Boy Howdy....guess I just ain’t used to the bachelor life anymore...’course, I’ve been married so long that actual bachelor life is one of those primordial memories, y’know, so long ago that it takes a DNA specialist to dig it out...
Anyways, me ‘n da boyz are gettin’ by tho’ Rusty still jumps at ev’ry noise ‘n runs to the door looking for Millyrose....ever’ so often I have to let him out so’s he c’n run ‘round the car t’make sure she ain’t there...
I been pushing a few barrels of ‘free’ gravel down the street ‘n dumping it in out in the south forty...well, an old overgrown pathway on the east side of Tumbledown Manse...’n it sets my shoulder to aching, ‘specially at nite, so when I couldn’t sleep last nite, I took a couple advil ‘n a sleeping pill (left over from the chemo) ‘n finally drifted off ‘bout 3:30 or so in the AM...’n didn’t get up until tennish (anyone) this morning, whereupon I made some sourdough biscuits, fresh coffee, fed da boyz, took the sad SacBee ‘n a jar of blackberry jelly out on the veranda of Tumbledown Manse ‘n enjoyed a leisurely breakfast...life is hard! Well, somewhere the sun is shining ‘n somewhere children shout ‘n even tho’ there may be no joy in Mudville...
etcetera, etcetera...t’is a pleasant day here in Ol Fair Oaks.....
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