Aw, Hell.

Well, let’s see what I can find to put in the positivity category. Ok. Well.

Raul Malo died.

Ernie’s kidney disease is now Stage Five.

My mind is scattered as fuck and I don’t have the energy to deal with decorating the Christmas tree.

I believe that was 0 for 4 for the positivity category. Or maybe 0 for 3, I don’t know.

Cabbage, white bean and salsa leftovers topped with fried egg.

Watching the Mavericks tribute to Raul concerts.

Our standard chicken thighs, sweet potatoes and greens.

I can’t write about Raul right now. Maybe later.

I felt irritable all day yesterday and woke up that way today. Not with anybody in particular or anything in particular, apart from cancer I suppose.

I just spent a stupid amount of money on a water bottle that will track how much Ernie drinks. Hah! The poor man. I know I drive him crazy sometimes. However if he’s gonna get himself pushed to Stage 5 Kidney Disease then I’m gonna track every god damn sip of water he puts in his mouth. And there are going to be a LOT of them.

Look at my beautiful new rollator. Her name is Jonesy. My friend Kathleen found her for me at Salt and Light. She also told me not to name it after her. Heh. Look how neatly she folds up too!

Aw, hell. That’s all I’ve got today.

Onward.

Love,
Cynthia