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I'm writing a lot because my usual routine is disrupted. My best friend left on a trip to Michigan and Canada. Our four times a day phone calls are on hold till she returns. As an aside, I heard on the news that travelers have to show a birth certificate to cross the Canadian border nowadays, and beginning the first of the year, you'll have to have a passport.
Cousin Ellie is tied up with major responsibilities, so I don't have a traveling buddy for now. Yesterday I made the 50 mile round trip to the Pizza Hut and enjoyed that. Sunny, blue skies, lots of birds singing this morning, which is heartening. Their silence recently was ominous.. so much habitat is being destroyed with deforestation I was really concerned.
Well folks, we're in the middle of our bi-annual love bug infestation--they splatter into glue-y clumps on the windshield and front end of your car. Clouds of them swarm over the highways, and around doorways, so it's exit and swat. Pesky critters.
I was listening to Mississippi Public Broadcasting, our arm of NPR and heard French Suite # 5, by Bach. This is the piano composition Hannibal Lecter listened to while locked in his cage, being guarded by two armed policemen. Lecter listened to Bach as he plotted his fiendish, cleverly diabolical escape plan.
Well, on to doing the laundry..I'm bored and boring.
Bye y'all, susil
