Yeah... he's a biker!
No, I'm serious.
He rides in a special backpack on the back of a big burly biker.
The goggles protect his eyes.
You never know what you will see in DP's H.
Two unexpected things happened yesterday.
I was taken out to lunch.
(for a bribe and sneak attack)
I was volunteered to assist a mini older person
in writing a news letter.
Her name is Dolly.
She is so tiny that her head just about reaches my shoulder...
and I am 5'3".
She's so cute that you want to adopt her.
She is a hugger and calls everyone
All her giggles end with an exhaled
To find someone more adorable,
you would have to be looking at a baby.
So we went out to lunch...
Mom, Ron, Dolly and myself.
Dolly drove me home.
It was hard to fit into her car.
Her legs are so short that the car seat is set so far forward
that my knees were at my chin.
(So that's how tall people in my car feel!)
I ran inside and locked the dog door.
Roxy was out back,
lazing in the sun and
I hoped that she would not notice.
I didn't want Roxy to do her happy-to-see-a-visitor dance,
which can be quite loud...
and possibly knock tiny, delicate Dolly over.
We wrote the news letter fairly quickly.
It was cute.
This is for a group of elderly RV campers who formed a club.
Most of them have known each other since, at least, high school.
All either grew up here or married someone who did.
The average age is 80.
They are a huge support for each other.
I attend their monthly "fellowship" diners.
Its a simple news letter...
a paragraph for each event,
past and present, if needed to be mentioned.
It has a humor section,
and a place for club member
medical issues, births, deaths, weddings,
and requests for prayers.
Once they were printed,
I let Dolly out the front door and Roxy in the back door.
quiet time to relax and crochet or maybe take a nap.
Then the phone rang.
That is how my entire day went.
I would sit down and the phone would ring.
"Can I borrow an extension cord?"
"Did you get the news letter done?"
"Do you want trade veggie slicer/shredders?"
"I want to talk to my dad... when will he be awake?"
and my favorite...
"Oh, never mind!"
I never got my nap.
I didn't finish my crochet as scheduled.
(I tell myself I need to do so many rows per day.)
Things just kept popping up.
Life is fairly boring for a month...
then a pile of things happen all at once.
One last random thought.
Not all elderly people are cute.
Like all people...
some can be totally rotten if they want to.
But you have to like Dolly.
She's so sweet and enjoyable.
It was a real pleasure to help her out with the news letter...
even if it was sprung on me.
Had I known that I had a choice in the matter,
I honestly would have opted out of helping in some polite way.
Sometimes I need a gentle push forward
to do things I would not normally do.
I'm glad that I did this one.