Title: We got it Good, sometimes...
Shouts 1st Out 2 the gang--mumsy is my especial adviser & corrector & a Penta=Glower herself non pareil. And the Fence~Man [see other glows] has a keen editorial sense...yes, i do most of my own pictures unless i steal them from Relatives. Altho, if you send stuff i might be convinced Again 2 borro copiously [get thee behind me, Satan! Scold & Scald me not.]
Nevertheless, i am appreciatif of the 20 peeps who read me daily---So, Anyway, I'm like watching my Rockford Files [with Mariette Hartley, no less] and Hane wakes up, or stays up to shout,"You've got to help me find my Patches..." That's nitro=glycerin 4 those of you that don't live with a heart patient. She just about came down the stairs with her walker and her 50 feet of tubing when i found the patches under her regular sitting chair. What a brefless commotion! The troubles an eighty year old woman will get into without a definite System.
And i am only the Advocate there=of... Cat's Dad is a little werse off i'd say, just having had his ankle pinned and other stuff. God bless him on this brief Vacation.
All=right, i've said enuf and Optimism dictates that things could only get better. The opposite is barely werth considering. That is, keep them prayers & comments coming~~and the Slack will also look after you some=day. Poetry? maybe so, maybe no. Off i go***