Well yesterday the wind died down a bit but today it is back again. This photo was from a few days ago but it's this windy, trust me. I want to spend a good bit of time in the pool anyway since I didn't get to swim yesterday.
So it's Friday and that's my day off as we all know. I do have some chores to do but not too many. I love Fridays. Well basically I love every day but especially Fridays. And Sundays. And Thursdays. Aw shoot, I guess I love them all.
I gained a few pounds on the cruise and they are still with me. I have to get moving on that now. Right now. I will not gain weight. I have come too far and worked at it too hard to reverse my progress. I am driven with this.
Sunday is the duck's birthday. He'll be 43. I was remembering him as a little towheaded boy in the back yard playing baseball (alone), he'd take off his hat and sing the national anthem, then he'd yell "play ball" and he'd pitch, hit, catch, run the bases, and coach. He was the whole team. He was bossy too, it was so funny to watch.
And so my friends here's hoping you have a wonderful Friday. I will for sure.