The Big Day.

This is hilarious. All of this gobbledegook is supposed to be a picture. Hmmmmm. What do I do now? Just let it be, I guess. This is my last post with dial up (I think). So I will hope for the best. Everyone seems to be having good luck. Our telephone company is good. I hope for the best!

I thought I got a picture of John YaYa with his cone. I felt in all the uproar about Naomi's foot, George's sciatica, and my hospital stay I had neglected to fill you in on the state of the dog. The dog is getting along just fine. Needs more exercise, but his owner is not able to walk very well, yet. Soon, however, all will be back to more or less normal.

Life is good. Take care.