HAPPINESS isa warm PUPPY.~ Charles M. Schulz
This is the puppy I thought of when I read that. (I wonder why? LOL)
And Snoopy always balances on top of his dog house, even sleeping, right?
HAPPINESS isa warm PUPPY.~ Charles M. Schulz
"Missouri’s Department of Health confirmed that the primates are in or around O’Fallon Park." (See the park in the photo above.)
Our Circle@Crown Cafe will be serving a variety of potatoes today, so you may want to pick more than one kind. See you there?

This book builds vocabulary by presenting the fascinating histories behind those words we need for more effective communication and comprehension.

Rare-book dealer Ashlyn Greer has an affinity for books that extends beyond the intoxicating scent of old paper, ink, and leather. She can feel the echoes of the books' previous owners — an emotional fingerprint only she can read. When Ashlyn discovers a pair of beautifully bound volumes that appear to have never been published, her gift quickly becomes an obsession. Not only is each inscribed with a startling incrimination, but the authors (Hemi and Belle) tell conflicting sides of a tragic romance.With no trace of how these mysterious books came into the world, Ashlyn is caught up in a decades-old literary mystery, beckoned by two hearts in ruins, whoever they were, wherever they are. Determined to learn the truth behind the doomed lovers' tale, she reads on, following a trail of broken promises and seemingly unforgivable betrayals. The more Ashlyn learns about Hemi and Belle, the nearer she comes to bringing closure to their love story — and to the unfinished chapters of her own life.
The meaning of ZOOM is changing, so could I say that I'm zooming into a Zoom Meeting, since we're doing it online? How fast is zoom?
Colleen wrote: "When in doubt, zoom out. Ignore the cult of doom and gloom, and embrace the cause of zoom and boom. We will laugh at the stupidity of evil and hate, and summon the brilliance of praise and create. Life is crazily in love with us — wildly and innocently in love with us. The universe always gives us exactly what we need, exactly when we need it." — quoting Rob Brezsny
When the sun shines in our windows in the morning, Clawdia comes and sits looking at me expectantly. Sometimes I move my wrist so my watch reflects a little round dot of light. Sometimes I use my iPhone, getting a squarish sort of light. And sometimes, Clawdia just sits and watches the light show, when both lights start playing and chase each other.
When construction is completed and we move into our new apartment, our windows will be facing west. I wonder how having no morning sunshine will affect Clawdia's thinking about the little white dots.
Someone told me Miss Sheri's went out of business. Is that true? I used to like to go there to eat, back when I still had a car. (Update: confirmed.)
I'm not so sure a cafeteria would work now, since I use a cane. I don't think I could balance a tray full of food and drink in one hand.
I was on the Crown Center bus, going grocery shopping, when I got a text from Andy saying his mother had died on Tuesday evening, January 31st. Carolyn was a year older than I was, minus a couple of days. When she'd call to wish me a happy birthday, I'd always say that I had caught up with her. We were the same age for two days each year.
I remember splashing together in the tub, when we'd visit overnight. Two little girls, having fun. And I still have the twin bed we slept in, side by side, when we were that small.
I've given up the volunteer job of changing the bulletin board on my floor every month, and my neighbor Galina has taken on the job.
14. Unforgettable Senior Moments and Remembersnarf /snärf / verb (informal) = eat or drink quickly or greedily. Example: "I woke up hungry and snarfed down my breakfast!"
These two books really go together. What I read at the beginning of the book on senior moments sounds exactly like what I read in Lisa Genova's book: "The most familiar type of forgetting is absentmindedness, in which information is never properly encoded in one's memory, if it's encoded at all. Say you've misplaced your keys. When you laid them down, you weren't giving their location your full attention, you were distracted, or, as scientists say, your attention was 'divided'" (p. iv). Click either title to read more that I've blogged about that book.
This blog had more than 500 "pageviews" in 12 hours last Saturday, from 9:00 a.m. until 9:00 p.m. Those stats are on the sidebar beneath my photo. Usually there are only about 200-300 in a whole day. Somebody must have spent a lot of time reading my blog that day.