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I turned at the bottom of the stairs two quickly and my hip complained. Just a "hey dummy, get everything pointed in the same direction, huh?" type of a complaint. For the next 4 hours. :rolleyes:

Sometimes I think parts of my body just like to talk. Kind of like my dog. And Stormy, one of my hens. :lau
I find I have to remind myself occasionally to keep my feet, and eyes pointed in the same direction when walking.
 
Good morning! Coffee in my mug, oatmeal cooking on the stove.

Today we are going to the funeral of someone hubby knows, and I know of. He was the co-founder of the business where we met. We'll probably see some people we used to work with there.

His health had been very poor and declining for quite a while, I guess. Now he is at rest.
 
Good morning! Coffee in my mug, oatmeal cooking on the stove.

Today we are going to the funeral of someone hubby knows, and I know of. He was the co-founder of the business where we met. We'll probably see some people we used to work with there.

His health had been very poor and declining for quite a while, I guess. Now he is at rest.
Sorry to hear this Sally. I better go flip the switch on the coffee pot for ma.

Good Morning Old Folks
 

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