malt-o-meal

This morning I got my blood drawn.  They took six vials.  They only had to stick me once, which is nice.  Some phlebotomists have trouble finding my veins.

They had me sign a form saying Medicare might not cover my blood tests, and I could complain about all that but I'll keep it to myself.

Yesterday afternoon our friend K came to town.  She flew in and rented a car and drove here to our house.  Last night we went to Italian food for dinner and it was fun.

Now I'm eating Malt-o-Meal.  What a great name!