tuesday duo

First of all, my hand seems to be okay. I probably strained it. It's a little black and blue and a little swollen, but it functions, without pain.  If I can pick up a full pint glass with it, I'm pretty sure it's okay. Clearly it isn't busted.

Yesterday morning Bonnie and I did the hilly route through her neighborhood. About 2.7 miles. It was cool, but humid and we were dripping wet when done. I had to go pick up a proof in Easton and have my glasses fixed, so I needed to go home and clean up.

At Fox Optical, all the kings horses and all the kings me were able to put my glasses back together again, again. Humpty Dumpty survives another day. I really think they believe I'm an abuse victim. I go there so much to have my glasses repaired after a fall that they are probably keeping a log of how many times I come in there battered and broken.

Bella, the dog, had her hair cut for summer. Instant diet. She looks like she lost 25 pounds.

My second walk was in the evening with Angel and her family. The child is into Volkssport walking. She likes to lead, read the directions and stamp books. Hopefully the novelty won't wear off. Though last night she walked into a light pole. Ouch. We did the Bethlehem-South walk.

Only the 6K version but Angel's tracker measured 5.5 miles. Odd. We did go into the outlet mall, but there is no way we added that kind of mileage there.

Sands bathroom: I-4.5. (I should hope so.)