Another Wednesday
I can't say that I'll miss Jerry Fallwell, but I have to wonder how his afterlife is going. I'm sure he's had a number of surprises. Anyway!
Another graduation season is upon us. Next Sunday KU will be marching another batch of graduates down the hill and out into the wider world. I keep thinking that it has been (!) gasp since a rainy sunday in Wichita that I got my own degree. Dang -- do you know how long that is? Even in people years, zowie. Still, it has been a mostly enjoyable time.
Other partings are not so sweet -- I hope that Cat can stay safe on her summer travels and will stay in touch in the future. I didn't get to say good bye, so I'll say "so long, good luck, and drop a line sometime." from this page. We, your friends,love you, girl. Take care of yourself.
Good news -- the doc and I agree that I don't need any other meds, so I'll treat my flashies with diet. And yes, the d-word is not doing badly. Weight is coming off, slowly, but leaving. On vacation, one friend observed that she was pleased to see that I have a jawline. Tonight, maybe we'll go swimming, the spouse and I.
Next, before it gets too hot, I'd *really* like to get my wheels operational. Here's hoping -- The Anchorhold is a lovely place, but even I get the urge to ramble around. With gas prices becoming what they are, alternate transport is going to be essential this summer. After that, who knows what could happen?
Another graduation season is upon us. Next Sunday KU will be marching another batch of graduates down the hill and out into the wider world. I keep thinking that it has been (!) gasp since a rainy sunday in Wichita that I got my own degree. Dang -- do you know how long that is? Even in people years, zowie. Still, it has been a mostly enjoyable time.
Other partings are not so sweet -- I hope that Cat can stay safe on her summer travels and will stay in touch in the future. I didn't get to say good bye, so I'll say "so long, good luck, and drop a line sometime." from this page. We, your friends,love you, girl. Take care of yourself.
Good news -- the doc and I agree that I don't need any other meds, so I'll treat my flashies with diet. And yes, the d-word is not doing badly. Weight is coming off, slowly, but leaving. On vacation, one friend observed that she was pleased to see that I have a jawline. Tonight, maybe we'll go swimming, the spouse and I.
Next, before it gets too hot, I'd *really* like to get my wheels operational. Here's hoping -- The Anchorhold is a lovely place, but even I get the urge to ramble around. With gas prices becoming what they are, alternate transport is going to be essential this summer. After that, who knows what could happen?