It's An Uncloudy Day

If you sit around long enough you'll think of something to do. I'm sick of TV and decided I would like to listen to music. I usually go to YouTube to listen to music but I happened to run across a box full of old CD's so I found my old CD player. Did we call them CD's? I'm using a 91-year-old brain and can't always rely on it. 

I was doubtful the player would still work but it not only worked like a charm but the remote still worked with the ancient batteries still in it. I think it's a miracle. So now I am listening to the old country music I love. Willie Nelson is on now. Help me make it through the night.  Let the devil take the high road. I don't wanna be alone so help me make it through the night. 

The sun has taken over today. I'm guessing it's a little warm outside but I'm inside with a working air conditioner. 

Kenny brought me some groceries so I won't starve todeath, I haven't come close to that yet. 

Well, I'll be getting out of the house again because a haircut and perm are on the agenda. 

I finally got the long-awaited pedicure. I'm sure I announced that by now.   

When I was young and spry I would drive over to Randle Park and walk the mile trail a couple times with my little Wirehaired Dachshund. I would end up carrying her because she had to make a lot of tracks with the short legs. Her belly dragged in the grass so a bath was in order. She didn't mind the bath but she hated the dog groomer.  

This is Minnie and I wish I still had her. 

Park Day

It was 82 degrees here today so I went to Randall Park. I can no longer walk very far because of my back, but I wandered around a little. First lesson, I learned the hard way, is do not wear Sandals to a park.  Walking in the grass is okay, but not the trail with all the pebbles. So I got a pebble in my shoe the first thing.  I hobbled to a tree with a picnic table under it and sat a long while. 
I was not at a loss for company. A lot of folks and their dogs were walking by and I talked to most of them. One woman sat down at my table and we talked for over an hour while her friend was looking for his dog. He has a Siberian Husky and didn’t have the leash on her, so she took off. I guess she found the creek and wouldn’t get out of it. She said the dog loves water. We could see him trying to coax the dog out of the creek. I guess he learned the leash lesson like I learned the Sandal lesson.  When I go again I’ll dig out my clodhoppers and wear them.  I took some pictures of the trees. The next time I’ll park on the end where the duck pond is. At least I can find a duck to take a picture of. 

The Park

This is Randall park. A perfect  place to go walking.

Part of the scenery at Randall park.

Old age is always fifteen years older than I am.
I’ve seen a lot of change in my lifetime, and a lot 
that has not changed, it is just described differently.
I read the following in a book, and how true it is. 


 Lounge lizards have become couch potatoes.
Rumble seats have become hatchbacks.
Woodies have become vans.
Trailers have become mobile homes.
Iceboxes have become refrigerators.
Stoves have become ranges.
Lanterns have become flashlights.
Four-posters have become king-sized beds.
Roads have become freeways.
Hopscotch has become break dancing.
Work-at-home males have become house husbands.
Garbage men have become sanitary engineers.
Janitors have become environmental serenity specialists. 
Saps have become jerks.
Secretaries have become administrative assistants. 
 Or this is a more common term (Girl at the desk)
Plumbers have become rich.

Just a couple of my own observations. 
One four-letter word has replaced all bad words.
Prying means Google it.