Saw this nice 1966 VW Beetle while on my morning hike. A 1966 VW Bug was the first new car that starter hubby and I had. So, I remember 66 VWs fondly. And, I remember starter hubby fondly too.
Surprise surprise. I was not terribly hungover this morning. I was able to do my job first thing this morning. Go for my little hike. And stop in at the grocery. Lots of water and some Tylenol seemed to do the trick. But, NOTE TO SELF: you are too old to do stuff like that. You are too old to drink ¾ of a bottle of wine.
COVID is creeping backing into The Asylum. Several staff members from the Alzheimer’s unit have tested positive so they locked down all of the assisted living and nursing floors as well as the Alzheimer’s unit. We all get tested next week and if any of my 350 or so independent living neighbors test positive… well, whatever happens, will happen.
Gratitude
Grateful for cookies. Homemade oatmeal raisin cookies to be exact. Worth every calorie.
Thinking about Kona. Don’t want to do anything stupid. Carlton called that “self-will run riot”.
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