Trust me, blow-drying your hair in bed is a mighty tricky activity.

Good morning. It’s almost 8:30 a.m., and I’ve got a couple of hours to kill before my C.N.A. gets here for a bathing and general hygiene session. I can either watch a movie or compose on a Howdygram post. (Guess which one I picked.)

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I think I’ll do my free fonts section right off the bat and get it out of the way. Today I’ve got a nice assortment for you … lovely scripts like “Fathir,” “Scotland Stories” and “Catsy,” hand-written fonts like “Azure Blooms” and “Serena Gold,” and quirky display fonts like “Macaroni Flavor” (uppercase and lowercase letters are all the same height) and “Canadien.” I should also mention that “Scotland Stories” is a fabulous layering font, as pictured, and “Pickley” is an unusual watercolor font that has to be used in the color shown — washed-out gray — although I have no idea why. I even fooled around with “Pickley” in Adobe Illustrator and couldn’t change the color there, either!

I’ll include download links after the graphic. (You’re welcome.)

Azure Blooms • Caligor • Pickley • Fathir • Serena Gold • Macaroni 

SnollyGoster • Catsy • Canadien • Cranberry • Heatscript • Scotland Stories

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This promises to be a week of fascinating events, as evidenced below.

MONDAY. Two things: 1) a visit from my C.N.A. at 10:30 a.m. for bathing, general hygiene and a salon-quality shampoo. I do my own lame blow-drying* after she leaves. Also, 2) Sam will make a quick trip to Wal-Mart this morning for a short list of essentials, such as I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter spray, diet root beer, two bags of frozen peas and my 90-day insulin refill.

WEDNESDAY. Same as the first thing from Monday, minus the shampoo and blow-drying, plus a visit from my hospice L.V.N., Leslie.

THURSDAY. Happy Fourth of July to you and yours!

FRIDAY. Same as Wednesday, minus the nursing visit.

Trust me, blow-drying your hair in bed is a mighty tricky activity, and here’s why: 1) if you can’t sit up all the way, you can’t dry the hair on the back of your head; 2) your arm will get very, very tired because the blow-dryer weighs a ton; and 3) I can’t think of anything else.

Now that all of you are suffiently confused, I guess it’s time to move on. Thank you.

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I’m experiencing severe allergy horseshit again tonight … and I definitely mean SEVERE. I’ve got: 1) runny eyes; 2) a runny nose; 3) I’m sneezing my fool head off; and, worst of all, 4) I’m gagging and choking from a killer post-nasal drip. I just gave myself a double-shpritz of FloNase and used a little glob of Ayr Saline Nasal Gel in both nostrils, and with any luck both of these should have a positive effect within the next 20 minutes. Please hold a good thought for me, okay? I’ve been completely miserable for the last couple of hours … and now I even have the chills. I’ll solve the chills issue (I hope!) by asking Sam to nuke a late dinner for me, because I’m cold AND hungry. My meal of choice at this hour (almost 11 p.m.) would be a bag of frozen peas and a couple of frozen spicy breakfast sausage patties.

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It’s 4:30 Tuesday morning. This is our favorite time of day at Howdygram headquarters, because we’re wide awake, relaxed and laid back. Even better, I’m enjoying a nice big glass of diet root beer, we just finished watching last week’s episode of “Deadliest Catch” and Sam is almost ready to take off for his pre-dawn hike in the woods. This is our favorite time of day around here. After Sam leaves I’ll take a couple of Hydrocodones and enjoy a few “Bar Rescue” reruns.

Thank you for reading this. Try to take a couple of minutes today to remember the Alamo, okay?