Tonights exciting entry to the Shipslog. From our Home port!
We got back from the hospital this evening, it was dark, but I think Sister Shirl has shoveled our snow off. Thanks Shirl. That is not a hint, that there is nothing stopping me from going is it? LOL. That was very sweet.
Oh yes, I noticed it is easy to spot the Floridians in bad weather, we are the only ones in Tennis shoes in the snow. Ha!
I thought of a few short stories while in the room waiting for Sonny to come back from dialysis.
How is this: MY MOTHER IS A LIGHT BULB.
You kinow turtles never see their mothers. They are buried in the sand as eggs. When they are born they must dig to the surface and start looking for food. Ain’t no mama there to get them food.
Thanks for reading this Drivel.
I have printed these, but they bear repeating:Enjoy.......