While in Santa Fe, Erin and I stopped at a playground near the mall.
Well, Nina, Andy & Debra are on their way home. They cleaned one room while at ML’s condo, her bedroom. Lot’s of stuff packed and ready to move out in whatever means we eventually choose.
I may be heading east sooner than I planned, which was June, just to get outta Dodge, so to speak. There’s a Jeep thing going in Northbrook on the 6th of April that I’m interested in. I figure to drive out there and do that with my little trailer and then load the trailer after the event and return. This is a big freaking maybe though. Joe, you want to go with me? It would be a short trip.
All my meetings went well. The first one was a shocker to the group since I usually only talk when questioned. This time though I was getting annoyed and after 2 hours of talk about the group name and parliamentary procedure, I raised my had and asked the million dollar question; Is this group going to be registered with the state, feds, or any other agency? The answer was no. I then told them that all this bullshit about procedure and names are wasting my time. Just add the city to the name and try to loosen things up a bit and screw the parliamentary crap. All in favor?
Dinner with Catherine and Diane last night was fun. Early evening still, but it was nice seeing Diane again. I see Catherine frequently, but Diane seldom. We went to El Rialto in Las Vegas. Alcohol was consumed in moderation but it was consumed. I need to get together with friends in a night like that more often.
I’ve just added a new link on the right. Messy Nessy Chic, an off-beat travel site that I found yesterday while bored and surfing. Check it out when you get a chance. No, I have no connection to that site, but I did enjoy the time spent on it yesterday.
For all that care, Shirley is very active lately.
She told me that she can walk.
~I told her that she can’t walk.
She said she could.
~I told her she could, but only with someone helping her.
I was told that I can help her walk.
~I said no. Not going to happen.
~I told her she chose the wheelchair over therapy.
~Yep. You wanted to die and said no to therapy.
Why would I do that?
~I don’t know.
But I want to walk.
~If you want to walk, you have to go back to the home.
~For the therapy they offer.
~About 2, maybe 3 months.
~You can talk to Nina about this when she returns.
My life takes some strange twists. Nina’s gone, Shirley talks. Nina’s home, silence. Not sure why this happens.