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6-4 Woke with a start this morning. Had to get to work right away, supposed to get an order in. JOY!!! I walk through the door to find the order put away, bonus, and then my B.I.L. tells me I've been volunteered to volunteer roughly 8 hours this evening at a dry-grad party for our local seniors. I'm fine with doing it, but a little more warning next time, please. So here I sit figuring to get today's entry done and then up to the party. These things always make me feel old.*shakes head* I'm sure I'll do it again next year and the year after because that is when my neices graduate, so I guess I have 3 years of this to look forward to. Anyway the day other than that has gone pretty darn well. A little rain and now it is sunny again and almost 60. It is perfect outside, just wish I was going to be outside instead of in. Well, happy day to you all and I'll catch you later. 6-3 Another fine Friday.:) Woke up late, not terribly late, to a cloudy sky in Big Sky Country. It was alright, I had to be on the road most of today. Going to the big city doesn't excite me as much as my co-worker. I spent my ride thinking about a nice round of golf, except I knew that it would feel as if my thighs were on fire, Thanks Little League Baseball.:) No, when we drove back into town the sun was out and the day was near it's end, thankfully. And so I figured I pop in here before heading for my walk and shoot. Stop by and say "hi" if your in the neighborhood. Who am I kidding, no one is in the neighborhood I walk. That is probably why I walk there. Anywho... Later. 6-2 On this fine day it started with a demand... as all must I suppose, check the mail... it was my brother-in-law. Now in most places you reach outside the door and wham!!! Mail. No, not here... it requires a visit to the post office where, since this is a small town, you run into 45 people you know and takes an extra 45 minutes. So needless to say I was late for work. I walk thru the door and what does my B.I.L. say "what kept ya'" Well, I don't know maybe it was the fact you sent me on an errand to a social gathering place 20 minutes before you wanted me here. Anyway, the restaurant was slow today and so I kicked around and talked to customers and relaxed... At about 5 minutes to close I'm told I get told that I've been volunteered to umpire a little league game and that it will consume most of my early evening. I was beside myself with joy... not that I mind helping little league, it's just that I know the parents on the team... some are lets just say a little too competitive for little league. anywho, the pastor that I play hockey with shows up to watch his kid play and who is heckling me??? that's right, the pastor. It is a good thing that I'm from a large family where I'm used to alot of criticism. I also realize after the game, that I've forgotten to eat for the day. You might think, what are you nuts?" Well, perhaps; but more likely it is the fact that since I look at food all day, it really isn't that tempting. As for the food issue, since my kids are out of town I don't have anything in the fridge and nothing thawed so, I guess I look forward to breakfast. Well, I supposed I should close and ice my knees. It is rough to be old when you are so young... my joints have been in revolt again since I took the part-time grunt job. Anyway, have a good day all. |