raisens

Hmmmm... Some untalented resident is playing the accordion in the main room for the edification of all who happen to be sitting there. They just did "America the Beautiful". Now they are doing "God Bless America", and people are clapping and singing along. This place is SO MUCH better than the Sunrise I lived in. Such a spontaneous event would never have happened there. At Sunrise, at this time of night, all are standing in the main foyer, staring at the steps, waiting for some one to come down and take them up to bed. And, no, Sunrise can't force some resident to pick up an accordion and play a song, But they CAN create an atmosphere where residents are encouraged to do so. The could have interesting things like accordions laying around for people to use, for example.

By the way, the reason I link to stuff so rarely in my blog now is that it doesn't seem to be possible to open more than one window at a time inn this dinosaur of a computer.

Thee nice little Hispanic lady I always eat with spends half an hour every morning picking all the raisins out of her toast. I asked her today why she didn't just get plain toast. She said, "I don't know! They just always bring this to me!" So why didn't she tell them??????? I told them this morning, so maybe there is some sort of purpose in my current situation.

"I just hate raisens", the lady said.