Musings: Notes From My Daybook

Ever find yourself tripped, about to fall, and so you do a little dance--hopping and jumping--to prevent the embarassing impact of body on pavement? Of course, you look just a little odd just trying to keep your balance!

Last Sunday afternoon, with about 30 minutes together, our family merged at the local Brusters. Three cars; 5 people. Talk about a family burning a candle at both ends! I'm walking on the sidewalk, talking to Vickie who is sitting in her car. She is, of course, much smarter than. She simply handed a ten dollar bill to the daughter in her car and sat nice and cool. Me--I'm walking and talking and looking backward and run right into a bench. The whole parking lot enjoyed my little routine of staying on my feet!

Walking slower. Keeping your eyes looking forward. Not bad wisdom at all!