Sometimes you do so much and blog so little there's nothing to do but make bullets.
- The bladder infection has run its course and I am well now. I am also five pounds fatter, which is sad because last month I lost five pounds. Gary thinks it's muscle, but I know what a five pound chuck roast looks like, and my bulges are not chuck-roast-sized.
- We took a day to visit downtown on the day the Arch grounds re-opened.
- I was expecting the wedge they built over the highway to be complete by now, and it is not.
- We visited the old courthouse.
- We saw one of the Park Rangers from the courthouse by the arch. He explained that he had to leave his courthouse duty because his superior wanted more "hats on the ground." "Hats on the ground!" Is our new call to action.
- The ceiling of civic court four is stunning. Clearly they made a poor decision on Dredd Scott because the ceiling made them vain and worldly.
- There are many locked doors at the old courthouse. Gary tried every one.
- We attended the Tax March.
- The march was greatly enhanced by the brass band marching with us. They made the event.
- The damn giraffe gave birth during the pre-March rally, so that was celebratory too. I was sad the calf was not a girl, and as such can not be named Patience.
I'm managing my situation, but really really hate being a sicko. I must learn to be more patient.
Posted by: Hattie | April 21, 2017 at 01:25 AM
Hattie - "Patient!" I see what you did there.
Posted by: theQueen | April 23, 2017 at 10:19 AM