Nothing to report. Sitting in the desert bundled up in my sweats watching it rain.
Made me think about a story my Mom tells about one of my brothers. She’d be dong something when she’d hear, “Mom?”
“What?” she’d reply.
“Nothing,” he’d say.
She said she figured he was just checking to be sure she was still there.
So, in case you were wondering, I’m still here. Doing nothing.
TTYL,
Linda
HAHAHaaaaaaa …. oh, me. Linda… well? at least it ain’t leaking… and you got food.
love this … we did this also… verbatim… hahaaaaa WELL? sometimes we’d say … killin’ flies.
We did the same. We would also always ask my Mom where she was going. Her answer was “Crazy”!
Thanks for bringing the memories.
Glad to hear all is well.
Love it.
Was a good day just to stay in out of this incessant rain.
Good to know you’re doing okay. Lousy weather everywhere this year.
The weather is so nasty is hard to do “something” so “nothing” is definitely better. At least you’re inside and dry.
Hey Linda…glad to read that you are doing nothing and that you’re still here 🙂
Enjoy your nothing and take care.
All the best.
Lyle
Your story about “Mom?” reminded me of my aunt and uncle. Ralph had a favorite chair to sit in, in the house that he built for Helen, and from that chair he could see her ‘working spot’ in the kitchen. And he’d sit in that chair reading the paper. But Helen knew that half of the time he wasn’t even reading because he had this habit of lowering the paper far enough that he could watch her as she did her thing in the kitchen. He wasn’t a man’s man by many standards but he surely loved his wife and nothing made him happier than just knowing she was there… Thanks for a fond memory!!!
Cheers,
Peter
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