I finished painting a wall and hanging the wallpaper border that separates the two colors. Then I clipped my fingernails again. I have to clip my nails about twice a week. That I have these Miracle-Gro nails is so unfair. There is a woman somewhere crying because she can't get the nails she wants, and here I am clipping every other day. I don't know why women want long nails. They get in the way. Like last week, my granddaughter left her riding toy right in the middle of the carpet in the garage. My wife couldn't pull in. She had to honk and I had to run out and move the toy. I didn't mind doing that for my wife, but it chaps me because I had specifically told my Little Angel not to leave her riding toy in the middle of the garage floor. That's children for ya. They only live in the moment and never remember what they were told, unless of course you told them in passing that we all may go to Pizza&Games later in the week. THAT they remember. I miss Ms. Pacman. You hardly ever see a Ms. Pacman machine anymore. I guess they are "so 20 years ago". But when you get into your third set of twenty years in your life, the previous 20 years doesn't seem like so long ago. I was wonder just the other day about a friend we hadn't seen in a while. I asked my wife when was the last time we heard from the friend. My wife said it was in about 1983. Which, by the way, was a good year. I bought my favorite car I ever owned in 1984 or 85. No, it was in 1983. It was a dark blue 1983 Lincoln Towncar with a darker blue vinyl top. I remember my hand shaking as I made out the check. It cost over $18,000.00. Or was it $19,000.00? Anyway, I used our grill for the first time this season last night. I have been putting it off because I hate to clean the darn thing. But it was going to seed under it's protective cover just sitting there. Speaking of seeds, I got some wildflower seeds in the mail (which I ordered). I am going to spread them on the land I don't own and no one uses on the other side of my alley. It's about 60 acres worth of land. I'm only going to flower about a 12x40' section. Lady Bird Johnson, Lord rest her soul, would be proud of me. Maybe I should write Tricia, since she has been in the news this week, and tell her what I've done in her mama's name. Or maybe I'll save the seeds and throw them at the Code Enforcer when the Little Hitler drives down my alley. He and I are not friends lately.
