Water, Water, Everywhere

It took me a while, but I finally managed to get into the habit of making Mary drink a cup of water in the morning before having any coffee. Mom thinks I’m awful, but she won’t drink the water, usually, in the afternoon when you give it to her. When I first moved in with her, she drank a cup whenever she passed the sink and would gladly drink a whole, big glass in the afternoon. Over the years the glass has gotten smaller and smaller.

The other day I gave her a cup of water while I was fixing dinner. (If I giver her water with dinner, she doesn’t drink it except to take her pills.) I heard her talking (it reminded me of a child talking to itself) out on the back porch. She said, “Now, if I drink this, I can have a cup of coffee.” I just about died laughing! That’s what I’m always telling her in the morning (

The dog’s still doing well. The owners dropped off her papers. They paid about $130 for her last March—and then took her to a vet and paid another $140 for various shots and things. Eeks!

Mom gave me some Lodi apples. She planted a tree because Mary always said it was her favorite. They make the best applesauce because they’re so tart. Well, the apples Mom gave me were mostly unusable, so I did some research and found an orchard with Lodi apple trees. You have to pick your own. Mom says she go with me. Cool! I hope I can convince her to drive around to some of these farms to buy some produce. I think Mary would really enjoy that. I wish she could come to pick apples, but I guess I’ll have to get Bonnie to stay with her.

Did I tell you Bonnie’s not coming this week? She’s on vacation with her family. They went to Holiday Land (?) in Santa Claus, Indiana. Argh! For a whole week?! I hope they’re not bored to tears. Also, they took her grandmother and mother, neither of whom is in good health. What are they thinking? When I told Mary, I said, “Oh, no! What are we going to do?” (since Bonnie wouldn’t be coming). She just said, “Well, that’s not a problem for me!” Sometimes she’s so with it, it’s scary!

She’s talking to her Birdie right now. Asking it if it wants to go to sleep and saying, “Yeah, that baby wants to go to sleep.” I guess that means she wants to go to sleep!