Thank God for easy foods like Barber chicken and instant mashed potato... it makes dinner easy and Betty likes it.  She eats so much when she is here but like a bird in a restaurant.  Habits die hard and she built that into her narrative years ago so that she looked like she hardly ate a thing.  I wish we could get her to have more veggies when we are not there but summer comes soon enough.


I am suffering from some stomach thing... either my acid reflux is worse or the hiatal hernia is worse or BOTH.  I had such pain today I told Bob I was afraid it was my heart.  That is not a good plan because then he gets mad, his reaction to fear, and I get worse because now I have made him mad.  I actually rushed home so I could have my heart attack at home.  LOL!  Really what is happening is stress.  TOTAL STRESS!  I can't sleep at night between the pain and the stomach and the worry.  I toss and turn and even though I listen to podcasts I lay awake filled with anxiety.  There is nothing I am going to accomplish by this; Betty will be Betty, money will be money, my pain is my pain, my fat is my fat and no amount of worry changes anything!  So, KNOCK IT OFF!


Well, I am off to bed with high hopes of sleep.  There really isn't anything I can take for the pain so I will just hope for a good night.  

I will go to sleep dreaming of making a quilt like this one.  I think sleeping under this quilt would give me sweet dreams!