Yea, it is 11am sharp and I am still in my pj and robe. Both Hardy and Billy arw with me. Whiskey is in the den off the kitchen.

I am in the front living room.

I may cook a spaghetti carbonara for tonight. I have to go buy parmesan.

The day is sola today as hubby goes to work. Sola with my pets. :)

A cop siren is heard on austin avenue. I feel good in our abode but I should clean more. A dog is barking like mad in the distance. Billy is still a bit itchy. I may re shampoo him today instead of waiting for tomorrow.  I have not given him any benadryl today. 

This sola day is or has a touch of sad contemplation: I have alienated two more friends. This illness is terrible for social relations. I Thank god for those still in my life and for my parents.

UPDATE

I am eating salted shelled peanuts from planters, my Grandma's company of peanuts she used to buy. Taste throwback! I am dressed by now. I so LOOOOVED these maternal grandparents. They were the best I could have asked for. So kind, christian and loving. I miss them sometimes but I am glad I still recall them so well and fondly.