There is a craft fair in Huntsville this weekend. As do most of these events, it runs from Friday morning through Sunday afternoon. Harry and I went today and, as usual, made plans about where to meet and then dived into the crowd. We long ago realized that different things catch our attention so we make things simple. After we meet we have something to talk about on the way home. . "Did you see . . . ?" "Yes, did you go to the tasting table?" (The tasting table question was Harry's and no I didn't go to the tasting table.)
The men folk are getting ready to leave for Florida at 9:30 in the morning. It's a 6+ hour drive to the coast and they seem ready for the adventure. The women folk, on the other hand, are looking forward to good-bye kisses, projects we want to devote time to, and welcoming the men home on Monday afternoon. I have a couple of books that I want to read and I am going to turn off every television in the house and let absolute quiet roar through the house.
My doctor has me come in every 4 months for blood work, etc. My four month appointment was this morning. In the past I've had some pretty serious health issues and doc keeps a close watch on me. Everything looks good and he doesn't expect that any of the tests will be out of tolerance. A few years ago he told me that he thought that I had gotten bad health out of the way before I was too old to put up a good fight. He's been my doctor since 1981. He's not at all like Dr Beige or Dr Brown Eyes. His nurses love him and have been with him for years. Summer, I wish you had someone just like him in your office.
As usual, I've rambled on in a somewhat disjointed manner. I'm a creature of habit, yes?
I'm thankful for my blessings and wish many blessings for each of you.