BB and I slept in late after dinner with Bob and Burnedette last night. BB was a bit "under the weather" from overmuch red wine. One of the great sadnesses of getting older is about the time you learn to really appreciate fine liquor you no longer are able to drink without ill effect. So sad.
We met our new nextdoor neighbors. I'd made some oatmeal raisan cookies for their children, young boy and girl, and we brought them over to introduce ourselves. Interestingly they are from Iceland and have been in the US for 12 years.
I've been thinking about this business of being retired and have decided to be a bit more active in this blog as a way to create a personal experience document of the experience.
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