My doctor’s wife, Lydia Slomka, attempted a swim across Wilson Lake (5 miles) this past weekend and made it 2 1/2 miles. That’s pretty amazing I think since she’s 57 years old and hasn’t done much long-distance swimming since her more youthful days. She set an attainable goal for herself so I bet she makes the full distance one day soon. That would be a lot of laps in a backyard pool for practice.
I read a couple of Bill Bryson’s books and a Lee Child thriller over the weekend. Soon I can move back to Christopher Hitchens, Richard Dawkins and Sam Harris.
Ginny called this morning to check on the ingredients to make shoepeg corn salad. I’ll bring you some, she said. NOOOOOOO. I gave her some of mine the other night and I’m still going to have to take the rest of the barrel full to the soup kitchen. It doubles overnight in the refrigerator….like fruit cake.
Ally is coming today. I always like it when she’s here. She’s getting accustomed to having lunch here at the Palace with me. I didn’t say she liked it. She’d just like to get a hold of their kitchen for a day. We’d all like that.
I think we’re back on schedule with exercise classes this week. Last week we had impromptu “saw” music and some other things that crept into our schedules. I’ll go to 10 o’clock sittercise and try to make another dent in the polar regions. It’s a forever, endless thing and when you’re as far behind as I am at age 85, how in the world do I catch up? Well, maybe it will happen when I’m 104, which seems to be the new age 30 around here.
I need to figure out something for the 4th of July. We have a perfect vantage point for viewing the city fireworks…
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