Bubbles, Greens, and Splashes for Partying

Happy Birthday, Ttot. You are 7 years old. How time flies! I am glad this group is around and somehow shaped me to look at the positive side of my life including theirs. This is a group I want to continue to be part of. They are contagious in a good way. This is how I celebrate this week.

Here is the recent growth of my transplants and direct sow. The eggplant is looking good. The beans look happy as well. I got sweet potatoes too. In the Philippines, they are called "kamote." I've always liked it. I have a pair of strawberries to date from a plant. This renewed hobby keeps me happy, so far. It looks like, I won't be going on long vacations this year so I might as well keep a hobby while staying close to home. My daughter and granddaughter are doing some planting on their own too, and help me once in a while with mine.

Paul does not care about any planting. But he'd go with me on some walks and hikes. Here is one from today. It was a good 4-mile hike on a nice day.

An easy way to feel young is to have fun with the young, my grandchildren--in the store, indoors, or outdoors (when they are in a good mood).

The peak of the hike is the mists of water from this dam. It was enough to cool us off halfway through our hike.

I found out, my grandchildren love popping bubbles. Simpy so fun!

We almost had only 1 (out of original 4 COVID) unit this week. But we admitted more COVID patients by mid-week so we reopened the 2nd unit. It is still better than needing 4 hospital units for COVID as before. Something to be thankful for. You may be getting tired of my updates. We, hospital staff, are getting tired too. Oh well.

Wait, I have to end this post on a positive note. I was surprised by a cashier who came after me to return a $100 bill I dropped by accident. I messaged her boss to report this act of kindness.

Thankful for Warm May

The warm days have come, and so the scare of frost has left Colorado. So I wish. To be safe, I started farming mushrooms indoors. I need the motivation I can grow something. It has been 5 years since I did gardening for a hobby.

The easiest way is to purchase a kit, of course. Within ten days, I had oyster mushrooms ready for harvest. Look at the progression of growth from one day to another. 

Look at the pictures below of Josiah and me. What a year of change. My little grandson grew so much. Come to think of it, last year, I did not have to wear a mask when heading outdoors. I am thankful we are not inflicted with serious diseases.

We did not attend any graduation this year. There was no regular celebration of any kind I heard of anyway. The bakeries are open for a curbside pick up though. So we got a cake for Paul's son for graduating from high school with good grades.

Yesterday, I left work early from severe migraine, nausea, and using the emesis bag 4 times too many. I am grateful for the video doctor visit. The provider was teasing me though, saying, "So you left the hospital, and then now you are video visiting to talk to a doctor?" (Well, I work in the hospital, yes, but it was not that bad to go to the emergency department. And when I was that sick, the last thing I wanted to do was to stay at work). I thought I was gonna get better just going home. The two meds I was prescribed worked though. Thank goodness. I finally was able to eat and keep it down around one a.m.

On a more serious (but good) note, the COVID-19 population continues to shrink in the hospital. So far we only have two units for them instead of 4.

That is all for now. Have a good weekend, you all.