XI M 18

The OFFICIAL parties ending the first annual Spring Birthday festival wrap up today at Paradise South. You just KNOW that is was a BASH of epic proportions.

WHY DIDN’T YOU ATTEND ?

Very, very funny.

Their house is not large enough to contain ‘nan’ and Grandpa. End of story.

I feel as I have felt and shared before that the volatility would ignite & combust and make for truly ugly memories for the innocent. Therefore best to simply avoid the situation and besides, in this case later or another time is better. MUCH better.

So I sit in Procrastination station late this Sunday morning waiting on the train.

I have much to do focused primarily on domestics issues. In fact, I am thinking the alarm on the ‘smart’ washer has summoned me some time ago. Must do that shuffle to the ‘smart’ dryer & commence second load of ‘darkers’ as I THINK ‘dark’ is now politically incorrect. I could be wrong for the first time today.

Clocks moved ahead. AOK there.

Received REPORTS from Emma Down Unda and all well as she advances one (1) more year. It is late summer there and she is sipping lemonade. Not sure if there is a crypto message in there or not.

That’s in.

Very windy out today and since I got two (2) good bike rides in the past two (2) days a day of rest is justified and warranted.

I so want to paint and assemble the Achilles tang sculpture. Picture to follow.

HOW’S YOUR MOM ?

Not now Nancy but I did speak to her this morning.

I got to cut & run.