ARF, ARF, ARF

Quote of the day:  "The advantage of a bad memory set one Julia several times the same good things for the first time. "   Friedrich Nietzsche

This is:  I forgot day


Arf, arf, woof, arf, woof woof

 Mom got this new computer program a few days ago . she puts this silly looking thing on her head and talks to the computer.  It magically types on the screen what she says.  I am going to have to learn how to do this. it looks like fun, and it never talks back to her or scolds her.  Yes, I must learn how to use this.

Mom left the computer on, and I got up on the chair.  I barked to the microphone...arf, arf, arf.
 I was telling mom that I love her.  I wanted to leave her a nice message. I guess she couldn't translate it because she scolded me for being on her chair. How else am I supposed to enter this in my blog?

While mom was being pampered the of the day, dad put that silly thing on his head and talked to it also.   They sure make some funny things, these people, I guess it's supposed to make their
lives easier.

Arf, arf, woof, grrr...the UPS truck drove by.  This new gadget is fun.  I admit it is easier talking into the microphone than trying to type on  the keyboard. I don't make as many mistakes .  My paws kept hitting the wrong keys.

 Sometimes mom makes a mistake and tries to correct it.  If it doesn't work the way she wants, she yells at it.  That only makes things worse, then she corrects it manually.  That kind of defeats the purpose of the program.

 I think mom really likes Dragon. as you know she can only use one hand and one finger when she's on the computer.  She told dad it is making in her writing life easier. 

 Dad really believes in the old saying, a happy wife makes a happy life.

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BRIDGE, THE GAME NOT THE STRUCTURE

QUOTE OF THE DAY:  "GOOD SEX IS LIKE GOOD BRIDGE.  If YOU DON'T HAVE A GOOD PARTNER, YOU'D BETTER HAVE A GOOD HAND."  Mae West

THIS IS:  The beginning of hurricane season.


Dad has a hobby.  He loves to play bridge.  It's kind of an outlet for him to get away from taking care of mom for a few hours.  He enjoys it a lot and he's accumulating master points of many colors, red, silver, black, gold.  I guess his goal is to become a master.  He needs something like thousands of points for that.  He's on his way.

Dad has regular weekly games scheduled on Mondays and Fridays.  Sometimes he'll play on Wednesday or Sunday.  He travels to Orlando and Tampa and Winter Garden for tournaments.

Mom urges him to play in the weekly games.  But something isn't right.  She was a little annoyed when he played one Monday.  It was a holiday.  Who schedules games on a holiday.  
Mom wanted to go to the pool.  After all it was Memorial Day.

Mom doesn't really understand the game at all.  But when dad takes mom and me for a walk in the early evening, he rehashes the hands,  He talks about slams and directions like north-south and east-west, bidding, etc.  Mom nods knowingly, even though dad knows she doesn't get it.

Dad often comes in at first place.  He's a really, really good bridge player.  His mind works that way.  Mom's mind is too scattered for the game.  Her attention span is short and her patience even shorter.

Oh well, let them go and have their fun.  Mom is content being at home on her own for a few hours.  It gives her a little of her independence back and a chance to see friends if they are free..

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