I almost crash his car

I am pretty sure I wrote about wanting to live the last five minutes of my life in basketball time. I am going to amend that. I now want to live it in either the Michigan Secretary of State office or the California Department of Motor Vehicles time, doesn't matter. It's interesting to note that two different states have the same folks working in their drivers license and auto related agencies. I went to pick up a Handicap Placard for Fred today, should have had a book with me. I spent twenty minutes trying to guess just what the four people doing nothing, were doing. It was a lot like going to the post office.

Fred had a good day. He was up and down the stairs and aside from a late afternoon nap was up all day. I told him we were going to pretend I wasn't here tomorrow and see how he does. He said he is confident he can take care of everything himself now, I hope so.

I started to go to Aunt Lee's around ten this morning. I made it about a mile from here, onto the first east west street south of us. There was a police car with lights on, stopping traffic while a car facing the wrong way tried to correct itself. Well, I mean the driver tried, not the car. The road was very slick and icy. I'll try again tomorrow.

We thought I could use a cooking break tonight and decided on a pizza. I ventured out, remembering my gloves, and hat. A popular pizza here is Jet Pizza and that's where I went. As I was leaving the pizza place parking lot, making a left turn, I almost got hit by a car driving in the center turn lane. It was really my fault and I am very glad he didn't hit me. Remember I had Hungry Howie Pizza with Harriet and Paul? I not only liked Howie's better but no one tried to kill me on the way home.

After several years living in California I told someone I had yet to shovel rain.

It's usually me who mishears things and last night was no exception. Wanda was telling me about some paperwork I need to check when I got home and she said, "It's stuck on the bulletin board." I heard, "It's sucking on a bullfrog." Can't you get warts that way?

I think it's about time I went down to the Dungeon, tomorrow is another day.