Remind yourself that it’s a game you have to play if you want to see your Real Brother, just as we all have to pretend that old heartland ladies are just as likely to blow up an airplane as young Middle Eastern men.
Yes, I’m good at that, and I think it’s because I moved around so much, both in the military and out of it. One learns to adapt to ones surroundings. “When in Rome,...”
And I really need to see my Real Brother. My Favorite Daughter was all excited with text messages, yesterday, trying to plan things and wanted to include Real Uncle and his wife. I was sad to have to remind her that he’s twice as old as he was the last time she saw him, and his wife is not well. They mostly stay home.
Did anyone in your house put up the flag, in honor of Flag Day?
I did, and added the Pledge! :o])