Good morning everybody. My rib is still really sore but much better--at least I can draw a deep breath without hurting today--so I'm guessing I'll be all well in a day or two.
Congrats to Ollie on another year as Commander. I count things like that as adding to one's stars in heaven. At least I like the metaphor.
I watched President Bush 41 jump out of an airplane a little while ago. He does that on milestone birthdays. Today is his 90th birthday. Yesterday at Senior Saints we sat at the same table with our now oldest Senior Saint who is I believe is 93. He explained how he gave up golf at age 90 because he thought his game was starting to deteriorate and he hated developing a nasty hook. You gotta love em.
And about wearing socks to bed. If any of you have foot cramps at night, a pair of snug socks can often keep that from happening. And I was just reading a medical article recently that wearing socks to bed can often help insomnia or help people fall to sleep more quickly. Just for what it is worth.
Okay another cup of coffee, waiting for the Naproxen to kick in, and then need to get ready to make a medical taxi run later this morning.
Ya'll all have a great day, rain and sunshine and all.