I admit it. I forgot how to do this. If you see this post, it’s a miracle. I tried for an hour or more yesterday to prepare this. I seem to have forgotten most of what I need to know. Yesterday I was unable to insert the photo you see today, so maybe this will happen, my first post after a long absence. I can’t say it’s coming along easily.
Dining at IHOP
That’s a mask under my chin.
Steve and I are fortunate to be in Florida where we can dine out and live almost normal lives during the pandemic. We read and hear criticisms about our state, but we have not experienced those negative things we read and hear.
My dear granddaughter, mother of my great granddaughter, came down with Covid-19 right before Christmas. The first few days were awful, she said. On the third day she washed her car.
Youth, why did you leave me? I’m sure I wouldn’t have been washing my car on the third day of Covid.
I love my grand-daughter and am thrilled to see her well again and prosperous as though she had never been ill.
I’m sure I speak for all people when I say, “I want this pandemic to end.”
We are still in the same very nice park but on another lot. We will stay here another year. Maybe we’ll get a house someday. Maybe not.
We acquired our motorhome in Year 2015 in September. Since leaving our stick-and-brick home in Arizona, we have been without Internet except for the hotspot kind until a few months ago when we moved onto this lot. We have it now, which enables me to consider engaging in my blog again.
While I’m doing this, Steve is outside washing our motorhome. I am also baking a potato as I type. The potato is now done. I’ve been so absorbed in this pursuit, I forgot to prepare the pork chop to go with the potato! Lunch may be late. Okay. Here goes. I’m going to hit PUBLISH!