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Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: R

It was difficult to find photos that fit the requirements for this challenge—starts with R and has at least 6 letters.


A typewriter operates by means of keys that strike a ribbon to transmit ink or carbon impressions onto paper. –Wikipedia

Old Royal manual typewriter.

This was on offer at a flea market in Bloomington.


observant; needful; mindful

self at clark

Self-portrait in Clark Street apartment.



I’m looking at the crowded kitchen counter. The get-well flowers my dear friends sent are slowly fading. The yellow tulips have closed.  The purple ones that might be lilies are past their prime, but their color remains. I should capture this color combination for a palette.  I hate to throw them away, but I have to. The metal vase they are in is nice, but we don’t really have room for such decorative objects so it will probably go to Goodwill.

 Flowers in metal vase. 
Two toasters sit to the left of the stove. No one uses the toaster oven but I can’t bring myself to part with it. The two-slice toaster does all of our toasting. We should ditch the toaster oven. It wastes space.

A George Foreman grille is to the right of the stove next to the coffee maker. Both of these stay. The spice rack is next in line. There are many jars of spices in the cabinet, so the spice rack is also wasting precious counter space. It should go.

The microwave is a must. 

There’s a nice pantry in the kitchen. It’s disorganized and almost dog treat dominated. I want to take some cans to the food bank, but I never get around to it. We could eat some of the food. Canned items aren’t so bad if you rinse the sodium away. We must take inventory and determine what’s good and bad.

The dish cabinets need a purge. The refrigerator needs a purge, and it needs to be a new side by side model. This refrigerator is not configured in the way I need it to be.

 Open. refridgerator 
Food preparation is going to be a major part of my life as someone with MS. I’m going to keep myself nourished with healthy food. I will cook like I’ve always wanted to cook. Thus, the kitchen has to be as workable as it can be. It’s just not a great kitchen, but it’s the one one I have.

My whole world must be re-configured if I’m going to live a good life with this condition I’ve been granted.

I’m up for the challenge! Check out the info I’m collecting about food in Pearltrees.

Wake Up Feet

I guess this is day 3 of rehab.

Sleep was choppy last night, but I’ve had choppy sleep for years. I used to say that I haven slept well on a consistent basis since 1978. Had I begun blogging as a child in the 70s I might be able to back up that statement. Now I say it just for effect. 

These are my feet. They move fine, but feel like stone. Am I becoming Thing from Fantastic Four? This was an excuse to use the Boomerang app.

  Had some occupational therapy this morning. Arm pedal, 2 lb. shoulder presses, no brain stuff. Later I’ll have to do some sort of puzzle activity.

The doc is reducing the muscle relaxer that I took yesterday by 50% so I won’t fall asleep so quickly. I’ll take the full dose to get sleep at night. I might be able to sleep well when I get home with this drug. Even with Sadie being a bed hog all night.

   And with Riley doing what he does.


I did some stuff on the Wii today. My balance is a mess! I walked without the walker, and I walked backward. I think my neurons are finding a way to make new connections.

The therapist I saw yesterday and today seems to be under the impression that I’m going to continue to need to use the walker. I intend to leave here without using it. He’s good at what he does, but the other guy seems to have more faith in me. These people don’t understand how much I’ve been dealing with this for the last several years.

Too sleepy to finish my paper today.  Maybe can try later.

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