I tried them with just the warmed turkey this morning and the boys were fine, but Spirit wasn't having that. So I guess I'll be adding food rather than replacing it for them.
This morning, the dryer vent guy got hung up on a job that was more than described so since I'd gotten up early, I read all of 11/13's paper and started on the 14th and then took a nap with only Giorgio sleeping with me in the recliner. Spirit was down in the bed. This is where I really screwed up. I should have shut the bedroom door then, so Spirit would stay down there, but I didn't and when I answered the door (or sometime around there) she dashed behind the water heater. Which put her right next to the really loud vacuum and blower (which was a very cool machine, not that I need one). :::sigh::: When the dryer vent guy left, she wouldn't come near me and when I stepped toward her, she ran back behind the water heater.
The aluminuminuminuminum hose had fallen because it was full of water, which reinforced my belief that the vent was really clogged. He blew out the vent and the dryer parts, plus cleaned the screen over the outside port. He poured the water out of the hose, but it had dried lint on the inside and a tear, so I just bought a new one and had him put it in. He was also very nice and put the battery back in the smoke detector. While he was doing the paperwork, we ended up talking about half an hour about cultures and languages and intolerance. He happened to mention gout and I told him I had gout and he told me more about his diagnosis. He was having flares every couple of months which almost always means it's something he's eating or drinking. I told him to search for the gout exclusion diet online, but when I looked later, they seem to be called "gout diet" now. He offered to come back for the next year and clean out the outside screen, which was very nice.
Then I went to Kaiser to pick up the simvastatin and the clerk was telling me that it was to replace the Lipitor and I told her it was my idea and why and she congratulated me on looking things up and taking care of myself.
Then I went to Olive Garden because I haven't had their pumpkin cheesecake this year and I knew I might have missed it. They had three pieces left, so I ordered the lasagna and had the pumpkin cheesecake. It was amazingly busy, even for Friday, and lots of crying babies were louder than the tacky Xmas music. When it quieted before I finished, my waiter sat down and talked to me about this job and his other job and so forth. I noticed he hadn't put the cheesecake on the tab and pointed it out, and he said "it's close to Christmas, don't worry about it." I thanked him and left a big tip.
I think the Celexa is working and I'm back to looking like the kind of person people want to talk to.