Now, anyone who gets that title, I am sure has seen the preview that was released today.  At least, I think it was today, I have been reeling a bit.  David’s fall has set him back a bit, and he is still a little sore and, while he disputed it when I told my Dad, he is a bit insecure about getting up and walking.  We also haven’t exercised, but we made a pact that we would do it tomorrow morning.  Also, I have an aide coming in for three hours tomorrow, and for Mondays and Wednesdays for the rest of our stay in Vermont.  Same as CA, companionship and some light cleaning, and I will have a few hours on my own.

I am taking suggestions for what we might do next year in June/July.  I had an inquiry for renting the house here in Vermont, and the potential tenant is coming on Saturday to look.  I thought it would be a good idea to break up our summer stay in Vermont with a month somewhere else.  So, what will it be?  Alaskan Cruise?  Napa again?  We are also planning on coming back east much earlier than we did this year.  I have decided that next year is going to be my summer of cultivating.  On Monday, we have a consultation with a kitchen garden designer which was given to us as a wedding gift from Nancy, and are finally getting around to scheduling it.  If we get here earlier in the spring, I will be able to plant and make our garden grow – yet another musical reference.  I have visions of canning and pickling.  Maybe it will really be my summer of Martha Stewart.  Minus the prison stay.

I have been having some very strange dreams.  Normally, my dreams are in some way related to my life, but these are filled with people and places that I have never seen.  Needless to say, in the dreams, I know everyone and where I am, but when I wake, I don’t know who or where.  Not sure what that is about, but as long as the people are nice and places are pleasant, I am not complaining!

Well, enough for tonight, and I will get to respond to some emails that I have neglected.  You know who you are, and if you don’t hear from me tonight, but expected me to respond to something, please bug me!  I love to be bugged.