One of my "hamster" friends (who shall remain nameless, but he retired last year and moved to Alabama, the skunk) mentioned that he likes catching up on things by reading my blog...except he is bored with my entries about my grandchildren. So I decided that I would write about something else tonight.
Well.......let's see.....um.....hmmm.... I'm sure there is SOMETHING I can write about. Let me think. This might take awhile....
We had an "informal" weather net late this afternoon. (Informal means that the National Weather Service didn't ask us to call it up, but it was called up anyway.) I was on my way to pick up...uh...those little persons that live in my house, and take them for Kdg. night at Chick-fil-A for dinner...so I wasn't on the net long. When I returned home, it was Tuesday evening net time, but the repeater wasn't working. Don't know what happened to it, but I am assuming that the weather did something to it. We had our evening net on another repeater--and it took some doodling with the buttons on the base radio to figger out how to get to it. We haven't had more than 2 or 3 weather nets all summer, so I'm not sure anyone remembered what to do! Rain has been at a premium...
Another of my ham friends, KB9RDO, mentioned on the radio this morning that I should be more diligent in monitoring my blood pressure. That caused me to look up the "clipped brain aneurysm" on Google, just to see what my risks are. What I read shows that I am a very lucky duck to be normal. I also noted that the clip can move...and that there are other risks (minor and rare) for another aneurysm to occur. Still, the thought of going through the whole thing again has caused me to consider that I need to get serious about losing weight and taking better care of myself. I don't know where to start! I'm already behind in paperwork at school, the calendar is filling up fast with activities that require me, my house is an obstacle course, AND, I am not getting enough valuable sleep. There are a lot of decisions that need to be made, and I can't make them. Dr. Phil, where are you when I need you?!
I think my bedmate has finally crashed. I hope we don't have another morning like this morning was in preparation for job/school departure. It wasn't fun! Tomorrow is another day...
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