That was fun . . .

Lucky Horseshoe

Kiddo and I went to Benny's to get Monopoly Electronic Banking.  What a good time we had playing.  It is of course Monopoly but you play with credit cards and start out with millions! He has so much fun being the banker and it plays faster than the usual game.  I must admit I like it. We had to play last night and this morning before we took him home.  Naturellement he had to borrow the game and it is now in Groton!  But I reminded him that it's mine, mine, mine! We'll probably forget to pack it next week. He also worked on his biography of Michael Jordan.  I don't read what he writes so I hope he's on target.  It's due February 14 and he still has some reading and writing to go.

It was so mild today, up to 50 degrees, that P&D's Pop washed the Hyundai and the Ram.  The driveway is full of salt and sand. I even cleaned the inside of the Elantra.  It was filthy.  The roads are white with salt and we dragged it everywhere.  I had to damp mop the kitchen floor too because of all of the stuff we drag in.  House is looking pretty good.  Looks like we may be able to got out to eat at Twin Oaks tomorrow to celebrate our Forty-Seventh Wedding Anniversary. Because it will be Super Bowl Sunday we may just be able to sneak in for a nice early dinner.  They do not take reservations except for parties of 10 or more. If we can't dine there I'm sure we'll find someplace that'll have us! Super Bowl doesn't resonate with us even a little bit. I suppose if this were UCONN men or women playing in the NCAA Basketball Tournament that would be different. But the Broncos and whoever (?) aren't even close to interesting.

Had a nice visit with younger sister this week.  After a big breakfast for lunch at Dave's in Granby we stopped at an artsy place and I found a lucky horseshoe to put up in the kitchen where the clock used to be above the marble table top.  Looks good.  Even Grampa seems to like it! I'll still be looking for the right something to put up there but I've got it covered for now!

Quote:  Melancholy attends the best joys of an ideal life.   ___Margaret Fuller