It’s easy to think “lobo” — aka wolf — today. We were under a wind advisory all morning; and that brings to mind the line: “I’ll huff; and I’ll puff; and I’ll blow your house down!”

We were lucky here; but folks in  other areas were less fortunate. They got hurricane-force winds; hail; and even tornadoes! Our afternoon temperatures have been climbing into the 80s; but it’s down to 57 tonight. That’s more seasonable! 

I had to be out in the wind today, because I had an occupational therapy session. On the way there, I found yet another item left over from the parades: a fuzzy die. It was maybe 2 1/2 inches per side; and quite soft and squeezable. I brought it with me, because I thought the OT might be able to use it for clients (as in gripping exercises). But first it has to dry; it was rather damp.

The OT says I’m doing very well; and she told me, as long as I used mostly my right hand, I ought to do all right changing my bed’s sheets. So I tried it; and it went well. I’m not sure whether I’m ready to use my washing machine yet; but do I want to try it! Not today, though. My hand needs a rest; and in fact, it feels rather numb. I guess that means I’m not quite ready to climb aboard a bicycle.☹️

Our local lobo seems to be easing up; and maybe I’ll go out later and get Chinese food. Just now it’s lunch-hour rush time; and I’d rather wait for things to calm down.