Sometimes we should express our gratitude for the small and simple things like the scent of the rain, the taste of your favorite food, or the sound of a loved one’s voice.
~Joseph B. Wirthlin
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My week is all discombobulated. Without my regular routine, I’m all mixed up. I need routine, stability, schedules… I need a drink, is what I need. (Thank goodness it’s Friday.) I don’t do change well. This Covid stuff has me going crazy. Wednesday became Thursday, and Thursday I wrote a throwback Thursday memory, and today I’m singing karaoke instead of yesterday. Tomorrow, I’ll wake up and I will not know what day it is. Ah, but if that’s the least of my worries.
I was still awake when the rain and storm blew in between 2 and 3 a.m. I rejoiced at the sound of the pelting rain, we needed the rain. Plus, my sprinklers are all messed up, so I haven’t been watering like I should. Thanks up there.
So, today I’m singing my Quarantined Karaoke Black Russian Friday.
“”Rainy Days and Mondays.”
Ah, now for my famous Black Russian Friday… Cheers, my friends!
Toni Andrukaitis 
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