Let's see. Do I have anything to say this morning? Hmmm...slept well, woke up stiff and I don't mean drunk. Decided to go out for a walk around the house to see what's been happening since I last checked three days ago. Nothing. I took fifteen photos and not one of them worth a fig.
Before I forget the story, I should tell you what went on a week ago when my daughter rescued the boys and me from monotony by taking us out for lunch and mountain climbing. It wasn't much of a mountain, which is the good news because somehow I got lost on top of it anyway.
When we arrived, the three of them hopped out of the vehicle and stood admiring the sheer rock wall. They would scramble up over that while I walked up the winding path. Fine. I slogged up, up, up until I reached the last step of ledge to the top. I was saying "hello, hello, hello" as I went because I don't know how to yodel. Well, as I took that last giant step up, there I was face to face with a couple of sunbathing college kids. When I later told this part of the story, my daughter covered her face with the acute embarrassment of it all. Ha! I still love to embarrass the kids.
Now I'm standing on ledge overlooking the twin cities and bikini clad bodies. Rather a fine view depending. When I could not see my three, I turned around to leave and that's when I had no idea where to go next. It looked as if that ledge was a table and every step off from it would cause me to tumble.
Thankfully, it was one time when I had my cell phone on me. I called my daughter. They were nearly back to the vehicle. In the end, my eight-year-old grandson came trudging up the winding path, found me a safe place to step
down, offered me his skinny little shoulder to steady myself, and I was rescued. My hero!
Later that evening while watching the evening news, John and I saw the helicopter rescue of a man and his five-year old from a mountain in Arizona. John said, "That could have been you, Hon." Hahahahahaha... Mercifully, it didn't come to that!