Good morning, Mastodon friends!
Well, the neighborhood racket finally ended at about 11:45 last night. Joule seems back to normal this morning, and she, my husband, and I walked around the block (a little over half a mile) in a pleasant temperature. My hip got twingy but not bad.
I ate nothing but white bread yesterday, and my system seems to have settled down. Am I brave enough for a bowl of oatmeal this morning? I think so.
And I think I'll be safe to leave the house long enough to pick up prescriptions and groceries.
The Zoom conversation yesterday with my sister and our four cousins was interesting and fun, and I was grateful just to be here for it. When we did it last July 4th, I'd been diagnosed with cancer but was still waiting for the first oncologist appointment. I really didn't expect to be around for another year.
Have a safe day, all, and never give up

Jul 5, 2026, 13:13 UTCen

Replying to @kateiacy@universeodon.com

@kateiacy Our neighborhood war zone stopped about midnight. We were surprised there were fewer neighbors letting off the fireworks than usual. We didn’t choke on clouds of ash like it gets sometimes. We live in a largely Hispanic neighborhood where fireworks go off almost every holiday!

I kept noticing our dog Buddy is missing. I had spent 15 years trying to comfort him on the 4th. I even looked down several times looking for him. We miss him so.

I didn’t realize you are living where we moved from 22 years ago. I miss Iowa terribly. But oh I’d never be able to think it possible such MAGA would be in power there. Sounds like today is going to be better— all the way to oatmeal! Ha-ha!