The Social Ramble

I think it was Satchel Paige who said that "the social ramble ain't restful." Indeed. First I had a delightful and delicious breakfast with pal Babz, during which all worldly issues were discussed, dissected and, you'll be happy to know, resolved. This evening I again saw The Queen, still a breathtaking tour de force for both Helen Mirren and Stephen Frears, the director. Then a lovely dinner with my monthly out-to-dinner group.

Jim, in the meanwhile, had another good day. He spent alot of time sitting and reading in the sunshine streaming through the glass sliders in the den. He took a long nap and was still up when I came in this evening at about 8:30. More progress each day. He tried the orange jello he made yesterday but didn't like the taste. Or rather, said it had NO taste at all. He'll try again tomorrow. As the doc said, every day the taste buds recover a little bit and things that were sour or sweet yesterday will taste completely different today. How exciting. It's like discovering a whole new category of foods every day, even they're the same things over and over. Tomorrow morning we are going to experiment with runny scrambled eggs. Yummy.