Hullo. Gray, cool day here and I'm not feeling motivated, at all. That is weird, because I had a great run this morning which usually invigorates me, but not today. I came home yesterday feeling yucky. I was unhappy with the crazy one, but more so with the powers that be that let her do what ever she wants and I get to clean up behind her. I also had a headache (get them every day now) and my arm hurt where the CT dye was injected. And I got a email from the union saying my employer is expected all nurses to take a 32 hours of furlough time in the month of July. Which is weird, because they just hired 2 more nurses. So I ate a snack when I got home, and drank a beer, and then something I never do, had a second beer. After that, I just couldn't keep my eyes open and laid down for a nap. I woke up thinking it was the next day, and looked at the time and couldn't believe I'd slept 12 hours! Well, I didn't. I slept 1 hour, . But I got up and had some left over chicken tiki masala for dinner, and went back to bed.
Herring, the pork chops sound wonderful. Growing up, my father would never eat pork, so my mother never cooked it. A neighbor would bring over a cooked pork chop for my mom occasionally and I thought it tasted amazing. Mom said dad ate so much salt pork when he was young that he wouldn't never eat it again.
Sinbad! I remember seeing those movies as a child and loving them. Perhaps I will check out Svengoolie tonight.
Tweety, when I read your posts it makes me afraid for my old co-workers at the hospital. The positives in our county are not needing acute care, but I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop. On Facebook people are bragging about how they are beating the corona virus as they build herd immunity. Foolish, in my opinion.
Hang in there Stars. Hi Amo, and Dianah and Ted.