That was an exciting week, so here’s a little number called Oatmeal and Animal Crackers. I wrote it myself a minute or two ago.
With so much excitement let’s skip to the main event. Target. With a list so long it would even shock Santa we entered and faded left. An hour or so into the trip, Starbucks beckoned. Ahoy! There it is up near the front. Coming down the home stretch, there they were. Animal Crackers. In a big bear holding about two gallons of them. My willpower prevailed, so I went down the next aisle and then made a second pass. Maybe there is a snack aisle. Yes! A box with portion controlled snack sizes.
Don’t ask me how my mind put oatmeal with animal crackers, but it did. I don’t exactly love oatmeal. If I add whey powder, Truvía, a bottle of cinnamon, and half a pint of berries it’s edible. All of that actually combines to make a healthy breakfast that tastes mostly okay. I feel better when I eat it. There is a point to this…After living in the South for 20 years, I still hate grits.
And the point to this whole thing is that I warned you that if you’d wondered about living on wheels, you were about to find out. Isn’t it exciting?
Thank you for your patience and for stoping by. Tomorrow’s entry will be quite on point. I have it organized and need to take a picture before sharing it with you. Please stop back soon.
Have you ever played Hand and Foot? Mind out of the gutter, please. It a quirky card game. Let’s backtrack if you will. I’ve been posting pictures of our new home. It is also a new lifestyle and a brand new community. It is called Esplanade and is “concierge living.” We signed on the first day after visiting another Esplanade.
Though lots are smaller than our previous half acre, we have a large screened lanai, a nice brick patio, and some lawn. A lawn that “they” do all the work to maintain. I don’t know who “they” are and don’t care. We have friends, neighbors, and fun. So about this Hand and Foot thing…
This afternoon I was invited to play Hand and Foot. My companions were three lovely ladies, including my wife Sandy, and one gentleman who is our Activities Director. Nobody minds if I bring my own chair. New, large cards! After watching two games, I took over for said gentleman, and we won. In the forth game we had the two most experienced matched against the two newest. She and I had a blast. We also lost. Aren’t you surprised?
I guess I did well enough because I was invited to come back. Or maybe they want me partnered with some unsuspecting newcomer. Whatever. We laughed, we talked, we ate Thin Mints, and we strengthened our bonds of friendship.
I like this game. I like my new home.
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