FAST MOVING in Postcards 4

  • Dec. 13, 2020, 6:16 p.m.
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It’s the end of the year, and time for a little hope. I have a Post Op at the dentist’s office, and I only know this because dear G told me it was dental. I hope the implant has taken. I’m still eating soft foods and treating myself extra kindly.

We went out again yesterday. Breakfast was a takeout eaten at the bay. Then after words….I never go into stores any more, but yesterday I did. Costco’s book table called to me. Today I will read the books I bought and let you know what I think. Or maybe you have already read them.

We are failures at the lockdown-not go out-stuff. I should feel terribly guilty, but we stay inside the car with our masks on. Such a great guilty treat it is to watch the boats go by, to watch the people walking, and to watch the birds circle overhead. Little forays like this sure make the time move faster.
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Himself: He’s going to put the wreath on Grumpy and the nose on Myrtle. We will be automotively decorated.
Myself: Sleeping pretty well.
Reading: The new Obama.
Watching: 60 Minutes plus BBS.
Photo: Mine. Christmas 2008. I love his smile.
Gratitude’s: That I am here with you this holiday.


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