I am not at all suspicious. Mom was born on Friday the 13th and she is the luckiest person I know. I do believe in spirits and visits and help from the angels and saints who have gone before us but I don't see them as ghosts and ghouls and zombies. I fear the evil of living people much more than anyone who is dead. Luckily, I believe that the evil people are in the minority even though the media would like us to believe differently.
Anyhoooo I digress. The point is that I am out and about. Not doing anything fantastic, just living my ordinary, wonderful life. I took care of some stuff around the house and yard, went to visit Mom, dropped our desktop tower off at Best Buy for service, paid the bills and read for a while.
When Frank is done working we are going to walk to a local restaurant for dinner tonight instead of cooking the grilled cod that was on the weekly menu. The restaurant is a little over a mile away so it will give us a little bit of exercise today as well. One of the things I missed while caring for Mom was mine and Franks walks together. I am happy to be able to get back to having them again.
At the restaurant after our walk.