My friend Feng Shiyh reminded me that we became friends because of this blog and I realized I had totally neglected it for a long time. I am back. I am not sold out to Facebook because I don't like it as well as a blog. If you write more than 3 words the readers of Facebook go to sleep. They have all these games they play that waste time and get you nowhere.

Since my last post my dogs, Hilda, Charlie and Gretchen are older as am I. They are becoming less of a problem and more of a companion. But they do have their barks. Especially Charlie and Gretchen. The play the bark game. Gretchen hi yips and Charlie woof woof woofs until you want to strangle them both. Then Stan puts them in jail which consists of being tied to the back porch rail so they can't get involved in the game. After the time out they are given another chance. Usually Gretch hides in her dog house to avoid trouble.

My granddaughters are too busy to see me. I am looking for new ones. Their father is being a dickhead and won't let the 7yr old see me. She is my friend but has little power of her own, being 7. There seems to be a rash of adult children in my son's generation who are mad at their parents or the responsible parents at least. Stan has a similar problem as do many of my friends. Their children just cut them out. I wonder if this is because the children don't need their parents help.
Whatever, I want to see my grandgirls.

There is a sweet little guy down the street and his mother is my friend. He is busy but once in a while he comes with her and plays UNO and he tries so hard to beat me. Sweet kid.

I have tried to mend things with the boys(both of them hate me) but they aren't open to reconciling. Not yet anyway. Well if I write it all today there won't be anything to say tomorrow. More later.