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Early morning salutations from my gently sleeping town in Snoozeville Calif. A yawning caverness outpost of Good Intentions, Ltd.

I was listening to a Tom Jones concert but i can't focus. So now im listening to classical music for sleeping.

The midnight binge has ended. I had fritos, corn, melon. I am having a problem with food again. By itself i struggle to keep the ch at a steady level. The slogging is helping heaps. So what's the prob, bob?

It's junk food. You know, the tasty stuff so good for snacking that's high in salt, sugar, and carbs. We have a mole in the house and his name is mr x. He keeps buying cookies. Cookies that he doesn't intend to eat. Once opened they pray on my mind.

Today i told him no more cheetohs. Later i checked snack box and there're two more bags of ernie keebler! Choc grahams and fudge striped. He doesn't like these. He loves his plain nilla wafers.

Is he insane? Is he trying to kill me? If i were not here to do all this desky work, he would have Big Problems. He knows i have ch. We are not supposed to be eating this stuff like an extra food group.

I gained another pound. I am now 5# up. See how they add up? One pound here, one pound there. Anyway i wanted to see how much he paid for that Dave's killer bread. 6.19 that's high. He bought two. That's over 12 and a half bucks for two loaves. That sounds excessively high. I checked store ad and another bread was selling for 2.29 i haven't been shopping recently so am not current with prices. I don't know about this. I just want a bread for pbj. He says he can't eat gluten so he was getting sprouted bread. But this daves isn't even that.

So i was not pleased the bread was so expensive. Then i noticed another item. He bought two ice creams! Oh wow. I have totally banned that for me. I cannot have ice cream cause i can't control myself. I have downed practically a quart before. I couldn't believe he did this. Now him eating the ice cream by himself is fine. He needs to put on wt. But do not expect me to eat it. He hasn't told me either. It's prob in garage freezer hidden somewhere and he plans to spring it on me as a happy surprise. I am not happy about it. I had to move the bmi needle and now I'm past the middle of normal mark heading to overweight.

Im going to triumph over this tho. Ill use up the calories doing chores. Im going to have an ensure before din to curb my appetite.

My net was down the whole afternoon. I ended up reading mags and that bombeck book and listening to the radio. Better hit it and plan my day. Im going for productive. That's the only way to fly.

Greetings from my hand packed town in Breyersville Ca A frosty community of masked marauders. The front door is open. It's stuffy and im stuffed. I eat like a pink Turkey with her head in a bucket. What was this gustatory delight tonight? Mr xs din was penne pasta, veg polenta, and the corn i cooked up. I put the corn aside. Too carby. Then there was a tangerine, 2 stella doro cookies, and fritos. I can't move. I dislike having an appetite that controls me. It should be the other way around.

Anyway, today was very productive. There's this 3' pile of folders, mags etc stacked on floor against cafe table. It's become a tripping hazard. I detest the sight of it. Today it went down. I piled it on couch and went at it. Now there's a seedling pile of clipboards and a couple books. Much better. I also read some newspaper that collected.

Then i got a box and pulled out all the devices under the table. Phones, tablets, cds. Got to go thru those.

Then mr x bought 6 corn. And a new melon. I cooked up the corn and cut up more melon. It's a good one.

Then finished up Hitchcock secret agent. 1936. Starred John gielgud and Robert young. It was a really dated movie with the accommodations, soldiers outfits, etc. Then i read gielguds bio. I had never seen him act but had heard of him. He's now sir John gielgud. Premier Shakespearean actor of the time. Extensive career.

But, Shakespeare? Really? For the average working man in the 20s n 30s? You want to watch a Shakespearean stage play? Have they even read it? Maybe they did back then. I wouldn't unless forced. And in college i took some Shakespeare class and read some of them. I had to watch a hamlet film too. I find the language so distracting. Whitherest thou goest, pray tell. It wasn't my fav class. But im glad to have been introduced. It's a definite literary touch stone.

Evening salutations from my construction happening town of Woodpecker Acres CA A high decibel borough on the west side. Vegas is on. It was cooler today and my slog was much better. Later made up more pbj witches and cut up the new melon. It was good, tho it had a thick rind. Hard to cut.

I'm wearing my summer shirt! Got to put it in rotation. Maybe it's time for some melon or at least ensure. Mr x made salmon, rice, veg for din. He's still on a cooking binge. That's quite fine with me. I finished a 1934 movie regarding newspaper office. Maybe I'll watch a Hitchcock movie?

Good evening, wrong san! I thoroughly enjoyed your 4th of July tales. Sounds like an old fashioned 4th. No, i saw no fireworks here. They are illegal nowadays but that didn't stop the pickalo petes from setting stuff off all night.

Of course in the past i used to do fireworks. Everyone did. All the dads would be in the st trying to outdo each other. We kids got the sparklers, snakes, and small things. I loved doing the snakes on my folks pristine walkway. And they didn't say anything. They'd have to see that black smudge for weeks till the sun bleached it out.

I take exception how things have changed now. We did fireworks, we didn't wear helmets to ride a bike, we didn't wear spf. Boys called each other out and fought. Maybe they were suspended, maybe not. Now they've banned everything. Did that make things better? No, now you've got rage shooting. People need to be able to let off steam. Anyway, i just try to immerse myself in books and videos and stay out of this brave new world.

Amazon prime July books came out. Usually i have a hard time picking. This time i don't like the selections. I have to get to my own books. But im not.

I had a very productive desky. Got Amazon statements caught up. Did the mail. Now i have bank statements to work on. I have some clothes to mend. Grabbed empty egg carton and picked the threads.That's the main slow down. Now when I'm ready i can just start sewing.

But tomorrow is a slog day. I added my minutes and figure i do 4.5 hrs of exercise a week. There's a certain minimum threshold docs recommend. Have to find it to see if i pass the mustard.

