9/1

Howdy, I'm just so proud to be here.

Dory's mom is doing as well as can be expected. Don't know yet when she'll be released from the hospital. Dory made it home last night and plans to spend the day here. Guess we'll be going to Columbia tomorrow to check on her. I think aunt Sue is going there today.

I got the lawn mowed, blowed and the downstairs vacuumed then got into a pretty good book by James Lee Burke. Don't you just hate to see the last few pages come up of a really good book? It happens to me every time and so far I've not figured out how to avoid it. No! I'll only read a book one time no matter how good it is.

My workaholic neighbor who doesn't like to read, gave me a talking to day before yesterday. Suggested that I need to be doing more with my body rather than sitting around poking junk fiction into my head. I think he is correct but my body doesn't mind sitting here and my mind thinks it's great. Maybe not his words but words to that effect. Anyhow, I'd say my extrasize might be modified somewhat with some exercise. I've got me thinking I might do that after some more of the soreness abates.

In one of the books I got a little quote that I didn't think was junk. A guy was asked if he believed in God. He said anyone in a foxhole believes in God and old age is pretty much a foxhole.

Mishaps are like knives, that either serve us or cut us, as we grasp them by the blade or the handle.~James Russell Lowell