Our neighbor Paul must really love us. He gave Linda about 1 pound of grilled steak meat today. Linda put it in the freezer. She gave Chimmie about a teaspoon of it minced up in his food. If he does OK with it, she'll add a little to his bowl once in awhile. I need to stay with the blander chicken. Linda ended up spending a fortune to treat my acute pancreatitis when I ate steak once before. Other news of the evening, it turns out we don't have a ton of poison ivy growing on our fence. The nice old man from next door stopped Linda this afternoon and told her in half English/half Chinese that poison ivy in my yard was getting everyone on the street itchy. According to him, the man and women across the street got itchy arms from it. (To our knowledge, they never even set foot in our yard.) She started getting paranoid, so she called a friend from church and he came over to investigate. It turned out to be just plain old ivy. Lastly, Linda caught up with Tierney tonight, ate a little dinner and did some shopping. She missed her so much!
