Dadgummit! I wanted to use a much stronger word but held'er back. I had a note all typed and ready to send but before I did Dory wanted me to walk with her up to the mailbox. I put the computer down thinking I would send it when we got back. In our absence the computer downloaded an update and then restarted the computer.......lost note! I have since turned that little automatic option off.
Anyway to keep you from wasting one of your blessing counts on a non-note not received I'm sending you another. It probably won't be any better than the one lost but there is a good chance it won't be any worse. Nothing much said in it nor this one either.
Dory has been talking to me some about my food intake. I've told her several times that I have a large body which of course requires more fuel. And while climbing the hill to the mailbox, in a gasping puffing answer to a snide comment from her, the bigger body also requires more oxygen.
I never gave the food problem much thought as I usually eat what ever she serves. But she got enough of my attention yesterday to make me believe she is serious. She and Ruthie went to Osage Beach for a few things and planned to have lunch there somewhere.
This left me to my own wiles for lunch and a trick it was. Only thing I could find was a can of sardines in mustard sauce and a bag of radishes. These two items aren't a, 'go together good', kind of thing. If I'd had any hunger pangs at all they disappeared after about four bites but I was still able to force the remaining five bites down and hold them too.
Old people shouldn't eat health foods. They need all the preservatives they can get. -Robert Orben
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