When we got back home after cleaning our groceries, etc. I noticed that my sweet sister Cindy had called, so I called her back.
I love talking to Cindy, because she is always positive and tries to stay upbeat and she never discusses the latest virus news. Thank goodness.
Anyway, in minutes after we had reported our latest adventures, how many jigsaw puzzles we had solved, visiting with family and friends while staying at least 20 feet away from them, etc.
During a pause in our conversation I recommended that she watch Outer Banks, a great new series on Netflix, "Tony and I loved it and we could not help binge-watching it..." And then I joked, "Outer Banks. O-U-T-E-R B-A-N-K-S, to make sure that you heard me right..." Then we laughed about she, Ronnie and me being hard of hearing and sometimes us not hearing things right—like Bandits.
Before we adios-ed each other she read me this funny e-mail that a friend had sent to her about the virus and senior citizens. Well, I laughed so hard I asked her to please send it on to me, so I could write about it tonight.