MY FORGETFUL BRAIN ENJOYS ANNOYING MY ALREADY CONFUSED MIND

 THE SOUTH-FACING SIDE OF LONDON'S VICTORIA HOSPITAL WITH THE PHOTO BEING TAKEN FROM THE GROUNDS OF PARKWOOD HOSPITAL

On this cold damp Saturday Pheebs and I had a destination so it was off to Goderich's Canadian Tire Store.  To buy something?? Nope.  To pick up something??  Yup.  Earlier this week I had popped into the CT store to buy a few #1 coffee filters and a liter of motor oil.  Used my debit card to pay for things and headed off home.  Everything was fine until Friday afternoon at the Subaru dealer in Stratford when I went to pay for my oil change.  My debit card wasn't in its usual place in my wallet.  Luckily, I had a seldom-used credit card and that saved the day for me.  Okay, so where was my debit card??  Well, it wasn't in the Jeep or any of my shirt or coat pockets.  I had done a load of laundry but I didn't find it in the washing machine or dryer. Where had I used it last??  Hmmmm, Canadian Tire comes to mind.  Kelly phones Canadian Tire and yup, that's where it was.  I had left it in the debit machine.  Just another example of how my aging and forgetful brain enjoys annoying my already confused mind whenever it gets a chance.  Just to make sure my card still worked and nobody had sneezed on it, I went over to Walmart and bought a banana.  With that, we slipped through MacDonalds for a coffee to go, slid down around the harbor and beach area for a look-see, and then headed out for home.  An hour and a half later it was all three of us in the Subaru heading for London's Victoria Hospital where  Kelly had another Plasmathoresis treatment lined up for 12:30 p.m.

 A LITTLE SCRABBLE GOING ON BETWEEN A GRACKLE AND A RED-WINGED BLACKBIRD

Minutes after dropping Kelly off at the hospital, Pheebs and I were once again at the Westminster Ponds area.  With overnight rains heavy at times I knew the trails would be very muddy so our walk took us around the perimeter of the grassy double baseball diamonds with a short deek on a side trail.  We also walked around the 'old foundations' area again as well.  By the time we made it back to the car, my legs were tired but at least my hip wasn't bothering me like it had been earlier just after I got up this morning.  'Ouchy-Ouchy'

 WE SNAGGED OUR FAVORITE PARKING SPOT TODAY AND NO YAKKY DOODLES TO CHASE US AWAY

 WE TRIED OUT ONE SIDE TRAIL BUT IT TURNED OUT TO BE TOO MUDDY

 IF THIS LITTLE FELLOW HADN'T MOVED I WOULDN'T HAVE SEEN HIM

 A HANDSOME LITTLE CHAP INDEED

 ABOUT 30 SECONDS AFTER I TOOK THIS LONG TELEPHOTO SHOT, PHEEBS MISBEHAVED AND JOINED THEM FOR LUNCH

 GIVING MY LEGS A REST ON THE VETERANS MEMORIAL BENCH

 PICKING UP KELLY AT THE HOSPITAL

THE CLOSER WE CAME TO BAYFIELD THIS AFTERNOON THE WETTER THE RAIN GOT

My cell phone rang around 2:30 and Kelly was ready to be picked up and chauffeured home.  After a quick Tim Hortons stop for coffee to go we made it home in the rain about 4:15 p.m.  For the first full day of our May24th holiday weekend, it certainly was not a good one for campers, boaters, tourists, retailers, and outside Saturday night patio partyers.  Cold and rainy grey skies do not make for happy-face beach-goers here along the shores of Lake Huron.   

 I THINK WE HAD A BLUEJAY CONVENTION IN OUR FRONT YARD BUT IT DIDN'T SEEM TO BOTHER 'LITTLE RED'

 IF PUSH COMES TO SHOVE BETWEEN THESE TWO IT IS THE MOURNING DOVE THAT WILL PREVAIL

 A DIVE BOMBING BLUE JAY

Al's Music Box:(( Memphis by Johnny Rivers from the album 'Whiskey A Go Go'.  1964

 KELLY'S IN THERE SOMEWHERE AND THIS IS THE SAME HOSPITAL I HAD MY RADIATION TREATMENTS A FEW YEARS AGO

GROANER'S CORNER:(( A western cowgirl decides to learn and try horseback riding assisted without any experience or lessons.  She mounts the horse with great effort, and the tall, shiny horse springs into motion.  It gallops along at a steady and rhythmic pace, but the cowgirl begins to slip from the saddle.  Out of shear terror, she grabs for the horse's mane but cannot seem to get a firm grip.  She tries to throw her arms around the horse's neck, but slides down the side of the horse anyway.  The horse gallops along, seemingly oblivious to its slipping rider.  Finally, giving up her frail grip, she leaps away from the horse to try and throw herself to safety.  Unfortunately, her foot has become entangled in the stirrup.  She is now at the mercy of the horse's pounding hooves as her head is struck against the ground again and again.  As her head is battered against the ground, she is moments away from unconsciousness or even death when Todd, the Wall-Mart Manager, runs out and turns the mechanical horse off.

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Little Sonia was shouting her prayers. "Please God send me a new doll for my birthday." Her mother, overhearing this, said, "Don't shout dear, God isn't deaf."  "No, but Grandpa is, and he's in the next room," Sonia replied.

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