I gave Mrs. Jones her coffee this morning. She was very, very appreciative and it made me feel good. I have grown to love her like a grandmother and she means the world to me.
George was kind of quiet this morning. He was running low on money and Sunday arrived before he could buy some whiskey. It's the Bible belt and they don't sell alcohol on Sundays around here. I am sure Mrs. Jones was elated in that her son's drinking embarrasses her.
I have a long day today. I am feeling kind of strange this morning mentally and am biding my time till mom and dad wake up and I can get my medications.
I am berating myself for putting up that video of me yesterday. It was silly and I look silly. I have noticed that many blog writers carefully guard their looks on their blogs. Many people I have read for years and have no idea of what they look like.