Helenka, Queen of Outer Space

Well, there was the semi-confusing season finale of N.C.I.S. tonight. Why confusing? Well, my blindness was very bad earlier, though it seems to be a bit better now. Yeah. Midnight. Sigh.

But, first things first. I didn't wake up until 11:20. Normally, not a problem. But today was meals delivery day. And I didn't know that S. went home to her parents' until the end of the week. Luckily, SuM was off work and accepted my meals. Whew. Crisis averted.

So, what's the recognition for? Well, the church has prepared a new publication highlighting our excellent refugee program … and I've been asked to cast my eagle eye on it, coming to the attention of the newest star hire by the church. So, yeah, it feels nice.

I came to a decision that I'd like to attend the blind group dinner this Thursday and tried to book my rides. I have NO idea of what is going on, but I'm on the waiting list. And, even worse, I'm on the waiting list for our monthly meeting. NEXT Tuesday?!? There is something screwy with this transportation service. Extra sigh. I'd really, really like to get the ride to dinner, as I've missed opportunities to be social this year. ::crosses fingers::

Watched most of my usual daily shows on TV as well as tonight's MasterChef Jr. and N.C.I.S. where now Fornell is also seeing and talking to the (dead) wife he shared with Gibbs. Oh, my. And, then, there was a surprise visitor (another ghost?) at the end, so I must watch again when I have better sight.

Anyway, as my sight seems to be improving, I think I'll stay up for a while to enjoy it.