Now I see why they described the sheets I won as “thin and slippery” They are sort of tissue paper-ish and almost have a satiny feel to them. No wonder they felt light in the package. Surprising for Macy’s, but still not bad. I still prefer flannel sheets to regular sheets. That can eventually be something I work for doing Turk work. I love it – I work, they pay. They pay for all my goodies. Nothing comes out of Tom’s checks, though I know he wouldn’t mind if I wanted to quit the Turk. 

My latest goodie, Jasmine, arrived yesterday. She’s a cute one. Not sure I’m going to get any more 18” dolls, though, or spare outfits. I was going to re-outfit Jasmine but instead, I kept her in it, took out her white hair ribbons and then put her ponytails in green elastics that matched the light green trim in her top. Then I polished her nails the same color. I was going to add a brunette, a redhead and a black doll to the two I’ve got, which are Asian and blond, but nah. There’s another more expensive doll made by the same company (Adora Friends) that I’m considering. She’s a 20” vinyl doll. 

I also want to grab the last of the wall stickers I want once I earn another $5, which will take no time at all. 

Later… 

Since beginning our diets, Tom’s up and I’m down. That’s a first, LOL. My skin has been softer since trading in the soda for water. Coincidence? 

Glad to see the sun finally poking through after a cloudy, windy morning. We went from intense heat to a cool spell. It almost looked like it might drizzle this morning and I was chilly as hell even in a sweatshirt. I almost wished I had gloves! 

This is my third run around the park and each time gets easier and takes less time. Maybe I should add some additional side streets. It’s just that there are some blind corners and unless it’s the middle of the night, there are lots of people and traffic I could run into during the daytime. It takes 15 minutes to go around the perimeters when mutt walkers, joggers, walkers, and bikers aren’t in the way. Traffic has to go around me, but I’m the one that has to go around the pedestrians, so they’re more of a pain than the traffic. If there were no speed bumps I’d make the circle in about 10 minutes. 

Biking is spoiling me! It’s so much more fun than walking and running that I haven’t done so since getting the bike. With the bike, I can go out in warmer temps because moving faster makes it seem windy. I don’t have to worry about any undies that may be loose, body parts or joints being jarred, and it doesn’t matter what shoes I wear. Hell, I could bike ride in heels. I really need to run at times, though, because some impact is actually good. Keeps the joints strong and works the hamstrings better than riding. 

Tom’s going to put bike lights on our bikes, though I don’t see when he’d ever ride at night. He crashes so early. 

Anyway, I hate stationary biking but love riding outdoors. I’d choose the treadmill over a stationary bike if those were my only choices. I almost never use the treadmill anymore, but if biking is going to be my main source of exercise, maybe I should run on it for at least 5-10 minutes a day. 

I’m not doing the ab challenge anymore because it’s way too intense. Maybe my core isn’t that tough or maybe I’m just too lazy to stick it out. Either way, I’m still doing the sit-ups, crunches, leg raises, and planks; just not in such extreme degrees. I do it till the muscle fatigues and don’t worry how many reps I did. 

Later… 

Finishing up with the laundry now. Fortunately, they haven’t turned our water off yet today. They did yesterday. This shit is escalating and it’s really irritating the fuck out of me. They said “occasionally” they have to turn it off, not “often.” I’m at the point where I’m afraid to shower in the daytime. 

Added about a hundred “memories” on Histofme consisting of pics and info on my dolls and collectibles. 

On the 25th I’ll have my first female exam in about 15 years. Not looking forward to that at all. Really hope the problem I’ve been having in that department is no big deal, too. It’s definitely not a yeast infection, whatever it is. 

As a kid, I’d often spend time at my cousins’ house. Their names were Lori and Lisa. We were around the same age. I liked their mother, my former Aunt June, but hated my Uncle Ronnie, my mother’s brother. Later I would come to lose my fondness for Lori and Lisa as well, but that’s a whole ‘nother story. 

The point is that last night I dreamed I was in their old ranch home in Massachusetts. I was in what was Lisa’s room, only the bed was by the window and they weren’t living there. I awoke alone one morning, and then heard a car pull up into the driveway. I pulled a corner of the shade up to peek outside. Then I heard young adult male voices and my dream self knew they were June’s grandsons. They were saying it was cold and that they thought the heat may be broken. Having just woken up, I wasn’t sure if it was really all that cold.