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2000:  Look to the Rainbow
2001:  Sing Australia
2002:  A Kick in the Pants ... A Shot in the Arm
2003:  Snowballs
2004:  The Psychic Dog
2005:  Little Sacrifices

2006: A Moveable Feast
2007: The Blue Screen of Death
2008: Basic Human Rights
2009:  How Obsessive am I?
2010:  A Davis Happening
2011:  Go Bears
2012: Champs and Other Sports Stuff
God's Laughing

2014: Three for Three
2015  Finally Gelato
2016: Perpetual Motion
 Halloween for Old People
Emotional Day
2019: Tommy

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October 30, 2020

As it turns out, Criminal Minds is a better sleeping pill than NCIS.  I went to sleep at 10:30 last night and slept my usual 3 hours, waking up a bit after 1:30.  I went back to the family room, settled into the recliner, turned on Criminal Minds and snuggled under my 2 blankets.  The nice thing about watching these shows on NETFLIX is that (a)  there are no commercials, and (b) the next episode starts automatically when the current episode ends, so no need to do any remote control work at all.  I fell asleep almost instantly, slept for 2 hours, staggered back into the living room under the warm blankets on the couch, fell back asleep and slept until 7:30.  My god...that's a full night of sleep.  Whatever will I do with myself?  Will I even need a nap today?

The cat has learned how to go up and down the cat ladder and did it by herself with minimal encouragement today, so Ned is just letting her roam as she wants.  They haven't even locked Polly inside.  She hasn't figured out that the cat is loose, so that's a situation that will come up eventually, but for now the cat is an indoor/outdoor cat and we haven't seen much of the squirrels.

The coronavirus has changed a lot of our lives, some for good (maybe), much for bad.  After making "hugs" a part of our life since knowing Brasilians, it's terrible that hugs are no longer part of our lives.  Handshakes are no longer part of our lives.  It's elbows or virtual hugs.  We are losing our personal connection with our friends. 

I went to the dentist earlier this week and when I left the office, Shelly (of "Ellen and Shelly") was sitting there, with her mask on, waiting for her appointment.  Ellen has been dead for five months now and I know Shelly is lonely.  All I wanted to do was give her a big hug, but I could not do that and could not find words to substitute for that, especially not thru masks since my hearing is not all that good any more.  She and I have exchanged emails in the past five months, but this was the first time I'd seen her and felt guilty that there was nothing more I could do than greet her.

The weather has turned chilly and at 11 a.m., I had to put on a sweater.  As I put it on, I realized I've probably been wearing this sweater for at least 30 years.  I'm not a shopper.  Especially not now when I don't leave the house, so who do I need to look good for?  I look terrible in everything (to my eyes) so there is no point in shopping for clothes and the only reason I buy anything new is because the clothes I've been wearing for 20 years are finally wearing out.  I only buy black pants so no matter what I wear it all looks like I'm wearing the same thing.  The largest pants in fat lady store I have visited are too small for me.  I've ordered pants on line, in a size larger than I think I need and they don't fit.  I have two lovely pairs of pants that I bought a few years ago that don't fit and I never think about returning  them (now that Ned is here, I can order and return, because Marta does that all the time and he knows where to take things to send them back). 


I got an ornament for our Christmas tree.   The last thing we need is a new ornament...and the last thing we need is something to remind us of 2020, but as a theater critic, I couldn't pass this one up when I saw it advertised.

It just says it all!


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