We had a steady rain last night, and it was cloudy when I finally got down to the pool yesterday afternoon.  Now, it's cloudy. The weather's changing.    Epril finds it very cold.  Long pants weather for her, long pants for us in the early morning, changing to shorts towards lunchtime.  It'll get warm again.  That's the truth, Epril.

Showtime is at the beginning of next month.  Since I'm not accompanying anyone except Alice, my time has been a lot freer this year.  We had our first rehearsal at the clubhouse on Thursday, and the director had two more songs for me to do - near and including the finale.  I haven't practiced them yet, but they seem easy enough.

Bodies are falling apart:

Lue appears to be mending.  She's been keeping us informed through e-mails how she's doing.

 Carol O. seems to be suffering from the same problem as Lue.  It's very painful.   She was at the pool yesterday with her friend, Pam, who was visiting from Bath.   It's not easy being incapacitated and alone . . . . as  Lue would know. But Carol is far from home.  I talked with Carol and she's managing, her guest has gone, and so she's alone.  She has an appointment with an acupuncturist on Monday, and called her doctor at home to possibly get some pain medication.  She knows we're here for her at any time.

 Step-daughter, Sharon, sent out a group-note  that she's due for an operation March 5th on one of her  leg tendons.  They've worked on it, but it's still bothering her.

Two weeks in a row we've gone to the Venice Moose Club for their Friday night fishfry.  We've arrived early each time to avoid the crowds. That doesn't seem to work, but we've been satisfied with where we've sat both times.   Instead of sitting at the bar, like last week, we ended up at a nice round table over in the back corner.  Other than we had to kinda wave our arms around to be seen by the volunteer waitresses, the service was timely,  and the food and drinks inexpensive and good. 

 Afterwards I went off my diet and treated everyone to an ice cream at Scoops ice cream parlor.  I had a small cup of "gator tracks."  I must admit, it tasted so good on my hot tongue. 

After a couple of hours' break, I'm finishing this up in the afternoon and the sun is out!  Good.   It could even be pool weather. 

That's all the news from this part of the woods.  How're things goin in your neck o' the woods?