My Little Fishies,

And with those words I look into the mystical night sky and send my wish sailing to the nearest star. Little Fishies, I wish when it is time for your souls to leave heaven, they come quickly, without hesitation, and with purpose. For you, body and soul combined, are loved and celebrated!

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Although, I thought it would never get completed I love the new tile and am so glad that it is in place. A special thanks to Linda’s mom, Joan for her help in picking out the color. So here are the photos I promised to post. Now I am off to shop for new curtains for the dining room and kitchen. =-) You will need to click on the photos to see before and after.