I made a copy cat version of Mojo Coffee's Almond Joy iced coffee. Instant coffee, a teaspoon each of cocoa and powdered sugar, almond extract, a splash of creamer, and almond milk with lots of ice cubes.
I've had it on two afternoons this week and yet still slept pretty well, so this may well be my favorite Summer of Global Warming Treat. Even more so than wine!
I pick up a load of stuff from Bubbie's apartment this afternoon, on my way back from Bryan. In advance of that, I gave the guest bathroom a freshening up, adding in some baskets for the boys (grown men) to keep their toiletries in. For a little while, they will be housemates and home with me and I'm not really sad about that - I know it is a transition.
Eventually I will get the floors done in here and I plan on painting this tiny bathroom in a neutral color and adding a shower curtain like the one above. But I'm not paying $60 for a shower curtain because that's dumb.
Going to learn a new craft. But I might have to have The Girl coach me on it because I don't know what I'm doing, and she's done these. I am really drawn to mandalas lately.
Well, the thing we feared the most happened. After sailing through a mastectomy and recovery, with healthy heart and lungs, my mother suffered some sort of stroke and fell in her kitchen, banging her head against the floor, causing another bleed, this one traumatic, and a couple broken ribs. She was found down hours later by a neighbor after we couldn't get ahold of her by phone for much of the day. She's in a hospital in Bryan now, breathing on her own, slowing coming to, but confused at how she got there. And now we have Big Decisions to make, so we are just going to take it one step at a time.
To say that this has not made me more of a friendly ray of sunshine is an understatement. It has been a difficult two years and things are still going south. Yes, grief has changed the way I perceive and react to the world. And this latest development makes me feel angry, edgy, ready to fight.
I'm trying hard to behave myself, for my mother's sake. Pinkie swear.
Gina