Yesterday we golfed Mission Creek. It is an executive course. We walked as it is flat .... BUT we started at 10:00 and by 1:00 it was 33C. I had my regular push cart and had my umbrella out. Wilbur had a rental pull cart, as did Sven and Hearher. And there was no where for an umbrella.
We roasted. And stopped for a beer afterwards that Sven drank so fast, that the manager said, there must be a hole in the bottle!
Then we came home and a few hours later, I went out to dinner with my sister Anne. We went to Dunenzies on Lakeshore. Good food and even better my sister paid. 😁
She drove me home to have a last goodbye to doggies and Wilbur.
A few days before that we had a great dinner with our friends Kevin and Tracy. A million laughs. Did I already write about this??? Too bad.
Wilbur thinks he's funny. Taking a selfie, selfie, before talking a selfie of all of us.
Then later, while I was putting clothes away, I managed to try to rip my toenail off. I won't show it to you. But it is purple now. Yes I do things good when I try them. Yes good not "well". Nothing well about that nail now. I had to then do something for sleeping.
What a dork!
Then this morning.... you just knew there was more with me .... I was under the table, tying down the chairs and Wilbur said something (see how I always try to half blame him) and I brought my head up and CRACK. So I have a goose egg now. Which brings us back to the beginning of the story. That's it folks.
That's my sister...😁❤️
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