Truckin'

 Today, it didn't rain all day.  It rained and then it sleeted for awhile and then it rained.  

Julia and I played pickleball this morning at the Poynette Village Hall.  At 4 o'clock I had a short window of opportunity when it was not raining.  Callie was not amused about having to wait so long for her walk.  How do I know?  She told me in her own way.  She does this "yip, yip, yip" thing when she is impatient.  It started raining about a half mile from the end of the five mile walk, but I didn't get soaked.

 

This photo of me was taken in 2004 as a candid shot by the local newspaper photographer.  I usually ordered eight bags of coffee beans at a time.  Bags weighed in the 130-152 lb range.  The truck driver would double park in front of the shop and hand me the bags which I would run through the coffeeshop to the roasting room in the back.  The first time I tried to carry them over my shoulder.  I got smart and bought that little cart. 

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