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Happy Saturday evening, boys and girls! I’d like to begin with a shameless commercial for my new best friend, EyeBuyDirect.com. My new eyeglasses came in the mail today, and I’m pleased to announce that they’re perfect in every imaginable way. Perfect fit, perfectly-ground lenses, perfect frames (mine are pictured below) … and an incredibly perfect price for progressive trifocals with anti-glare coating and UV protection. Only $108! And believe it or not, right now they’re running a yooge sale: BUY ONE GET ONE FREE!

My new senior citizen forklift is here. Whoa.

THURSDAY, 10/11/2018, 3:10 P.M. It’s here! It’s here! My new Senior Citizen Forklift — also known as a Hoyer Lift — finally showed up Wednesday afternoon around 5:30 p.m. along with a friendly young man named David who definitely did NOT want to see me naked … and even said so. (I was mildly insulted.) He provided Sam with some cursory information and operating instructions, but as soon as he left we knew we’d need a different style sling than the one that came with the lift, because it requires me to roll around in bed to get it on … and I don’t roll very easily. To tell you the truth, I can’t roll at all. So Sam said he’d do some investigation online to find a more comfortable (and easier-to-use) sling contraption. And here it is!

I’m still waiting for my Hoyer Lift and my progressive trifocals from EyeBuyDirect.com.

A quiet, pleasant Monday evening to you from north Texas! We’ve got fairly heavy rain passing through here right now … a comforting sound that apparently isn’t interrupting Sam’s serious nap on the sofa. It’s not interrupting me, either, as as matter of fact. I was enjoying a cute Joan Crawford movie — I Live My Life (1935) with Brian Aherne, the one where he’s an archaeologist on a Greek island — but I decided to turn it off altogether and work on this Howdygram post instead. I guess it’s time to get back on schedule now that my weekend visitors are gone!

If you don’t want to remember the Alamo, I have no problem with that whatsoever.

Here’s wishing y’all a very happy Saturday morning from north Texas! It’s actually 3:01 a.m. as I begin this post, and I hope you’ll allow me to paint the picture for you. Sam is asleep, I’ve finished my bedtime Popsicles, there’s an oxygen cannula up my nose and I just (finally) turned off the TV, as My Sister Eileen (1942) starring Rosalind Russell and Janet Blair doesn’t really offer much in the way of soothing background stimulation. It’s just noise.