Sunday, April 28
Rain the entire day. Good day for reading. My Navigator was delivered.
Monday, April 29
Twelve of the 22 SRS members of Common Ground went to the pot luck and meeting at the Community Baptist Church. There were long tables with plenty of food. After introductions of various individuals and groups, speakers told us of the building and use of power. Some were very moving and I was impressed by their commitment to the cause.
Tuesday, April 30
After I picked up a prescription, OC Areds and Neosporin (paid with my card) I parked on a side street to see what my Navigator can do. Everything worked very well even though I did not mount it and had trouble holding it in place. I could strangle myself with the long cords. The directions for installing the rear camera are very incomplete; there are no YouTube instructions. I sent a letter to the company. I realized that I would need another input socket besides the unit's plug, for my phone. I ordered one with retractable cords from Amazon. I placed the order at about 1:00 p.m., it was at SRS when I came home from the pot luck about 7:30.
Wednesday, May 1
Abby drove four of us to the Chamber Theater to see THE NOT-SO-ACCIDENTAL CONVICTION OF ELEVEN MILWAUKEE "ANARCHISTS", a 90-minute play without intermission played by four actors with very fast dialog throughout. My seat was in the second row, when two very tall men sat in front of me. Rita Edwards missed the play; I took her seat in the first row, otherwise I might have missed some of the dialog. Even then, I had to listen closely. It would be a good subject to learn more about.
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After not attending a Vagabond meeting since last year sometime, Peter and I decided to go tonight. When I turned the key in my car, a light said PASS AIR BAG OFF, every time I tried. I called Gordie Boucher that maybe there is some switch or button I should push. The tech could not tell me anything without looking at my car; I would have to get it towed. After trying it a few more times, and the lights barely went on, I determined that it might be the battery. I called AAA and waited about two hours before a service SUV came and the serviceman said that my battery is 5 years old and would likely need to be replaced. He was in and out within about one-half hour, and the car is as good as new.
Thursday, May 2
Claude came to look at my Navigator. After examining the situation, installing the rear camera to the license plate would be almost impossible the way it was described. Other factors: it would obstruct my view, easy target for theft, since it sits on the dashboard, my phone can do the same thing. I'm returning it. I'll keep the charger; it looks quite functional.
I went to the Shorewood library to pick up a book on CD for Charlotte. While in the parking lot, I tried pairing my phone with my car. I couldn't get it to work.
I went to the Metro Mart on Oakland and shopped for a fruit bowl for tonight's WAUC meeting and items for the shrimp casserole for Sunday's pot luck. I was taking too long when I realized I had to be back for dominoes. It was 2:40 p.m. I left the shopping cart in the aisle and dashed home and was at the table at 2:05 p.m.
I went to the P & S on Lyon St.; they didn't have any fruit bowls, so I went to the one on my least favorite place on Juneau. I was able to get everything I needed, but hated walking up that ramp.
When I lay down on the bed to take a short rest, I felt my whole body just about collapse.
There were fewer people at the WAUC picnic, held in May instead of August. Terry and Bob were absent, because Terry had a shoulder replaced. Food was good with nice pot luck dishes.
Peter came late and could converse with another German lady.
I got to genius in the most unlikely place.
Friday, May 3Panic! I got verification from Lyft for my ride to the symphony, and they had the wrong pick-up address. I tried replying to the message, replying to the e-mail and hit blanks. After I calmed down, I canceled the order and started over with no problem.
Claude was getting off the elevator as I was coming and the driver was waiting at about 6:40 p.m. We got dropped off without a problem.
The concert was great, with film clips of an interview of John Williams by Ken-David Mazur between pieces. I know Claude enjoyed it because he was more familiar with the themes than I was; but I still enjoyed the music.
I arranged for a pick-up at 10:00 p.m.; the concert was over at 9:58. Our ride was across the street due to the line-up of buses.
Saturday, May 4
Jackie provided an egg-spinach hot pot dish for breakfast, I provided some fruit. Terry had some nice apple muffins.
After my hair, I mailed a get-well card to Terry, shopped at Walmart, got cash at ECU, returned my Navigator at Kohl's on Loomis Rd., and passed Leon's on my way home.
I butterflied shrimp and started my casserole for the pot luck tomorrow.