88 degrees with 73% humidity. They say it feels like 100, but I haven't gone outside to verify that. There are remnants of the wannabe tropical storm out there so it is likely to be pouring soon.

Ha! As I finished typing the sentence it started to pour.

Not even 10am and it has been a morning. Didn't fall asleep until after midnight (and not due to fun having, just couldn't sleep), woke up at 3am, snoozed until 6:00. Drove CJ to ARP so he can learn to drive the trucks. Hit the grocery store and brought everything home. Went back out to the pharmacy and Petco. Now I'm home and want to try to get a nap in cause...exhausted.

And I can't find my phone. I am sure I dropped it on my bed as I unloaded stuff but now it is hiding. If any of you have my cell number, would you give me a call? I'm hoping the ringer is on. I know it was on yesterday and I didn't go anywhere that I would have turned it off.

Anyway, if you can call, I'd really appreciate it.

You guys are incredibly sweet! I just got the gift certificate in the mail, and the email about the donation to the SPD. SO NICE!!

I just went to the library, so now I feel like it's sticky out, although it's still only 74, both degrees and percent humidity.

I am a little uncomfortable saying this, but I have seen a lot of thank you'd for gifts I would have donated to, but I never knew people were doing it. Is there some sort of list I have fallen off of? Or perhaps it is because I don't post as much? Anyhow, I would love to be included in these things.

Me too, Sophia

And my phone has reappeared. I blame the cats. Actually just Noodle, the brat.

Somebody should organize a basic list of emails -- I think the last two times, it was sort of spur of the moment, and off the top of your head, with people adding names ad hoc. I'll see what I can do this coming week.

Yeah, I think it's always ad hoc, which means not universal.

91 degrees - 59% humidity. it's already hot.

Me too, Sophia.

When my dad had his heart attack in Mexico, the staff not only made great food, they asked what he liked and cooked some things special. My mom still talks about it.

When I had kidney surgery at age 8, my cousin brought me a McDonald's cheeseburger and I was the happiest kid in the ward. I remember reading somewhere that studies have actually shown that people heal faster if they are given food with a little salt and fat in it - i.e. FLAVOR - because they eat more and have more calories to spend on getting better. The standard no-fat-no-salt-no-sugar hospital food diet was having the opposite of its intended effect because people just weren't eating enough.