Hi, Joan (@joanland)

I wish that to you, too: fun in all things you do. I realize that sounds Pollyannish to so many here, to most, frankly, for whom fun is a commodity not easily come by. Only this morning I awoke feeling kind of blah. That's generally not like me. I'm usually pretty upbeat, despite my constant companion: PN.

I was especially puzzled by how I was feeling because my past few days have been pretty good. On Wednesday I got myself over to my ortho doc's office and had a reasonably good chat about TKR's when you're 80 and have PN. (It was the first time in my life I've ever used valet parking. When the fellow asked for my car keys, I pulled back. 'Huh? These are my keys … ' 'How do you expect me to get your Jeep over into the valet lot?' he asked. We both laughed. But it was a teeny bit embarrassing. 🙂 )

And then on Thursday I had a wonderful Thanksgiving dinner with friends.

So why should I have woken upthis morning feeling blah? I'm fine now. Light snow. Sun's out now. The cat is happy. Friends stopping by later. I must be having fun. I guess I'm othe only one who can say for sure. 🙂

I hope you're enjoying your weekend, Joan.

Cheers!
Ray (@ray666)