Because I’m such a social animal …

… not.

I rejoined Twitter today.  I might even tweet more than once a quarter (today doesn’t count).  I have been managing to post a few times a week at Facebook, so who knows, this could be a trend…

Every Monday a lovely neighbor hosts a cornbread supper.  I keep thinking I’ll go, but then I don’t.

For weeks now I’d been planning to walk over some disposable plates and cups, etc., that have piled up from a party or a cookout we’ve had in the past.  Today I walked over there with Lily, the goods in two old grocery bags.  Rona was glad to have them.  We chatted at her back door for a bit and I promised her I’d make it to a supper … eventually.

I will.  I will!

Tomorrow some pholks from work are treating me to a good-bye lunch.  I’ve met everyone who will be there and even got to choose the restaurant, so yes, I’m going.

*sigh*

This afternoon Lily, Grace, and Mini had a grand time barking at some guys installing a new cable service for someone nearby.  That particular utility pole is well seen from the front of our house:

I can also tell you that the wire the guy hung the ladder from has a 2500 pound weight limit.  I asked him.

You still couldn’t get me up there…