Interesting Things to Do

If you get to see The Wendy Williams Show, do, once.  You might learn how to keep your thighs shut with your legs crossed in the miniest of minis.  Another thing I've experienced is reading Redbook page by page.  There is going to an online Jones New York shopping site soon.  I'm hoping to win a shopping spree and spend it all the first day the site goes up.  I'm also recommending that Jones get a better server.  Now I'm watching a 1933 Barbara Stanwyck movie that I've never seen before; I thought I'd seen them all.  It's even got Father Knows Best in it.

To get me to my place in front of the TV, I've taken a sponge bath.  It was rather amazing and a bit shameful how quickly the water in the sink got dirty.  It reminds of a Friends episode where Monica praises the virtues of tub baths to which Chandler responds, something to the effect, "Stew in your own filth."  Tomorrow I'm going to persuade Pkin to wrap my feet in plastic and stand me up in the shower.  If this were an x-rated site, I would consider showing you.

I think the biggest imposition of my recovery has been on the kitties.  They are unable to sleep their usual uninterrupted 10 hours a day.  I think their hair is falling out because of the stress, or maybe it's just because they are kitties.  I've been watching my hair - it's approaching the really needing color phase.  We shall see.  Mom's here!