Hi My Love. Please do not think that since I’ve not typed directly at you it means that I haven’t been thinking about you. That’s hardly the case because you are on my mind constantly.

I figure you know exactly what I’ve been doing, but I’m going to tell you about it anyway. At least the parts I remember. Yes, I still have that issue but it still doesn’t bother me. I don’t forget as much as I used to because I don’t have you to remind me. I really miss that. You were always able to fill in the gaps.

Yesterday the PT Cruiser group had lunch at the Olive Garden in Hillsboro, the one in the Fred Meyer parking lot. We’ve been there a few times before so it was a little bit nostalgic for me. There was a good turnout. Lydia was my date, but I sat next to Nelda. Rick, of course, did the footwork to make the reservation and ensured everyone was well informed. I was pleased that Steve and LaDeane showed up.

Let’s see. There was Rick & Jody, Steve & LaDeane, Me, Lydia, Nelda, Robbie & CC, and some other folks I’ve known for years and have seen a hundred times but can’t remember their names.

Here’s a sunset photo over the Sunset Blvd Church. Nice. Max was with me but he wasn’t impressed. His focus was closer to the ground.

The garage door quit working and that’s very inconvenient. Now I have to go in the front door which involves a key. So far it works okay but there’s always the danger of me forgetting how to use the key.

The problem appears to be with the safety feature that won’t let the door move if something is blocking the sensor. Visually there doesn’t appear to be a problem so it;s confusing. Jeff bought a new set of sensors that relived yesterday and I hooked them up today. They don’t light up at all. Now I’m in another quandary. I’m going to let it rest for a couple of days and see what it looks like then. Right now I’ve totally lost interest in the garage door.

Yesterday I visited with Carolyn for a while to show her how to manipulate her computer without having to log in to her apps over and over Barnes & Noble specifically was the issue. She likes her books. We got it figured out then she wanted to take me to dinner, so i agreed. I picked her up at 5:30 pm and we went to Plymouth Pub. She had. Pulled pork sandwich and I had a bunch of dead shrimp. It was good and we had a lot of time to visit.

Today the temp is supposed to be in the low 90’s. Tomorrow it soars to 97. Makes me want to run around naked but I’m pretty sure no one in the neighborhood wands that to happen. So, I’ll stay inside and take naps. Max will still get his walks but they will be short and early in the morning and late at night.

Today Cedric is 29. You knew that, of course. He’s got a girlfriend at work. I think her name is Wing. One of these days I might get to meet her. He told me that he’s working on her to attend our next family lunch on the 21st. I hope that works out. It should be fun for her to meet everyone all at once. Then again, that might be a bit much for some people. We’ll see.

The temperature was almost 90 today and the A/C decided to take a hike on me. It was 79 in the house almost all day and it wore me out. The thermostat is set to 65 degrees but it doesn’t seem to matter. So, I’ve decided that the thermostat is messed up of the A/C portion of the system doesn’t work. I’ve also considered that I just don’t know how the thermostat works After putting that down on paper, I think back on all the times I’ve run that thermostat up and down and it worked just fine. So I’m taking that one off the table. It’s not operator error. I’ll call the Columbia NW Heating on Monday about it.

On that note, I’m calling it a day. Good night My Love.

I noticed that my incoming emails were declining lately and I found a solution to make new friends. I submitted a questionnaire about car insurance and selected he magic button that allows strangers to contact me about how they can improve my life with their insurance.

Turns out the audience I engaged is tenacious, and won’t stop sending newly revised insurance offers for me. I haven’t answered any of them, yet, because I’m sure doing so will result in a more concerted effort to get my attention.

Although the emails I get are on the annoying side of my tolerance, it’s nice to know that there is a large group of people who want to be my best friend.

So, if you’re lonely, fill out one of those questionnaires and you’ll have a plethora of new friends to keep you company.

In case you’re interested, this 2007 Holiday Rambler is for sale: $45000.

It happened so fast. Just yesterday, it seems, it was May 1st. Somewhere along the way, someone managed to add a 3 in there.

I just returned from a 1.2 mile walk with Max down by the river. It would have been a little longer, but I took a tumble and felt it would be a good idea to head on home. Max was OK with that, especially since he was attacked by a big fluffy dog for no reason. It was mostly noise from both of them, but it sounded like really bad things were going to happen. Leaving was a good choice.

Since you’re wondering about my tumble, let me enlighten you.

As we walked along the path we eventually made it to the point where Max usually found his way down to the river. I never go down with him because it’s a little bit steep and the path is covered with loose rocks. It just didn’t seem like a good idea. So, I took a step back to get out of his way and discovered that I probably should have lifted my right foot a little bit higher. This became evident when my foot contacted the path before I expected it to, and my balance was compromised right away. Since I was expecting to lean back a little to compensate for my momentum going backwards, pausing my right foot caused my entire body to continue it’s backward motion without a foot reaching back to stop me. Consequently, my left foot became a pivot point for disaster as my head gathered speed to the rear.

I did my best to move my pivot point to my waist, but it wasn’t fast enough. Knowing that I was going to crash I extended my frail arms behind my back to absorb the contact before my posterior did. It worked, and I was able to pivot on my hands backwards into a tidy rocking motion on my back. I allowed my feet to extend upward, high into the air above me, to ensure the fishermen in the boats near the shore had a good sense of what was going on as they sat idly by. They may not have even known that I did this acrobatic move just for them. I surmised this was true since I didn’t detect any applause, or cheering.

I let my legs fall softly to the ground, rolled to my left side, then went through my well practiced motions to once again attain a vertical stance. As I did this I analyzed each motion to determine which parts of my body will be aching later. As I suspected, before hitting the ground, my wrists complained the most, then my shoulders, and neck.

As I sit here typing away, my pain level is minimal but experience has taught me that it’s a trick the body plays on someone who does what I did. It’s like having a rubber band stretched around hour body and someone pulls it away from contact and you breath a sigh of relief that is rudely terminated when it’s let go and slams back into you. Being prepared for this makes the pain more tolerable. It’s not a secret. It’s going to happen. I’ll just sit her and ignore it until it comes, then I’ll suffer in silence to ensure no one is aware. I can do this because I didn’t hit my head, and I wasn’t bleeding. That’s the main concern of my caretakers – bleeding and head bumps.

After thinking about this for a bit, I think it’s in my best interest to tell Lydia what happened just in case one of those guys in the boats recognized me and thinks it would be a good idea to call Jennifer and rat me out.

Ya, that would be a good idea. Now all I have to do is remember to tell Lydia when she comes back to the living room. I suppose I could text her, and save some time, but I’d rather look her in the eye so I can judge her level of concern and modify my narrative as necessary to leave her with a calm picture of the event.

Right now, sitting in my chair, a nap seems to be a really good idea. So I will. I think that’s because the adrenalin rush is going away. See you later.