Market Day

Tuesday, we went to the store and bought things while the present ad is good. My milk was $3.99/half gallon. Tommy bought 4, so a savings of $4. His gallon was also $3.99. He bought Chips Ahoy and I was so disappointed. He triumphantly told me he got the last package. That was sweet and thoughtful. Of course, I ate some. Six hours later they are still hurting my stomach. 

I had him buy three more quarts of strawberries--3/$10. He got bread he forgot yesterday. 

The weekly market was today. We decided to chance going, hoping it would not rain. It only started raining when we drove up. I really did not want Tommy to get out, so I urged him to wait. We finally got a parking place where our favorite vendor is. I opened my umbrella and stuck it out the window to shield me from the rain so I could get one of the women's attention to tell her what we wanted to buy--strawberry lemonade, two cups of yellow squash, cup of tomatoes, all for $21. Tomorrow, I will make squash casserole and freeze one cup. 

As we sat there waiting, a woman was leaving and stepping off the curb in the rain. She just disappeared and made a sound and a thud. Everyone was horrified and rushed to her. I wanted to get out to help her up. Now, you know what a foolish thought that was. Finally, with much effort, three or four women helped her up and she almost fell again! 

I called out to one of the vendors we needed. I told her when she got through with customers we needed items, that we could barely walk. She said she would do it right then.  All her customers were gone by then. Everyone was hanging around watching the woman on the ground.

Luckily, the rain quit as we were leaving, with only drops now and then on the windshield. And, it held off all the way home. Tommy had left his walker outside the house. There was no rain in our neighborhood, thankfully. 

Since my number shows as 'unknown' when I call someone, my friends don't pick up and answer. Verizon undid that. For some reason, my phone does not have the capability to block numbers. And, they raised the bill instead of lowering it. So, Tommy will take it to Verizon to straighten it out. 

I was going to sleep a bit ago. But, acid reflux was too bad. It is still a problem sitting up, so the raised head of the bed would have been useless right now. Earlier I took about three sips of strawberry lemonade. That and the Chips Ahoy earlier are hurting me. I have been awake since 2 am. It is 8 pm now. UGH!

Tommy and I were talking. I decided getting the right amount of sleep was more important than sleeping at the 'right' time of day. He concurred. 

We went next door and drove into the driveway to see if we could see if the dogs were gone yet. Well, one dog was in the yard next to carport, looking through the fence. He is the yappy one. It was pitiful. He stood there tentatively wagging his tale. It was not an excited wag, but a wag like he was wondering if something was going to happen. I suppose the other big hound is there, too. I suppose they won't remove the dogs until the guys come to mow the rest of the yard.

It has been much cooler outdoors, so my flowers are looking happy. The heat will be back too soon. This respite is lovely. 

What goodies have you gotten from your farmer's market? 

Do you ever suffer from acid reflux?

Catching Up and Maybe a Heart Attack or Reflux

 Thursday

When Tommy did the brushing for me, I had to turn onto my stomach. The bed is so saggy and lumpy that lying on my stomach is very uncomfortable. I was thrashing around trying to turn back onto my back. The mattress still moves off the bed. I told Tommy to hold my hand and help me. Well, my feet never could stick to the carpet, so I was sliding as though on ice. He kept pulling after I told him to stop. I was getting hysterical because I would not be able to get up when I sat on the floor.

All the rolling around on the bed and struggling not to fall upset my stomach so that I had awful reflux, I finally got to the living room and my chair. I thought I was going to throw up and was salivating. Then, my chest started hurting. I truly thought I was having a heart attack. But, reflecting on the reflux occurring, I held on and moaned and groaned while wanting to throw up. After sitting up half the night, I finally felt i could go to bed without more reflux. 

Friday

Tommy found the Christmas tree box. He brought that and the artificial poinsettia into the living room.

I tried on the three pair of house shoes we brought home from Belk's. None fit. So, back they go.

Dinner was chicken sandwich with BBQ sauce and slaw. 

Tommy has really changed his mind about fast food. We no longer go to Hardee's for the sausage and biscuit. He won't carry food to eat in the car....until today.

I bought some red Rubbermaid  (I think) plastic boxes about the size for a sandwich. He was not happy I bought them because we have so many storage boxes. But, they are not just the right size for a sandwich. I have carried the square glass snaplock ones. But, they are so heavy and breakable. These were bogo, too.  Today, I was making a sandwich to eat in the car while we had a wait. He came in with a box with a sandwich for himself. He always asks me if we should take drinks. Well, I would have to go to the bathroom, so said, "No." He decided not to carry a Diet Pepsi, either. 

If we are out and I say I am hungry, he gets me whatever I want. So, he is not being stingy with me or himself.  It takes him a while to take up my good habits. But, he picks up my bad habits immediately.

Friday night, we were up when it turned to Dec 9, his birthday, so I sang Happy Birthday to him. I have gotten him nothing because we never got to Tiger Rag. It is so far. I told him I would buy dinner for him wherever, but won't go in. He was fine with that. 

On Saturday, we are going to go to the parade. I cannot sleep and my left leg is swelling and itching so I just came in here to the laptop. We won't be shopping for him because the weather will be bad tomorrow. Well, that was the forecast.