Friday Meanderings on a Tuesday

Ice — The end of April and still ice covered ponds.

Made it through 8 days and nights without a REAL computer with lots of memory and a keyboard. Here’s a snap of one of the reasons I didn’t want to drag it along on my flights to ND.

Express jet — And no, I don’t know who that guy is!

Plus there’s that 4 hour layover in Denver where I walk from one end of the airport where the big jets land to the other end where the wee jet gates are. Then walking from that gate for about another mile to board baby jet on the tarmac. Got my 10,000 steps in that day!

So I’ve been taking photos and blogging on my iPad Pro and iPhone. I downloaded a bunch of apps for photo fixing and finally found one that let me resize my photos to fit my blogs. And is one advertisement after the other. (No, I do not need …) Very frustrating but it works. Well maybe not. Sometimes the apps decide to crop differently then I expect.

Cookie time

And as promised last week, I have pics!

Adley never sleeps a whole night in her own bed. “I scared” Sometime between 2 and 3 in the morning she very noisily crawls into my bed.

Adley — Then wakes up a happy baby about 7 am. Grandma’s not so happy since she’s been up since 2 or 3 in the morning.

Good morning pic before school/daycare. (Grandma is very thankful for school/daycare and that the kids each have their own tablets)

Uke — Got the girls ukuleles. Piper learned four chords. Adley not so interested. That uke is coming back to Florida to be replaced with drums. I’m sure her mom and dad will love that!

Cat — This is a Pewter. He has gained a LOT of weight since last August. Pewter, you might want to consider Weight Watchers.

Deep thoughts….

I blame a lot of my “ailments” on a little too much wine.

Can’t sleep….quit drinking

wake up feeling exhausted….quit drinking

can’t concentrate….quit drinking

can’t lose weight…..quit drinking

So I quit. For 7 days. (Only because I was entirely responsible for those two sweet girls) Still couldn’t sleep, still woke up exhausted, still couldn’t concentrate, and still didn’t lose weight.

And now for another glass of wine.

Hey, I live in Old Homosassa. One of the few southern communities that have more bars than churches. Which begs the question…. Do we move to Old Homosassa because we drink or does living in Old Homosassa make us drink?

Have a happy week!

Kathy

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