Anybody else remember that old Donny and Marie duet from their TV show? White bread Motown. If that doesn’t make you grin, or at least giggle, you might be a little bit snarky, too.
I’m feeling much better this morning, although I just realized that I forgot to take my second dose of Mucinex-D last night.
General Conference was amazing, again, yesterday. Between the morning session and the afternoon session, I watched the segment from Saturday night’s priesthood session, wherein the prophet lovingly and gently lit into the single brethren who are reluctant to marry (or remarry). Elder Scott brought up the topic again yesterday.
It will be interesting to see if any male hearts have been softened or changed locally. I have a couple of male friends *cough*Brother Yummy*cough* to whom that chastisement applies, a couple more who are patiently working out their issues, and then there is the new guy, who thoroughly enjoyed both talks, because he is being obedient. He had fun stirring things up on the FB group over the weekend. I had fun helping.
I started watching movies last night, while frogging and reworking the hat I am making for Fourthborn’s Fiancé. One was a British film, filled with colorful language that I mostly-ignored until there was one crisply-enunciated phrase I recognized, so out it came. Followed with another movie that I liked very much when I saw it several years ago, but bingo! there was that same expression (neither of them the F-bomb, but a taking of the Lord’s name in vain, and after eight hours of Conference addresses, I was sensitized to that sort of nonsense). Out it came. In went the Zeffirelli Romeo and Juliet, which is visually sumptuous and not a knitting movie, and what-with the prednisone, just not what I was in the mood for. I got a little snarky on FB.
The end-of-day prednisone dosage was half that of the two preceding nights. It was easier to get to sleep, my dreams were less screwy, and I got four uninterrupted hours of sleep. I am cautiously optimistic about this day, especially since it is raining cats and dogs and little fishes out there, with thunder and lightning and audible spattering out on the front porch. I know where my raincoat is, and where my umbrella is. We need this rain so much. I think I read yesterday that we are about 5” below normal for this time of year. Maybe we will catch up this week, and maybe it will fall slowly and steadily so the earth has a chance to soak it up without flooding.
Oh man, it’s hitting the windows sideways now. Cool!
- Four years into widowhood, after one year of incredible happiness and nearly 14 years of single blessedness. Have given up perfect manicures and pretty hands in order to resume playing the soprano recorder and to see if I can figure out how to play bluegrass banjo. Singing in the shower. Still really, *really* love to knit!