
Pillow Cat: Portrait Mode



Sunday is pill caddie day and I totally almost forgot!

Perfect week all around. Seven days, seven 30 minute work outs.

2.9 ounces of chicken. Lunch on the go.

I stopped at a CVS in Tewksbury. The one in Stadium Plaza.
Guess how many masks. Go on, guess.
Two, counting mine.
Guess how many staff were masked.
Zero. Goose egg. Zilch.
For the first time since my surgery, I ate take out tonight. It was just a couple of small chunks of grilled chicken and a couple of small scoops of baked potato, but it came from a restaurant and did not make me sick.
Victory is mine!
I haven’t tried every brand of sugar free popsicles on the market, but so far these are my favorites.

I even like the orange ones. How crazy is that?
I don’t know if this link is going to work. If it doesn’t, I’ll kill this post.
I tried to car music today and it was a dismal failure. I was pretty dehydrated last night and I think it carried over to this morning a little. My voice just didn’t work. I couldn’t hit pitches and I was cracking all over the place. I got half a song done. I think I’ll try again tomorrow, or maybe Monday.
