Took it easy most of the weekend, in life training mode, taking inventory and tightening my purse strings - (I use a knock-off Louie Vuitton pelvis satchel).

Low energy as if late. Maybe I need a V-8? Too bad I don’t like tomato juice, not even tomatoes - but ketchup is a must, room temperature and chilled.

Love the Dog Whisperer on National Geographic, he connects with animals, like me. And just because a dog connects with me, doesn’t mean he wants to be my friend. Unfortunately that comes with the territory.

And this concludes today’s canine and condiment report.

p.s. - The sun drained me today, on top of low blood sugar and zero carbs.

Throwing against Saberhagen’s Yankees on Sunday, I’ve circled the date.

On the horizon: a nap and pasta