Can I just tell you all, that your sweet comments really make my day?
I love when someone takes the time to visit my little corner of the world and then leave me a nice note. YOU.ROCK.
It’s like you were on your way home from the store, I just so happened to be at my mailbox when you drive by and we catch up for a few minutes.
I was face-timing with the girls earlier this week, as I’ve been doing a lot.
Mostly Linds and I; she’s alone 24/7 and has in the past struggled with some health-anxiety issues; I’m proud to say, she’s killing it during this quarantine. Cooking, cleaning, working on a movie list and calling her Mom whenever she feels like it.
I’m so proud of her.
Sometimes during our face-timing, we can drag Lolo away from her dog and school work.
I distinctly remember when they were little and when one wanted to talk to me, then the other would too.
My head would spin trying to hear both and give equal attention.
Well, that part has not changed.
They both stated that they were waiting for me to update the blog with a new post; but how can I do that if I’m face-timing for hours at a time?
What say you? There are 22 more hours in a day?
Honestly, I’ll never complain about my girls wanting to talk with me.
During one of our extra-long face time sessions, Lolo began preparing her dinner in the crockpot. Linds was giving directions and then they began to make deviled eggs together.
They asked me to make some too, but I only had 3 eggs.
Later, they sent pics of their deviled eggs via our family chat.
A minute later, the Coach asked for some deviled eggs for when he got home.
I texted that we ONLY HAVE 3 because PANDEMIC.
Being a man of simplicity, he said, that sounds like 6 halves.
I succumbed to deviled egg peer pressure.
I’m much easier than I appear.
Last week I attempted to switch over to WordPress as opposed to blogger.
Why you say? Because I’ve not had a reason to bang my head against a wall until I can’t feel anything for quite a while.
It’s a task that will take me some time, and I hope I don’t give up and succumb to google/blogger for the duration of my blogging life.
The rumor mill around town is that WordPress is not as limiting as the blogger platform and I dream of NOT being limited.
Thursday morning we woke up to a nice heavy rain. My first thoughts were we’ve been needing rain and my second thought was: “My garden caterpillars are going to drown.”
I exclaimed this to Coach and he said: it’s nature, they’re used to it.
I don’t know who he is or who he thinks he’s dealing with because I AM NATURE.
This morning I woke up and apparently we’ve gone back in time…back to January.
The Coach has all the doors and windows open, it’s 61* and I had to put a sweatshirt on over my PJ’s. THAT Is glorious as it’s been in the high 90’s daily.
We actually have some plans this weekend! *suz shouts from the rooftop*
Do you remember all the events/fundraising we do for our disabled veterans?
Well, it’s mostly the Coach, but by default, I get to be a part of it too.
He’s got two events planned for August and September on the East and West coast of Florida with our beloved songwriters.
The mission of Liberty Manor for Veterans, Inc. is to promote the developmental and social needs of disabled, honorably discharged veterans who have fallen victim to homelessness by providing them transitional, supported housing and establishing objectives designed to attribute to self-sufficiency.
Liberty Manor is doing SO much good for our veterans who have served our country and then have through various reasons, become homeless.
Reading the success stories hit my heart in a big way.
So, if you’re not doing anything tonight, tune in. 7:30. We personally know all of the songwriters and you’ll be pleasantly surprised when you hear the stories behind the songs that you hear on the radio.
So, that’s all from me. This was longer than I had planned, but what else do you, me, us have to do?
Have a great weekend and thank you again for being my friends who live inside the computer.