I used to think that everyone should take a trip to Florida to realize that all the old people here were younger once. Believe it or not, I feel that this helps us better appreciate the present. Unfortunately in the last four years the public displays of the pro-Trumpers has made these trips less enjoyable for the likes of anti-Trumpers like myself. There was an interesting irony yesterday however as one of the “Trump 2020” hat wearing bingo players had to share a bingo table with the Spanish-speaking parents of a woman at the same table. ðŸ¤” I’m a little surprised he didn’t build a wall to keep them off his end of the table. ðŸ˜
This far I’ve been to bingo twice with my mother, neither of us has won a single game.
Yesterday one of my cousins threw my mother a surprise birthday party. It was really nice, and I got to see more cousins that I’ve not seen in thirty-five years. Unfortunately I committed a faux pas calling one them the wrong name, her mother’s name. ðŸ¤¦ðŸ»â€â™‚ï¸ However, she failed to correct me, and if she had I would have apologized effusively.
Today is a day of running errands with a ninety-year-old woman, followed by my last attempt at winning at bingo on this trip.
As an end note I am looking forward to going home tomorrow so I can stop eating so much meat. I know that I should have more self control, but I don’t. Bad Paulie!
Iâ€™m also hoping that today will be the last day of an annoying cough that has occurred every day since arriving on Friday. If I can shake the cough I might be able to start exercising again as well.