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Pearl Harbor Day--MD didn't recall that it was here. She is nearly as old as the oldest survivor--who is 104 or 105. He is a survivor from the collection of people who were in the military at that time--MD didn't join the Waves until several years after Pearl Harbor was bombed. But she was on the island--and experienced what went on during that time.

I went to RSB session this morning--and I felt really good going there and back. After eating some lunch I felt a bit logy--and napped for an hour or so.

When I got up, I went online and completed the bulk of my XMAS shopping--thank you Amazon. I didn't get many things--I went more for humorous, practical, or fun things.

I went to bed early last night--and slept fairly well although I was up for a bathroom run several times. Looks like tonight is an early night as well--and I don't have anything really planned for tomorrow. I told MD that I would shop for her groceries tomorrow--A, her caregiver, is out this whole week. It's no problem for one of us to do her shopping--but she won't ask. She just goes along with whatever she has on her shelves--which is fairly random and diverse. She only starts to really get anxious about her supplies when she runs out of ice cream--which is her main dietary item along with cookies and such.

Long day--early night. Roses are red, pickles are green--I'm a Rock Steady, Punching Machine. Rock Steady--Rock Steady!