Sitting

I'm sitting on my front porch finishing up my weekend. It rained again an hour earlier and I am pleasantly surprised as to how cool and overcast it is right now. It inspired me to write again. Received an early morning text from my friend, Ron. It appears that his ill father, who had been admitted to a hospital late last weekend, is raising quite a ruckus and insists on being released and being "allowed to die at home". Ron doesn't want this but his sister feels obligated. This is a tough one. I think I'll sit this one out for now.

The wife is at work preparing for a seminar she attends beginning Monday. David just rode with me to a gas station and is now inside enjoying his newly purchased bottle of apple juice along with his favorite television shows. Thank God he isn't interested in "Jersey Shore". And as for me...?

I'm sitting on my front porch finishing up my weekend.

Have a great Sunday.

Dennis