Slow Sunday

I woke up at 3:00 a.m. with diarrhea. Nice. On the plus side, I did wake up. That could have gone horribly wrong...

This happened about every two hours. I finally gave up and got up at 8:00 a.m. I ate breakfast, but threw it back up.

When I still wasn't better at 10:00 a.m. (even after eating yogurt), I sent a text to Amanda, cancelling today's adventure. I was supposed to go with her and her friend Angie to the Plymouth Art Fair. But I figured that wouldn't go well with shitting and puking.

She said to stay home, feel better and she would just go with Angie.

So, I finally made my pasta salad. While the tri-colored rotini cooked, I prepped the veggies. I ended up using grape tomatoes (halved), two bunches of scallions (cut on the bias), two baby salad cucumbers (never saw them before, but Meijer's had them - I left the peel on them and cut them into little rounds), one yellow pepper, diced) and finally, a summer squash (I bought a long, straight one, cut it into rounds and then quartered each round). I tried to make everything approximately the same size.

I added some sliced black olives and the now cold pasta. I tried something new for the dressing: Kraft Tuscan House Italian dressing. I added in some shredded mozzarella cheese. I mixed everything together, then taste-tested it. Needed salt and pepper, so I added that. Then I stuck it in the fridge to chill.

Sidebar: It dawned on me later some feta cheese would have been a nice option. Not that I had any.

Then I did some of the Sunday morning chores. I wound the clock, refilled my pill box and stripped the bed. I did a load of laundry and then washed the bedding.

I saw on Facebook that Amanda had found the jeweler she was looking for. She got her ankle bracket fixed and bought the ankh ring she had been wanting.

Sidebar: It's an ancient Egyptian symbol (I had to look it up). I don't know what it means, but it looks like this:

Anyway, I commented on her post, saying I was sorry I couldn't have been there. She said, "Don't be. It's way too hot out here!" I said I wouldn't know, as I hadn't been outside. She said, "Good! You stay inside!!!"

Sidebar: Why are there so many of my young women friends who are so quick to boss me around. I'm old, not stupid. I know how to handle hot weather. Wear light colored, loose fitting clothing and drink a lot of water. I had already picked out my Puerto Rico clothes to wear.

I tried the pasta salad for a late lunch It was really, really good. Only complaint I had was some of the yellow pepper pieces were too big. The raw summer squash was a nice touch.

I would have stayed inside, but I had to water the porch plants and the mailbox garden. Amanda was right! It was stifling out there.

I made up the bed and returned my daughter Melissa's call from yesterday. But, I just got her voicemail.

I had bought two summer squash, but only needed one. So, I sliced up the other one and sauteed it in butter (like my Mother used to do). Man, I love that stuff! I'll have to buy some more while they are still in season.

Some time after 8:00 p.m. I heard occasional thunder. I'd get up and check, but it wasn't raining here. This happened all night long. Apparently, the storms moved all around me. But I never saw any rain.

Because of my broken sleep last night, I went to bed at 11:00 p.m.