Checking In

I am here, but I have nothing to say. I'm hard pressed to even remember what I did this week. I guess I called my mother and my sister, talked to my son and daughter and grandchildren. I took exercise walks and got back into my exercise routines. I read the newspaper, worked the puzzles, read Newsweek and Time, watched Keith and Rachel on MSNBC, watched a few new TV shows and the new season openers of "House" and "Grey"s Anatomy". I am full of information, much of it disturbing. I rant at the TV and radio, but it's all being said out there and my voice would only add to the din. Two words: health care. I'm trying to have patience admidst the insanity. Here's news! The mayor of Mount Vernon, a city north of Seattle, is honoring a native son by giving him the key to the city. Glen Beck! OMG! I started a new book, To Kill A Mockingbird, which is really an old book, but one I have never read and thought I should. I helped clean house, cooked meals, paid bills, and picked flowers. Just the ordinary stuff. The sun is still shining, and I'm sort of lazy, still. Maybe next week it will rain and I'll get busy on something.