I live dangerously. I just got up. My dear sweet husband placed a cup of coffee with half and half and a freshly baked donut with cream inside right next to where I plopped down here at the computer.
There is Zero, Zilch in the rain gauge. It has only sprinkled all night long and the several inches of rain predicted from Alberto have not started. The sun is shining. It is another beautiful day in The Villages.
I will soon sally forth to the Publix and purchase a nice chuck roast to fix tomorrow for the holiday. I will see a lot of older people who are busily moving around this beautifully run place.
I am so lucky to live here.
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It is better to laugh than to cry.
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