Da haps, today

I spent an hour or two today going through some of my old attempts at writing. Essays, stories, some poetry, what have you. Some of it was good, some less so but I was a bit taken aback to realize how long I’ve been writing on a regular basis.

Mary is down in the laundry room / downstairs restroom laying a new floor. I wonder how many times I’ve marveled at the fact that I lucked into marrying a women who’s not afraid to get her hands dirty. She really is a good egg, but don’t tell her I said that. I wouldn’t want her to get a swelled head.

Daughter One is recovering from a medical procedure and thankful for a boyfriend who hovers by her to make sure she has what she needs.

Two and Da Boy are planning their wedding.

One of my friends is have her hard work directing a play validated by critics. Those of us who have known her since Gawd was a baby always knew she was a director at heart.

The new front lawn goes in tomorrow and I don’t have to do the grunt labor – score! Okay, I did have to dig and fill the French drain to reroute roof water from the new lawn but I did that last weekend so it no longer counts.

Onshore breezes have finally driven the clouds of smoke from fires to the East away from us.

Two dogs asleep within nine feet of where I sit.

I can’t complain.