Jeanne-ology: So Much To Unpack

Hey There - It’s Rebecca, reporting in from the other side of our 1,224 Jelly Jar week. And it is Thursday, so Jeanne is here to share her thoughts, none of which are about jars. Enjoy!

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Hello Thursday Readers!  Another week on the mend and today I have felt more like myself since the accident.  I went to the grocery today by myself.  Of course, I had to stop in and see the PJP crew.  It was fun catching up on the latest news and see what they were planning for a new Tik Tok video.  Rebecca offered to help me grocery shop, but I refused.  The cupboards are nearly bare at home and I needed time to browse every aisle to remind me what we needed.  Besides, I am a slow shopper and Rebecca is a power mover when grocery shopping.  (Rebecca editing to add: She was at the grocery store for so long that when she came back to PJP to bring me something, I actually thought she had gone home, realized she had forgotten something, and came back to town.)

I have gained weight being house bound, but I am not too worried.  The more I feel healed, the more I will concentrate on losing weight.  I did order GOLO to help me.  I was impressed with the reviews and the product.  I briefly read through all the literature and will finalize a menu and shopping list  soon.  The only troubling part of the amount of food to eat.  Three meals a day is a must.  Goodness, if I eat one I have accomplished something.  This will take some adjusting for me.  Basically, I live on coffee until noon, soda or water evening  and then wine until bedtime.  (Rebecca editing to add: This is the first I’ve heard of the GOLO news. I just Googled it. And all I can say is SHE IS WATCHING TOO MUCH DAYTIME TELEVISION.)

I did get my hair cut and colored last week, now I need a mani and pedi.  I cannot wear any open toe shoes because my feet need help.  I thought about getting some press on toe nails if they make any.  I just hate taking the time to go to a nail salon.  Right now is a lame excuse because what else am I doing?  I told Rebecca today that I plan on coming back to work next week.  She rolled her eyes, oh well.  She did say she received a food from around the world box, (it comes monthly) and I should come over and do the taste testing.  Why does she and her family do this to themselves?  It is the most disgusting food choices.  We sit around and all try the product she just opened.  We gag, groan, choke, and spit our food into our napkins,  I didn't dare ask what country we would be sampling this month, I just hope it not something like bat wings, snake sushi, or the such.  I do know better than to eat dinner before I join this epicurean journey of torture.  I don't even want to know how many more countries are left to receive strange foods for us to try! (Rebecca editing to add: This paragraph has so much to unpack. Press-on toenails? But also, my kids consider her to be the highlight of the snack box experience, but her reactions are over the top. Also, never take plans to take her out of the United States because she is a high maintenance snacker.)

Before I leave, thank all of you for your patronage of PJP.  Everyday I feel blessed to be able to stay open because of your support.  Having that peace of mind sure has given me a lot of comfort. (Rebecca editing to add: Hey, me too!!)