The first thing I did this morning after awakening was call Wanda to check on her. She worked third shift last night and was so glad to be home.
"No drinking?" I asked.
"No, no drinking. I feel better and sturdier today," she replied.
"This too shall pass as they always say in AA," I told her.
I will be so glad when my new computer arrives. This old beater of a contraption I am using now is so frustrating. I can't click or follow links without opening up the windows task manager.
I saw Helen this morning sitting out on my parent's portico.
"Hey baby," she said in that southern African American vernacular.
We talked of diets and staying on them.
"I'm stuck at 215," I told her.
"I've lost over 200 pounds since my gastric bypass surgery," Helen replied proudly.