Funny little things we do...

 Butch is rather traditional in his choice of clothing and what he chooses seems to concern him far more than it does me. The other day he was looking at his pile of shorts and shirts, many of which he had not worn for some time. So he decided to flip the piles over and wear what was on the bottom. I applaud his idea.

He tried to throw these shorts away a couple of years ago and I said, "No". 

We haven't been doing much these days. We do have our own little happy hour every day at 4:00 and we play pool. We only have each other as partners for the most part. We did play with Pete and Jerilynn the other day. I sure hope we didn't scare them off. I do plan to start trivia soon. 

I had an allergic reaction to fluconazole a couple of weeks ago and that did slow me down a bit. I was on prednisone for 5 days and that was okay but getting off that stuff is a whole different thing. Ain't gonna let that happen again! I am starting to feel normal. I like normal.

The more "senior" we get the more "senior" we behave. 

All Get Along?

 This morning there are dozens of things I should be doing but what I was doing was sorting pictures, deleting duplicates, and other unwanted pics. I ran across this one and loved the theme. It was taken in our backyard about a year ago while sitting at my computer.

Here we have a squirrel, a rabbit, and two BlueJays sharing space and a meal.

Settling

 Settling in doesn't seem too noteworthy. So then a writer's block comes upon me and I sometimes can't get past it. So if I start on something that carries no interest for you, walk on by.

My sister Myrla spends much more time in my head than I thought would happen. She was loaded with friends and they really stepped up for her and us! Myrla was a storyteller in the best meaning of the word. She found the funny in every situation. Her last year on this earth was difficult for her and her friends. Being the dedicated smoker that she was it was difficult to visit with her in her home. Last fall, before we left for Texas, she was confined in the hospital for a few days. We went to see her because of the fact the hospital room would be smoke-free. In true Myrla fashion, she was covered with nicotine patches sitting Indian style in the bed. Now that was a funny sight. I had notified others of her friends and family she would be there and they also took advantage. We didn't know it would be a last visit although it was on the agenda and we did know that. For the first time, I found out that she was a dedicated Harry Potter fan. She watched the series on tape over and over again.  We had a long discussion about Harry Potter and she knew her stuff. She would have been a trivia ace on that subject. It is never easy to guess where someone's strength of knowledge might be or what subject they land on.

Butch has been playing some golf and we have returned to our pattern of going to the pool hall every day and playing some pool. We have some new plans for the pool hall as we are giving Myrlas pool table to her best friend. We have no need for two and it will give us more room to entertain whenever the emphasis is not on pool. We have RV renters (Pete and Jerilynn) in our back yard and they like to play cards and games so we have also been doing that when doctors' appointments don't interfere.  I haven't started trivia yet but plan to when the one pool table finds its new home.

Here is my latest Bird pic. I am quite fond of this one. 

 We had a large flock of Blue Jays this morning. They work together and seem to have a system. This bird was a guard bird.