Picaresque

Picaresque is the adjective to describe writings about a common or low character who survives the pitfalls of life through luck or good fortune. My travels, interests, my animals, my photographs, my wonderful friends and family are featured.

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Location: Arapahoe, Wyoming, United States

(Note: Blogs read from bottom to top; scroll down for beginnings, scroll up for most current.) After 30 years in public administration and four degrees, as well as numerous workshops with luminaries in Education and Public Policy, life in a slower lane became a goal. Most recently I have done policy writing and consulting for the Northern Arapaho and Eastern Shoshone Tribes. Mostly, I am just coasting slowly and gently downhill these days-seeking joy where I can find it before the glorious ride ends.

Monday, March 24, 2008

Bundled Up Picnic

It was a little chilly and breezy for dinner tonight. It is supposed to get down to 40 degrees. Gary and Joyce had friends arrive today. Our friends Ken and Mervi left this morning. The Rosenbergs also left this morning. Joe, the veteran joined us for dinner. He put his wife on the airplane for Boston today. She is somewhat fragile- whether mentally or physically, I don't know. He is out of here Sunday. Burgers and pasta salad, sweet corn, strawberries and ice cream was the welcoming dinner for the newcomers.
I rode the bike today. Too much food and not enough exercise in my life these days. I had hoped to do better on the waistline so it is time to get serious. I am definitely in better shape but I would like for it to show more. The way food is going up down here that may be easier. Folger's Instant went up a buck. Switched to the store brand. I can only handle one cup of coffee a day so instant is my sad fate. There was a fellow at the meat counter who was musing as much as I. "Sticker-shock,"he said.

Had email from Patsy today- nice to hear from her. They are getting ready to move up the west coast this next weekend. Joe went to see the Bayhill Golf tournament where Tiger made the great putt (he didn't see it, though).

I am weary tonight for unknown reasons. The bed is beckoning.
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