Today is May 18th. the day Diane, and other branches of the family who have opinions, and decision-making authority. decided that it’s time for another family get together. Another factor, overriding all opinions is that this is the 3rd Sunday of the month. It’s become a tradition that Diane started. We all eat together on the 3rd Sunday every month. That makes it easy for me to remember.

I’m not aware of any celebrations that are planned. Yet. I just took Max for his first walk of the day at noon. In his honor, it rained cats and dogs. We got pretty wet but I at least had a raincoat to protect most of me, but Max forgot his. I don’t think he even knows where his might be. I also don’t think he really gives a rip because he’s just fine walking in mud puddles. He seeks them out. He likes being wet because getting that way normally results in someone vigorously dries him off so he won’t get water everywhere he goes. He loves that part.

The date has changed since I started this. Today is now May 31st. Since I’ve ignored this for the past 13 days you can readily see that I’m a little lazy. Actually. I prefer to view it as a profound demonstration of my procrastinating skills. I’m really good at that.

During that 13 day delay many things have happened. If it wasn’t for my inability to remember ‘stuff’, I’d share it all with you. The best I can do is do start typing and see what happens. My upfront disclaimer is that, if you read this, and disagree with something I share, please feel free to point out the errors. Doing that will do no good because we’re dealing with my reality here and everyone knows it’s sketchy. Most of my lucid moments are spent in an alternate universe.

OK, here goes. I’m pretty sure that Diane and I had a visit from our Winnebago friend recently. They stayed at the St. Helens Elks’ lodge RV Park. We had a great visit and enjoyed a couple of excellent meals at the lodge. One was a steak; the other was clam chowder. I have photos somewhere.

While our friends were visiting, two guys installed Diane’s new bathtub. It has a door so she doesn’t have to make that high step over the side. The old tub was working OK but I’m at the point in my life where bending and picking her up is beyond my ability. We discussed the tub at great length before making our decision, so we were ready to make the change. It didn’t take long for the bank to pony up some 2nd mortgage money so we could pay cash for it. Those two guys did the job in one day, just like the guy on TV said they would. We just stayed out of their way and let them have at it. We took a peek once in a while just for fun to see how things were going, but we didn’t talk with them for fear of derailing their progress.

I’ve spent the last day or so looking for photos to share that relate to whatever I’m writing about, but they just aren’t on this computer. So, in order to put this post to rest, I’m just going to find photos that has nothing to do with this post. Then I’m posting it.

This is me with a beard from 2019.

Here’s a photo from somewhere in Nevada (I think). Maybe it’s from New Mexico. That’s probably not true because I don’t think we’ve ever been to New Mexico for vacation.