Saturday

Well, even colder last night. I had to destroy the beautiful plant Fleta gave me for my birthday. Then I put the succulent Helen gave me in the beautiful pot. Helen loved that plant.  I think it’s called A Million Mothers. I cut it all off and I had to use loppers. It was huge. All I planted was the roots and a small stalk about 2 inches long. There were a bunch of the “babies” , but they’ll likely die. I repotted the Fire-plant that Sig and Logan gifted me. I love it. I had it in a rusty bucket. I put it in a pot. If the Mom plant dies, I’ll put my fire-plant in the pretty pot Fleta gave me. It weighs 50 pounds. I’m not kidding. It is so heavy. I was afraid I would break it getting in the house. I sort of rolled it in tilted as I could not lift it. Dirt is all under my finger nails. I am not much of a farmer. 

Beautiful plant deceased…but I sat my mum in the gut tub. It’ll last for a while longer.

Ada has the strangest spelling tests. No words to study. I think Erin said this was an ing and open ending vowel test. The word she missed was pond. I can’t spell well at all because we just memorized words and regurgitated them.  She does not know what words will be on her test. I bet she’ll be a better speller than her Gigi. Laura is a good speller. I remember several grades she never missed a word and I really don’t remember having her spell the words for me. I recall practicing with Erin, who is a better speller than I am, too.

I have started this book. And I am liking it. Kingsolver is a good writer. Phillipa Gregory has a new book—Queen Witch or Witch Queen…forget which. I want to read it. I’ll request it at my favorite library.

The book I read, All That’s Unseen, wasn’t all that great. Connie rates hers…I’ll give it a 6 out of 10. I could read it, and sometimes I can’t even get through them.

Margie Miller, my old Blog friend, has total dementia and is in a nursing home. Her son said it’s 100 percent. I guess you don’t know anything then. I’ve never heard of a percentage with dementia. I was glad to discover her fate. Her son and granddaughter responded on her blog. Oh, I think my dementia is just 10 percent but advancing. 😢