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Today is our hottest day so far this year, and reminds me that summer is just around the corner and I need to get back to the Colorado mountains where it is cooler.
Mr. Troutbend is packing up one of the television sets for me to take with me, and I will have a pickup load of other stuff: coffee table, boxes of Christmas decorations, pots, pans, and excess kitchen items, give-aways from the casinos, such as serving dishes for dip, small luggage, all kinds of little carry cases and coolers for six-packs of beer or pop, and two boxes of paperback books that I read this winter.
Whatever doesn't fit in the bed of the truck is going to have to go in a pile in case Mr. T can fit it into the car with Buddy the Cat when then come to Colorado in the middle of May.
Last week I had the flu - that unmistakable muscle ache feeling - for 24 hours. It was horrible. As usual when I'm sick I thought I would never feel good again, but have recovered, and it is just a memory. This is first year since I retired that I've gotten sick, and the first year since then that I've gotten a flu shot, so I'm thinking about whether it was worth the shot. Maybe it was a different kind of flu.
We just got back from three nights at the Excalibur (the one that looks like a castle) on the Strip. They have done some things to fix it up over the last couple of years plus improve the food in the upscale restaurants. I don't like their buffet, but didn't eat in there, so it was a win-win situation: they didn't irritate me with their slop, and I didn't get irritated at them.
I'm always thinking of things to tell you all, but get distracted, and sometimes I forget, or more usually decide it would not be interesting.
Have a good rest of the day, you all.
