For about 45 minutes after dinner Noah and I went out back to play. He brought out his soccer ball and we kicked it around the yard. Apparently Noah and some of his friends at school kick the ball around during recess. He had much to discuss about whether or not it is a "hands" call if the ball touched your arm. I suspect that this is an area of conversation on the playground. You know where does the hand start? And if you accidentally use your hand is that a penalty. I'm sure that if they had them yellow cards would be flying like leaves out on the elementary soccer field.
Now that I'm retired each morning really is a new day. In the past most days have been planned out well in advance. Get up shower, eat breakfast, go to work, repeat till the weekend. Weekend, do what I could not get to during the week. Now I got a more open schedule. I find that my mornings consist of getting up when I open my eyes. Then fixing coffee and drinking a cup. While I'm doing that I decide what I want for breakfast. Jan is not as infatuated with breakfast as I am and can get by with just a bowl of cereal. But I need something cooked and more coffee. So I start the morning with no more plan than to fix a nice breakfast and have coffee. I watch the news, read the paper, and eat breakfast. Some days I mix it up by eating out on the patio. My signal now to start my day is when I reach the bottom of my cup of coffee. As you can see I'm now at that point. Today my plan is to get out all the suitcases out and see which ones we will be taking on our upcoming trip t...

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