Friday Funnies

Hi,

Today the forecast went from 10 to 20% possibility of rain based on some thin clouds overhead.  We just laughed in the face of the ‘storm threat’ and went on with our day.

The ‘Middle Song’ this week was “98.6” by Keith.  Here’s an ‘Old School Friday’ from 1962 that you may remember:

“__ __ __?  I have seen you before.  __ __ __?  May I walk you to your door?  It’s so hard to find a personality with charms like yours for me, ooh-ooh, ooh-ohh, ooh-ee…”  Hint:  It’s by a duo and it’s probably the oldest line in the book (5).

This morning we left the house with a short list (555).  Coffee and roti and dog training talk at The Wanderer followed by a trip to Top’s Market at Central Plaza Mall.  The mall was still closed and that’s probably just as well.  Picked up a few things that were missing from the kitchen and headed home.  There seems to be more possibilities for eating ‘clean’ these days.  Top’s is at the top of the ‘food chain’ when is comes to finding things with fewer additives and/or little or no processing.  I guess the store is getting the message that some folks care about the details in their food.  For what used to be a small town, Chiang Rai is really growing up fast.  Still slow for many, but that’s OK.  

This afternoon we made another run up to Mae Chan to see Dr. Mark.  I needed some help with a strained muscle/ligament issue.  We had an interesting conversation about the whole virus thing.  I won’t go into details, but it was good to get a doctor’s perspective.  There are so many questions that may never be answered.  

JaiDee continues to have access to the bed.  He seems to be doing better about relaxing, as long as he has something to do, or rather, chew.  Sometimes he’ll drop his toy over the side, not want to get it so he chews the bedspread.  Not cool, but he’s learning.  In the evening, after his exercise, he can get rowdy.  That usually means he’s getting sleepy.  As soon as he gets downstairs he crashes.  

JaiDee and me, chillin’ on the bed.

Have a Wonderful WeekEnd.         Time for the ‘Funnies’

                    Peace,

                              Danny