Ice cream.

Balloon Fiesta 2015

Will be so glad when this period of time is done. One of the things that I'm grateful for, is that we stream most of our TV watching. For it isolates us from most of the propaganda which is also call political commercials. Then there are the personal injury lawyers. Shish, sometimes there are three lawyers in the same commercial break. 

Sorry for my rant, then again, it gives me something else to talk about. I know that you don't come here to listen to my complaining, but where else do I go. Sweetie is so sweet when she tries to express herself when I go off about commercials. I have a choice, either mute them or change the channel. I choice to mute, then make up my own dialogue to them. I'm funnier then what they have to say.

Fall is upon us and the trees are turning gold right now. The Rio Grande has cottonwoods growing along its banks and the canopy is mostly gold, and when we are driving around, I can point it out to Sweetie, and she will look and no longer be impressed. She sees, and acknowledges, but that is about as far as it gets. She has lost all resemblance of time and seasons. 

Halloween is right around the corner, and I'll be darkling our door. She won't understand what is going on, plus the fact that we will be heading for bed about the time the tricker treaters will start coming to the door. I just wonder what the effect of CV19 will have this year. 

Last nights dinner, I baked a sweet potato for us. I'm trying to get a different flavor into our meals. I smashed Sweeties so she could just shovel it on to her fork. She did fairly well, but, when I had mine cut up into chucks, I started feeding her out of my plate. She readily accepted it. I can see my feeding her is just around the corner. 

I tried it again with some ice cream. One bowel, and one spoon. I'd load up the spoon, and turn it towards her, she eagerly ate it until she didn't want anymore. I felt good about this new arrangement. It meant more ice cream for me.

Driver thinks that its funny that I equate ice cream as good for me. He knows that I need to feel good about what is going on, and if it is ice cream, then so be it. For it is done in love, and the more love, the more pleasures I will have. Life with Sweetie will never be what we hoped it to be. With Driver's help, it will be the best it can be. My love for her just keeps growing and growing. Moving on with each passing day. This is my world, and I share it with Driver as we head up the caravan, moving down the Road to Dementia Town, with all of us Keeping our Shiny Sides Up. C'ya, Luv ya, and God Bless.