It is back to work. I do not feel 81 years old. How are you supposed to feel? It is another gift. I need to take care of it and use it wisely. There is nothing-special going on at the scale house that I can remember. I need to get something out to Cuddie.

I got a message from Michael’s mom – not much of significance except she is looking forward to Christmas. It sounds as if they go all out for decorations and such. I am sure with little kids around it is important. She agrees about Michael and the needle business. I am still sort of concerned about Mikey and his pre-occupation with death – what can you expect with skulls on the coffee table.

I got an email from Russell Hunt apparently he is still struggling with the go around over Medicare charges. He claims innocence and has lost his license to practice medicine. That is too bad.

There were quite a few loads of hay delivered and we had a couple of containers going out. It is hard to get containers so I don’t know how that is going to work out. I got calls from Art, Ellen, and Nancy recognizing my birthday. Michael’s mom answered that she was getting some things done for Christmas. She was also concerned about Mikey’s pre-occupation with death. There was not much sun and sort of cold all day long. Russell Hunt emailed me about his troubles with the Medicare. I guess he going back to court in a day or two. He said he had lost his doctor’s license and was looking for a job. I wonder what he has been doing - living off his wife. Some of the emails I sent out to read joel-time came bouncing back tonight. I guess I need to take those folks off the list.

I put a call into Mikey and he answered. He sounded good and had a good day at school. He said he and his mother were playing a game – a board game – he explained at length and I agreed rather than look stupid. Then he needed a bathroom break and said he would call me back. So far he hasn’t but that is okay his mother probably made him go to bed.