Leave us all enjoy it!
LOL! A Phoenix radio station, extant some years ago, used to have a talk-show announcer who would start the day with his trademark greeting:
It’s another beautiful day in Arizona!
Leave us all enjoy it!
This particular illiteracy was apparently some sort of Midwestern dialect.
Today is another muggy, damp day in Arizona. No clouds to speak of, but the air is just plain soggy.
Just back from trudging around the park with Ruby the Corgi. Absolutely positively NOT in the mood for a morning stroll through air as thick as Jell-O. But now we’re home (at last!). The coffee is steeping. The dog is flopped on the hallway floor; the human is flopped in its favorite easy chair.
My son wants me to compile a grocery list for him. He doesn’t get the picture — and won’t, no matter how desperately I try to explain. To wit: I don’t do grocery lists!
Nope. I know what I need, and when I get to the store, I patrol the aisles…grabbing whatever I see that needs to be replenished. Ask me face to face what those needs are, and…I dunno.
So that will start the day with an annoyance, both for me and for my excellent son, who proposes to haul me to said store. Pore guy!
Day-dreaming while hiking this morning: remembering the Moon Valley home of a now long-gone friend. When she and her husband moved into the house, it needed a lot of superficial fix-up work. I went over there to help them: paint, drywall repair, window caulking…
It was kinda fun, though it quickly devolved into boring work, and more work than I’d had in mind doing.
Work! It’s bad for your health!