Hello good people.
Hopefully everyone is somewhere safe and if possible, enjoyable.
It's a warm-ish Wednesday evening in my realm. All is quiet as All Hallows Eve π» πΉπΊπΊ winds to a close. In fact, it's been mostly quiet here all evening. I did hear a bit of commotion earlier, a dog barking and music but nothing outrageous.
No one knocked on my door for candy. Probably my porch light being off cued them in that there were no goodies to be given out here.
Halloween isn't a "holiday" I'm mad about. It was fun for a while, when I was in my late teens. My best friend and I would head uptown in our city, to an area that featured lots of festive fun for those who gathered.
It was quite a trek from our neighborhood, over an hour on the bus, but it was worth the trip. People literally mingled in the streets for hours, laughing, dancing, singing, eating, and drinking. π
Then we got older and Other Things took precedence, leaving us no time to participate in such frivolities.
*sigh*
I look back on those days fondly but not fondly enough to take Baby Bliss trick-or-treating when she was old enough.
Thank God for Mr. Bliss. π He loved all things festive and Baby Bliss benefitted immensely. For many years he took her to get her costume and out to collect candy. π«ππ¬
After we moved south and began home schooling, I did take her to Halloween parties given by other home schoolers who were her friends and peers.
They were fun if I recall correctly.
Daddy and I had an uneventful day. We've settled into a semi-routine. It varies depending on what time daddy gets up in the morning. Most days he's up by 8 a.m. If he isn't, I'll wake him. If he wasn't on medication and diabetic, it would be okay for him to sleep as late as he wants.
But he has to have his meds and meals properly spaced. I'm also monitoring his glucose levels (also known as "taking his sugar" or "checking his sugar") several times a day so that has to be factored in too.
We've been doing pretty good so far and I'm thankful.
Next week I'm hoping we can get to the mountains for a day. Before daddy got here, I was planning a beach vacation for him with Baby Bliss, my mom, and possibly Baby Bliss' fiancΓ©. But the hurricanes necessitated re-thinking that one.
I think a trip to the mountains will be a good substitute. We can eat and shop, enjoy the scenery and the fresh mountain air.
He said he wanted to go but I'll play it by ear. There's always the park at the lake if daddy isn't up to a day of travel and frolic.
Hopefully everyone is somewhere safe and if possible, enjoyable.
It's a warm-ish Wednesday evening in my realm. All is quiet as All Hallows Eve π» πΉπΊπΊ winds to a close. In fact, it's been mostly quiet here all evening. I did hear a bit of commotion earlier, a dog barking and music but nothing outrageous.
No one knocked on my door for candy. Probably my porch light being off cued them in that there were no goodies to be given out here.
Halloween isn't a "holiday" I'm mad about. It was fun for a while, when I was in my late teens. My best friend and I would head uptown in our city, to an area that featured lots of festive fun for those who gathered.
It was quite a trek from our neighborhood, over an hour on the bus, but it was worth the trip. People literally mingled in the streets for hours, laughing, dancing, singing, eating, and drinking. π
Then we got older and Other Things took precedence, leaving us no time to participate in such frivolities.
*sigh*
I look back on those days fondly but not fondly enough to take Baby Bliss trick-or-treating when she was old enough.
Thank God for Mr. Bliss. π He loved all things festive and Baby Bliss benefitted immensely. For many years he took her to get her costume and out to collect candy. π«ππ¬
After we moved south and began home schooling, I did take her to Halloween parties given by other home schoolers who were her friends and peers.
They were fun if I recall correctly.
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Daddy and I had an uneventful day. We've settled into a semi-routine. It varies depending on what time daddy gets up in the morning. Most days he's up by 8 a.m. If he isn't, I'll wake him. If he wasn't on medication and diabetic, it would be okay for him to sleep as late as he wants.
But he has to have his meds and meals properly spaced. I'm also monitoring his glucose levels (also known as "taking his sugar" or "checking his sugar") several times a day so that has to be factored in too.
We've been doing pretty good so far and I'm thankful.
Next week I'm hoping we can get to the mountains for a day. Before daddy got here, I was planning a beach vacation for him with Baby Bliss, my mom, and possibly Baby Bliss' fiancΓ©. But the hurricanes necessitated re-thinking that one.
I think a trip to the mountains will be a good substitute. We can eat and shop, enjoy the scenery and the fresh mountain air.
He said he wanted to go but I'll play it by ear. There's always the park at the lake if daddy isn't up to a day of travel and frolic.
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In other news, I got a call from my friend this morning. We talked for an hour. All is well.
Looks like I forgot to mention a visit from Baby Bliss and her intended. They dropped by on Saturday, to see my dad and get more of her things. πππ’πππΉπ€
Daddy was napping when they arrived so they visited with him in his room. He was happy to see them. π
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Looks like I forgot to mention a visit from Baby Bliss and her intended. They dropped by on Saturday, to see my dad and get more of her things. πππ’πππΉπ€
Daddy was napping when they arrived so they visited with him in his room. He was happy to see them. π
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