I'm grateful my neck and surrounding muscles (which I must have laid on wrong the night before last) have stopped hurting as much as they were. I worked out anyway yesterday morning and hoped for relief with that sort of "therapy" but no.
Oldest son is here and that is always good. I made roasted chicken with a savory yellow rice and a side of green peas (what other color would you expect, Carole??) and man, that was good! There will be no leftovers for him to take home today. He did his laundry and that's all ready to go. We always enjoy a visit and he enjoys being pampered a little with my cooking. He has his usual..biscuits, cherry preserves, bacon and eggs and orange juice this morning. Yummy.
The Admiral says that when someone mentioned that the mouseie she caught and killed a few days ago may have been what was making her play the trumpet and sound the meow horn all night for a week. I feel I have to agree as she has gone back to her usual shouting out from 6 a.m. onward now. Thank heavens. I had the worst 6 nights in my history while she sounded off ALL night long. It was the "night (and day) of the walking dead around here where *I* was concerned. Her..she slept all day. Me, I couldn't.
The middle and my grandson will be here next Wednesday late for the Thanksgiving holidays. This year we are all invited over and actually going to my ex husband's place for dinner on Thanksgiving. Less work for me. :-) Unbelievable that another year has come and gone. Good grief.