“With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.”

Gracie wanted out close to seven this morning so out we went. I was surprised at how cool it was. When she wanted out again, it was close to ten. I was surprised at how warm it had gotten. My house, though, still feels cool from the AC last night. I wanted to open doors this morning to all that cool air, but all I could hear from my neighbor’s yard was the beep-beep machinery makes when it goes backwards. Shutting the door helped, but I still had trouble getting back to sleep with all the noise, but I did manage. I’m a good sleeper.

We had game night last night and an early birthday for me as my friend will be out of town for my real birth date. I wore my Happy Birthday tiara and blew out the candles to a rousing rendition of Happy Birthday. To make the night perfect, I won all three games we played. I was the birthday girl and the champion.

When I was a kid and it was close to my birthday, I’d sit on the front steps waiting for the mailman. I was hoping for birthday cards with money tucked inside. Usually it was a dollar, a huge amount in those days when even a quarter went a long way and my fifty cent allowance every week made me rich. One grandmother sent money while the other usually gave gifts. I still have a couple of Bobbsey Twin books with a Happy Birthday message from my grandmother. I was eight.

It was sunny earlier but is now cloudy. The weather says partly sunny today. I figure that’s an optimist’s view like the half full glass.

Today is a quiet day for me, on purpose. I am foregoing a dump run. I’m just not in the mood though I’d be hard-pressed to define a no dump mood. It is just a sense of it. I will go to Agway as I need small cans of Gracie food, the ones she has in the morning. I am also going to buy some plants on sale to fill in empty spots in the front garden. The bird feeders need filling again. The hungry avians emptied them in two days.

That’s all. I got nothing else. Oops, one more thing: tomorrow I am having my other eye done so no Coffee. I’ll see you on Thursday.

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10 Comments on ““With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.””

  1. Birgit Says:

    Congratulations, lucky champion 🙂
    Good luck tomorrow! I hope you hit the 99% chance and the eye treatment will be successful. Is your other eye okay now?

    • katry Says:

      I don’t know if the other eye is okay as he won’t check the eyes for three or four weeks.

      I too hope this works. I have no idea what or if there is a next step.

  2. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    Well that was a good night for you all around. Birthday and victory!

    I hope your eye treatment is successful and no next steps are required.

    Enjoy the evening.

  3. Bob Says:

    Good luck with your eye proceedure. Just remember that old song, “It only hurts for a little while”.

    This morning a line of thunderstorms came through between six and seven dumping a lot of rain. Luckily when I headed to work the rain was almost over. One drop of rain causes traffic problems all across the area.

    • katry Says:

      Thanks, Bob

      It hurt far more than the first one did, but I survived.

      I love thundershowers! We had rain this morning which surprised me as rain wasn’t in the weather report. It is still humid and cloudy.

      Rain causes huge traffic problems here as tourists take to the main roads hoping to find something to do.

  4. Jay Bird Says:

    August 14 was my “big one”. I feel as good (or bad) as I did in my 60’s! Glad you won the games. A friend gave me a bunch of scratch-off cards… not one number matched, on any of the cards! So I guess my gambling luck hasn’t improved.

    • katry Says:

      Happy Belated Birthday!

      I don’t feel any different either. I guess that’s a good thing.

      For my 60th so long ago I got several scratch cards as well. None of them was a winner either.

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