We all know how it works. You break something. You get a cast. You leave the cast on for as long as the doctor says. Then you get it off. That’s how it works. You just do what the doctor says. So is that how Judy does it? Not exactly. I came home and she announced that the appointment to get her cast off had been moved up a week. She called the doctor and negotiated an early release. We drive back to Corpus on Wednesday to get the cast cut off. She’ll spend less time in the cast, and more time in the removable splint. Who knew?
We had an appointment today
With the grocery store. Really. They have a new online order/pickup service. We shopped on their website the day before, paid for our purchase, selected a time today to pick up our order (a half-hour window), pulled up to the parking area marked for this purpose, and texted them the spot we were in. The attendant came right out, confirmed who we were, and handed us two complimentary bottles of cold water and two cookies. She returned inside and was back out in just a few minutes with all our groceries and put them in the back of the car. Fruits and vegetables, dairy, bagels, meat, bottled water, a bottle of wine, even cut flowers. We tried it all. We checked our order when we got home and it was just right; it worked perfectly. A five minute stop and we never even had to get out of the car. That was the easiest trip to the grocery store ever. It wasn’t free. Well, it was and it wasn’t. The cost for this convenience is $4.95, but the charge is waived during this introductory period (until the end of the year). 
Teenage angst
Judy and Me. We discovered each other early. We were in our mid-teens. We knew we were way too young to get married, but agonized at the end of every day when saying goodnight meant we each went our separate ways; to our own houses; each to sleep alone. We longed for the day when we could say goodnight and stay together. In 1966, four years later, and we were married by the way, the Beach Boys nailed it with a song. “Wouldn’t it be nice.” That could have been our theme song. Wouldn’t it be nice if we were older
Then we wouldn’t have to wait so long
And wouldn’t it be nice to live together
In the kind of world where we belong
Then we wouldn’t have to wait so long
And wouldn’t it be nice to live together
In the kind of world where we belong
You know its gonna make it that much better
When we can say goodnight and stay together
Migration
Not much left for hummingbirds; just a couple a day. But the hawks!
They rise in the morning about 9am.
By the thousands.
Mostly Swainson’s Hawks.
With a few turkey vultures mixed in.
This is all right from our house. All we have to do is look up!
They rise in the morning about 9am. By the thousands. Mostly Swainson’s Hawks. With a few turkey vultures mixed in. This is all right from our house. All we have to do is look up! Help!
I’d rather just send out pictures of puppies and birds,
… but uninvited thoughts keep popping into my head. I think, for analysis, I can split the in the 2016 presidential election voters into three kinds. There were people who supported Trump. There were people who didn’t support Trump. And there were the Trump-curious. The curious didn’t know if they really wanted Trump, but figured it was time to try something different. I think the Trump supporters still support him. I think the people who didn’t support him still don’t. I don’t think anyone is still curious.
… but uninvited thoughts keep popping into my head. I think, for analysis, I can split the in the 2016 presidential election voters into three kinds. There were people who supported Trump. There were people who didn’t support Trump. And there were the Trump-curious. The curious didn’t know if they really wanted Trump, but figured it was time to try something different. I think the Trump supporters still support him. I think the people who didn’t support him still don’t. I don’t think anyone is still curious.