Monthly Archives: September 2015

Good News Day

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Tuesday just after noon, Sylvia took me to the podiatrist.  (I still am not allowed to drive.)  They took X-rays of my foot and it looks good and seems to be doing well.  I was able to trade the heavy boot for a light-weight surgical shoe.  As the doctor said, it’s not as comfortable as the boot, but it’s easier to deal with.

After that, we stopped at the steak house and had a nice lunch.  I’d call it dinner.  Grilled prime rib is not on our normal luncheon menu.  That was in celebration of our wedding anniversary, which is today.

That evening, a friend dropped in for an overnight visit.  We always look forward to seeing Sharkey.

Sharkey and Sylvia

Sharkey and Sylvia

This morning started with breakfast with Sharkey.  Then she was on her way east to be with friends.  Later we’ll travel to be with Sylvia’s family as we celebrate her dad’s 98th birthday.

Today is our special day as we celebrate another year of togetherness.

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Happy anniversary my love.  I’m looking forward to many more years together with you.

Unfinished Business

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Last week, I posted an action picture from Facebook.  I solicited captions for the image.  Vee wrote, “Call 911.”

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My son, Scott, observed that the man in black hat and white shirt seems to be keeping horse and rider from falling over.  Good eyes, Scott.

My caption idea: “Old paint never liked scorpions nor spiders, and then she saw both.”  What do you think?

Today is my father-in-law’s 98 birthday.  At least that what’s on the birth certificate.  His birthday may have been yesterday.  Seems that in the excitement, no one thought to look at the clock until some time later.

Healthy Harvest

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Yesterday, after a late lunch, Sylvia said she was going out to “check on the garden.”

When she returned, this was only part of her haul.

There was more

There was more

This is only part of the tomatoes.  Last evening we had our version of taco salad.  For greens, we had red romaine, Swiss chard and New Zealand spinach.

As I write this, Sylvia is processing tomatoes.  None of those are pictured here.

The neighbor that I hired to mow our lawn while I’m recovering from foot surgery, was at work while Sylvia was harvesting garden goodies.  He stopped to speak with her and to tell her that her garden looks great.  (It does!)

September Morning

September Morning