What do You Say?

This is HH's bike in Mill Valley taken during his fall trip to San Fransisco.

How do you refer to ex-presidents of the USA? What title do you use? Please tell me. (Of course, if you don't talk about them, tell me what you think you might use IF you talked about them.) I want to know.

Hug Day in Spirit of Season

This is not to be confused with Free Hugs. This was yesterday, and everywhere I went, I saw people I knew, and they all gave me hugs. Heidi, the little minature Dachsund, gave me as much hugging as she could, and MIL gave multiple hugs and said to be careful and not let her fall down. First, I got several hugs from my piano teacher, one from her quilt-making grandaughter, one from her friend D, one from her friend JM, lots of them from people at the gym, where I took MIL, and she took cake and Heidi, then we met MJ and she gave us hugs, as did the waitress. Then when I took MIL back home, more hugs from her and Heidi, and I go home soon to be met by HH and hugs. Next, hugs from DD after she returned home after playing with her string quartet at a wedding, and we three sat on the sofa under a blanket and the cats, watching a Best of the Muppet Show tape. Manamana. Doot doo de do-do. Yaaaaa. Very nice day. (MIL even gets hugs from checkers at grocery stores, so I get more hugs just from hanging around with her.)

Am I Still Here?

Yikes! Well, I'd just better say something and be on my way. Hello. I'm better, and farther behind, but haven't written my To Do list, so not getting anything done. HH and DD are having similar production problems. Maybe it's somthing in the air? In case you wonder, "What's that?" It's a cute little teeny tiny bike that HH is working on for someone else. I think he told me it's called a Shortster. Tee Hee. A pun. Get it? I'm going to write down To Do's (in my To Do notebook, not here, as that would just get me into more trouble.)

Almost Still Here

I'm still here, except I hardly know which way is up. So I'm sort of not here.