The year was 1958; high school was excellent, and the music was even better.
We made a good decision yesterday by avoiding the halftime show at the Super Bowl. After seeing a few seconds of the videos this morning, I was disgusted thinking someone called that noise entertainment. BARF! It looked like a Halloween costume party gone very, very badly! Going back to the Superbowl halftime 30-40 years ago revealed REAL music, performers not dressed like streetwalkers, and lyrics that can be understood.
After the oral surgery, I got a two-week order not to exercise or drink; oops! I missed the second order and must stop my wine-tasting activities.
Mary was driven to her gym appointment by her chauffeur.
Mary is getting good at levitating heavy weights!
When picked up, we went to the cleaners and left them a bag of dry cleaning. We returned home and veged for the rest of the day!
We had a massage planned for 2:00 pm, and that was quite enjoyable. Listening to soft music while getting the muscles poked is a wonderful feeling.
We spent the rest of the lounging around doing nothing!
