Worked today, not bad till the end when I found a hundred foot or so of heavy plastic wrapped around a bar screen shaft and needed to cut it loose.
Wife is resting after her foot under the reinstalled knee swelled up.
Oldest boy doing the same after getting rear ended on his way home last night. First bad midnight phone call I've ever received. Son made the call, so when I heard his voice I felt good. Found out later he woke up in the ambulance.
Can't even go by the impound yard to retrieve his glasses. Left it on good terms with dispatch, he said the President himself couldn't get to his limo to grab the football.

Still irked, but whatcha gonna do. PITA sort of inconvenience like this just remind me I'm alive.

So I'll sit here till it's time to do something else and share my tater chips and baby carrots with my girlie dog.

Life's good, thanks for letting me share.

And I missed out on the soFla gathering at the Elk's Club!

My last dog would do anything for a baby carrot. Then again he'd do anything for anything to eat.

Here's a pic of him with his new little sister. She's just turned ten 4/30. She's not at all motivated by food.

Better days for you my friend.

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Dum vivo cano

You are right. Everyone in your family is still capable of communicating with you and the worst news you didn't know until it was over and improved. Thankfulness is in order.

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JOSHUA 1:9