It’s been a few days since I’ve done this. For reasons I don’t understand I feel like I need to keep everyone apprised of what’s going on in Jerrie’s life. In truth, I find it amazing that people spend time reading this. I’m humbled by the attention. Thank you.

I know that’s a bit of a broken record coming from me because I’ve said it before,

Now I need to remember what’s been happening during the past 9 days. Time passed at the speed of 86400 seconds a day. That’s 60x60x24, in case you were wondering. That’s true so you don’t have to double-check. Unless you want to, of course.

“Why,” you might ask, “do you know something weird like that?”

I found that little formula very useful while writing reports for the IT department of a company I worked for. Doesn’t make sense, does it? At this time in my life, it doesn’t make sense at all and I’m baffled how I used that information. So, why am I talking about it now? I don’t know that, either.

Today when Diane and I were returning home we were flagged down by a little girl with a plate of cupcakes. She was walking down the street giving them to all her neighbors, many of whom she’d never met. I suspect she’s around 8 years old. When Diane stopped the truck she climbed on the running board and insisted that we each take one of her cakes and eat it right then. However, we convinced her we would enjoy them more if we saved them for dessert after supper.

She scrunched her eyes and said, “supper?” Diane explained that it’s also like dinner and she was good with that. She bounced off happy, spreading goodwill up and down our block. We were impressed that someone that young took it upon herself to do this. Alone.

I apologize to those who actually continued reading this far. I didn’t have a plan and actually tried to end it far sooner. But, the jibberish just kept coming. But now, I’m stopping.

Perhaps the next one will be better. No guarantees.