Not your same ol' love story

Two weeks ago, I got a text from Walmart recommending I get an MMR vaccination.  Which is probably good, becuase I'm sure that I'm due for a booster since it's been like 40 years. 

But it's also exceptionaly sad and frustraing that adults are needing boosters BECAUSE PEOPLE ARE NOT VACCINATING THEIR CHILDREN.

I am relieved because Taylor had to have another dose before she could start her clinicals and Maddie had to have another before starting at UNLV.  So, my kids are protected.

So, I scheduled an appointment for Saturday.  And since I'm going to be there, I'm getting an updated COVID vaccination, since I was due, as well as pneumonia, and shingles since they were recommended. 

Slowly but surely I'm managing to get things done.  Yay?

Time for lunch.

But I was wrong.  Never, ever believe that Cody Rigsby and Disney is going to be easy.
( Hey, boo! )

The lone fitness group I'm in on FB encourages you to post a post-workout selfie - or a sweaty selfie.  Now, I'm not doing that, sorry, but I do occasionally take one, just to have record of my progress.  I was not half as successful as I wanted to be.
( This cat... )