November 9.  How does this happen?  And it has rained for four days--in November.  Gushing rain.  Spring rain.  

I decided I needed to eat something besides tomato soup, so i went to Fish City on Wednesday and ordered pecan crusted tilapia.  Delicious.  I guess I am just going to have to eat out by myself more often.  Jeanette went with me, but I probably am going to have to eat out by myself every day because I am shrinking.  I am going to have to eat more meat.  I don’t like meat.

Ann and I went to lunch yesterday.  I ate shrimp.  I know, I know, I need beef.  Good old chuck roast with carrots and potatoes.  And gravy.  I love gravy on torn up bread.  When I had Ken and four children to feed, I did roast, pork chops, turkey, fried chicken, chicken fried steak.  It was easy to feed a crowd.  It’s hard to cook for one.  You end up throwing food out which is a no-no.  Someone on my block needs to start a “Gather together Tuesday pot luck,” or something like that.  Me?  No. 

 Somehow, I slipped through October...and it is November.  I don’t know how this year went so fast when I didn’t accomplish anything important.  I did go to Pryor, drove it myself and did fine.  I was tired, but drove home, slept and started full speed the next day.

If you are like me, you are glad the election is over.  I am tired of turning the TV on and having to listen to constant babble.

I am still walking around the block every day.  I figure that maybe it will make me stronger--even though I haven’t seen much result.  But I am a rule follower.  Once I decide to do something good for me, I don’t seem to be able to quit.

If I blink, it will be Thanksgiving.  And Christmas.  And another year.  Maybe it won’t go as quickly as this one has.