T.G.I.R.

I was going to say TGIF and everyone knows what that means, but hey, being retired, I see Fridays and Mondays and Thursdays and Sundays as all nearly the same, so my TGIR stands for thank God I'm retired which no longer necessitates the saying TGIF. Being retired you would think I have plenty of time to write on here, but it seems like the last couple of days I am nearly run ragged. I've been very busy doing this and that. So my apologies for not posting at all yesterday and depriving my readers of my ramblings.

The better part of today was spent at that gigantic corporate monolithic conglomerate better known as Wal-Mart. It is their lower than other store prices that call to me. And this is the reason small businesses fall by the wayside, deserted in favor of a few dollars saved. It is the way. For those of us who must count our pennies, and we are legion, the way is Wal-Mart. And so we, my daughter and myself, today browsed their multitude of aisles in search of bargains, and we purchased ingredients for meals for several weeks to come.

I must go think now of what I can post tomorrow that will be of such profound significance as to make you, the reader, stare in utter amazement at my wondrous writings.

Till then.........