Coming home.....

Home is the hunter, home from the hill,
and the sailor, home from the sea.....
And me ‘n Millyrose, home from Costco....She sez t’me (she, being Millyrose, of course) “Can you carry the groceries by yourself?” “Of course” I replied, “We spent less’n a hundred bucks.”
It amazes me somewhat that with times as hard as they are, with unemployment at an alltime high (at least, since I was a baby) there is so much traffic in the middle of the day, that there are so many people shopping at Costco, that there are so many new cars ‘n trucks ‘n boats....I paid $2.99.9 a gallon for gas at Costco ‘n the ARCO station across the street which is usually a penny more was $3.13.9.....but, to quote, Willie Nelson, “that’s the way it goes.”
It’s warm t’day...sunny ‘n blue skies...so I went for a steam, a swim ‘n a little sun this morning...I should prob’ly have stayed home ‘n worked in the yard or done something else that would actually be productive but that’s the way it goes. The rain ‘n cool weather has kept me out of the pool...I know I could have gone anyway... a lot of swimmers do their laps without fail, day in ‘n day out, no matter the weather but I’m a bit of an old wuss, I guess....I’d be alright once I got in the water but it’s the walk from the clubhouse t’the pool that stops me everytime....anyways, I did a half-hour of very slow laps t’day....very slow....but I did ‘em for half an hour ‘n that’s a beginning....
Anyways, back to home from Costco....we gotta go out again, this time I think, to Safeway....shopping at various ‘n sundry seems to make up a lot of our social life these days....so, I’m gonna finish up this bottle of Henry Weinhard Blue Boar Ale, go outside ‘n hose the bird poop off the little car ‘n go play in traffic some more.....