change is hard.. Ok..stream of conscienceness (can't spell that) here.
The old fart (formerly referred to as the professional painter) that we hired to paint the upstairs hall and the kitchen ceiling, showed up once for four hrs..did an ok job on the kitchen ceiling....left all of his "stuff" here and hasn't returned. Keeps calling with excuses that make me feel awful for doubting his sincereity...wife in hospital, wife home, wife back in hospital...he keeps calling me by the wrong name...Mrs So n So..makes me wonder if he is really off painting someone elses house but then he must have a double set of "stuff". He is holding up my parade because I'm wanting to wallpaper when he is done...if he is ever done.

I did pass the physical for the insurance yesterday....have lost 11 pounds!
And worked all day in the yard...our trashman is gonna hate me!

Froggy you were so right about the So.Beach diet....it works!

Now what I really want to know is where our Billie is.....