Good Morning People! Outside, the temp is a comfortable 63 and the sun is supposed to shine all day. We have the same forecast for tomorrow, too. In fact, the forecast for the next 3 days is nice. Tomorrow I'm going to wack weeds and mow grass. We're not supposed to get any rain again until Saturday, when we're supposed to get another drenching.
I talked to my friend Justin about coming to trim back the holly bush I have out front. Because he's 6 feet, 6 inches, he'll be able to cut back the top and I will not climb up on a ladder. A word of advice to everyone out there, make sure you have at least one tall friend.
I drove down to Lebanon yesterday to go over my bloodwork with my new primary care physician, Dr. Rai, pronounced rye. He's a very nice gent in in mid-40s. That's a good thing. I'm tired of having my doctors retire on me. As for my bloodwork, I'd already looked at the results. He asked if I wanted to continue with testing my PSA and I told him I didn't think it was necessary. The big bugaboo was my blood sugar. It's high... sort of... 138. This has always been an issue. I am not overly concerned. It's a genetic thing. My sister's is diabetic. She laughed at that number, telling me, "that's low." Since this is a "been there, done that," situation, I know how to get my sugar back to acceptable levels: less grazing, more exercise. What joy.
Besides the doctor's visit, yesterday was a necessary day away from news and social media. I played video games and watched TV. There is so much bad going on in the world right now, breaking away for a day was such a joy.
The oregano I have growing on the windowsill has teeny, tiny flowers.