Friday, November 04, 2005

What’s new in the Mohawk Valley?

Well, not much… I guess we shouldn’t complain. At least the weather has been fairly good. Warm and not too much rain. A while back I thought I would have to look for a boat or a raft to get around. Buy Ma Nature has been kind to us. I think she’s going to give us hell this winter. If not, the oil companies and Nimo will be giving us fits…

Tomorrow is the last day to turn in tickets for the Kiwanis month long raffle. We start drawing winners in the morning. But tonight we are having the long awaited Parking Party, at Pete’s Barn. I hope we are able to get up and be at the Kiwanis meeting after a night of drunken debauchery. (Just kidding) It’s still going to be tuff to get there if the party is really a good one.
Us Frankfort Kiwanians like to have a good time, I mean a real good time. Yes plenty of BEER and other beverages of the alcoholic persuasion… Also wings and pizza. One of my all time favorites. I’ll have to let you know how it turned out.

Yesterday was a busy one, and boy was I Pooped out when it was all done. I walked down to Melrose to get some groceries. I had been trying to get a hold of Brad to see id he could take me to Walmart to get groceries and talk with him about other things. But I just kept missing him and playing phone tag. So when I walked down to the market, I took my backpack to carry some of the groceries home. Well I got a little more than I should have, because I had all I could do to carry the stuff home. Yes I had to stop a few times to catch my breath and rest. I’m not used to carrying about forty extra pounds in a backpack on my back as well as two bags of groceries. I even stopped and sat down on the old bank steps to rest before taking the last leg home. It was a real nice day so the walk was a pleasant as could be. Plus it was nice to sit on the steps for a short while, absorbing all the goodness from the sun’s rays.

After I got home, there was a message from Brad and I called him back and we ended up going to Walmart after all. By the time I got home and put all the groceries away, I was all pooped out. Yes it’s hell getting old. (Not that I’m that old. Just a few gray hair, but mostly in the beard and sideburns.) Plus with my breathing problems it takes more out of me. But I will say this, I was tired but I felt really good when I went to bed. But this morning, I’m a little stiff in my right hip and lower back, and my left knee is a little sore. This weather has been hell on my left knee with all the rain and weather changes. Guess I am getting old. Ha, Ha… Okay, laugh it up fuzzball’s… KYSOTI

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