Bro has been finding old pics and sending me them. They are blasts from the past, some of them. There was my 8th grade grad dress. It was white. I was wearing a flower. I was one of the 8 something validictorian speakers. I can't believe i gave a speech in front of an auditorium. Later in college i had to do some oral presentation. I got stage fright and my voice wouldn't come out. After that i avoided any class that mentioned oral talks.

Mr wrong, don't you have the downy fuzz on your head? That felt nice. Like a pink baby chick. Like peeps:)

Hot dogs. Yum. And bbq ones smell the best.

Well, i better catch some zs. They ran away with the spoon.

Did you see any fireworks close up? I did. Just small stuff. Nothing like the big stuff shot off at stadiums. But still entertaining. One particular firework was the size of a cherry, but when lit, it emitted surprisingly bright flashes of light. I was thinking it would be useful as a roadside warning device during hours of darkness.

Spent the 4th at a bbq hosted by the neighbors of my sister in laws family. Nice folks. They had a husky dog that was quite congenial. As an act of gratitude, doggy received bbq goodies from yours truly. Doggies name was Hydro. Kids chose the name.

Sis in laws nephews got a little out of hand when they threw handfuls of dirt on my nearly bald head. I wondered if five year olds could be put into juvenile hall.

I'm kidding. Relax.

They're just kids acting like kids, and we all know kids are really just drunken mini adults. But I very much enjoyed the food, especially the hot dogs.

After the bbq, sis in law treated brother and I with Dilly bars from Dairy Queen. We prefer Blizzards, but the Blizzard machine was busted. More First World problems.

Greetings from my Still Standing Town in Eltonsville CA A well established subsidiary of Rocketman Industries, Ltd. I bet there are a lot of fireworks wrappers scattered around.

Today is my work day and i better get going. Mr x has been talking at me for almost 2.5 hrs and my motivation to get up and get going is sinking like a pink rock. He is exhausting. Is this what it's like to have kids? Constant talk, constant questions. I can feel my hair turning gray.

But, i shall persevere. This is like a player scooping the ball off the ground. Admittedly, im lying on the couch. This must signal i am idle and must be disturbed. So ill do up my hair and trudge off to my ball n chain desky. He doesn't bother me then. He imagines Very Important Things are being done.

See you on the other side of a productive day.

Greetings from my popping fresh town in Boomsville CA. A small, safe but sane, enclave nestled on the western most coast of U.S.A. No official fireworks. In the past if you looked intently out the front door, you might be rewarded with colorful sights.

Today was a slog day. Pretty hot but no headache. That's strange but nice. Also my ch was high after. Usually it'd be low. I read up on it. It does rise after exercise.

We're almost finished with the watermelon. Mr x will replenish soon. Im thinking about this rum dole whip recipe i saw. It's tempting me.

Bionic man is on. Dinner was chicken parmigiana and veg. Now i have to answer ems. Night!

Another night in Baghdad. That's what a nabe wrote on next door (nd). Fireworks continue nightly. It's perplexing the heck out of our nabes. I don't mind that much. It's not that close. But others have dogs that freak out. They say vans are going around, setting them, then taking off. It's an odd rebellious behavior. Not akin to tipping cows.

Today Wally needed my ministrations. I served him a 3 hour meal. Then i took a nap. Then i worked to dislodge the blockage to my closet. I was able to get in. Im still looking for my tee that says summer. I only wear it during summer so i better find the darn thing.

I ran across the bin of slightly tight clothes. Tried on the corduroy shorts of which i have a bunch. I can button it but not bend over. It's a heartening sign tho. All these slog days are helping.

Mr xs din today was brown rice stuffed red pepper and veg. And that's all the news thats fit to print.

Cooler skies prevail over my fireworked town in the sleepy suburbs of Drowseville, U.S.A.

I just took a tums. Still have persistent tum ache. And im getting ready to slog. Not feeling inspired, but that's not the point, eh Watson? Waiting for mr x to come back in. He's watering or something outside. He has to color my back with spf stick. He just said it's cold n windy. Well. Maybe ill have a better slog. All these heat defying days ive been out in struggling to complete the course.

I had a very productive desky yesterday. Worked 2.5 hours on it.

Better get going. Fill up my water supplies, walk the grounds for monsieur ugly sightings.

See you later, alligator.

Overcast skies drift across my stagnant town in Loafsville CA A rising young suburb in the burgeoning U.S. of A. It is garbage day. Mr x met Corona nabe outside. He wanted to put some cuttings in our grass bin.

It's a work day. Ive been trying to clear my desky area. I work on dining table. Every rectangular inch is covered with piles o paper, candles, and various flotsam n jetsam. Underneath the table are more stacks of files and folders. And containers of crayons, pens, tape. It's my work station but sorely needs attention.

I take this small bucket and put random out of place items. Been dismantling those. I shall continue. I need to do desky. Those statements are still waiting and more arrive daily. It's like a conveyor belt of stuff and it's become a mountain. A mountain of misery.

Im having my strawberry chocolate Joe. Im kind of tired but will hoist myself on the chair. Mails piled up, of course. I had finally bought another 15# bag of brown rice. Now i have to slowly wash it. Container by container. Mr x seems to be vacating the bottom shelf of the freezer.

I rarely take a day off where i do nothing. Right now ive been alternating slogging, desky/chores, or feeding Wally. My goal would be to finish everything and just be able to slide on my pink laurels but i guess that won't happen. Mail comes, dust happens. It makes me want to just lie back on this sofa and scroll the net. But i can't. Ill do up my hair, pick a necklace, and start. Maybe ill even light a candle. It's not hot enough to put on fan. And im trying to use up my candle collection. Ok here i launch myself ready to git er done, son.