It's Good To Feel Chipper Again

August 16, 2013

Good morning.  The sun is shining and it is a bit on the cool side, but it is early yet.  Pogo and I are at work so we won't be able to go out and play in this beautiful weather until later this afternoon.  I am feeling much better yesterday and today, so maybe the new medicine is working.  Gosh, it feels good not to feel crappy all day.

My blood pressure has been coming down slowly, and my pulse has been going up. This morning my pulse has finally reached normal.  Woo Hoo!  I will keep monitoring my vitals until I go next week for my follow up visit with the doctor.  I'm sure he will be pleased with my progress.

Yesterday, Pogo and I had quite a busy day.  It started off in the morning with a trip to the bank, and then the Post Office.  We grabbed a quick bite (Peanut butter & jelly, what else?) and headed for Pogo's appointment at the beauty salon.  Once Pogo was settled in there, I went to my appointment at the nail salon.  My hands may be wrinkly, but I like to have pretty fingernails.

This morning I found another gorgeous surprise in my email.  Kyra sent me another beautiful scrapbook page.  This one features a dragonfly.  Kyra, the background and the rose cluster are awesome.  Thank you so much my friend.

I have a photo to share of two dragonflies resting on my fence.  It's not so easy to get a photo with more than one dragonfly in it.  They more so quickly and as soon as the camera is focused, one of the dragonflies has flown off.

This next photo is leaves that are curled up asleep and covered with rain drops.  I just thought it was rather unusual. 

And last I have a photo of a pretty pink rose bud.  One of the rose bushes is covered with new buds and blossoms. 

Pogo is acting rather weird this morning.  He keeps jumping up for me to pick him up.  Then he wants to  get down.  Also, he keeps staring into the dining room as though there were someone in there.  Of course, there is no one there but he won't listen to me.  On top of all this, he keeps whining as if he wants something.  Alas, I have no clue what his problem is.  I sometimes wish that doggies could talk.

It's almost time for the Mrs to be waking, so I'd best get started making her breakfast.  So, till tomorrow, Y'all have a fantabulous day.

Hugs, Edna B.