
It is a great day in the Missouri. Still cold, around 36, but at least the sun is shining. I have not read the news yet, so my mood is positive. I haven’t looked at the market opening, so I haven’t lost any money yet. I haven’t gone to the gym yet, so my body isn’t sore and I’m not depressed by how old I am compared to everyone else. I have not talked with anyone or gone on Facebook, so I have no new arguments. As you can see, the past year has trained me well in the art of “denial”. I am positive that I am not the only person who utilizes this new found trait!
I worked really hard this past weekend. I serviced our hot tub and that was a very taxing chore. I had to hook up a hose to the drain, open the valve, close the valve, fill it with water, change the filter and throw in the chemicals. It is exhausting, just telling you about it. I also drove to St. Joseph to take back a “magic keyboard” for my iPad. Turns out the keyboard was not “magic” enough. I traded in my old iPad for a new iPad. This reinforced my business model of “buying high and selling low”. I got to watch my wife sort the whites from the colors on Saturday, that is always an event that is enthralling to me. I did get to ride in my cousin’s new Buick. That was the highlight of my day yesterday. I am sure many of you can relate to this lifestyle spawned from the pandemic.

On the brighter side of this blog, I listened to our pastor’s message on YouTube yesterday. She is quite the young lady! I have to admire people who her enthusiasm and love for mankind regardless of our current situations. She consistently encourages us to love one another, be kind, stay positive, and to put things in proper perspective. It is so easy to focus on the negative items in life and forget about how fortunate we are (see paragraphs above). I have so many things to be thankful for and have no reason to complain. I have a house to live in, food to eat, water to drink, a loving wife, great children, two of the most adorable grandchildren anyone could ever want, and enough money to pay the bills. My health is amazing for someone my age and I don’t have to worry about anyone kidnapping me for ransom (not that this was concern in the past). We still live in the greatest country on earth and enjoy more freedoms than we deserve. We have freedom of speech (though we use it too much), freedom of religion (which we don’t use enough) and all of the other “rights” that we take for granted.
Since this is the start of a new week, my focus will be on staying positive, saying and posting funny things, and keeping my attitude in check. I am going to try to love more, worry less, and be kinder than I was last week. I hope you all have a great week as well. By the way, if you get a chance I encourage you to discover the lost art of making your own popcorn. You know, the old fashioned way, with popcorn oil, a corn popper and real butter. I suggest that you look into a “Franklin Corn Popper” and real “Amish Country” popcorn. We prefer the “Baby Yellow” as it is more tender and has fewer hulls (thus resulting in less time flossing). Have a great week!

OMG! Mark, we know each other! I’m Ward Rounds’ daughter! You mentioned St. Joe and it clicked!
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Yes we do, but I am not the Mark Mitchell you went to school with. I took trumpet lessons from your Dad, but I was the band director at Savannah.
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I know, I think we’ve had this conversation before too. Good to see you’re blog.
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We have! Thank you and great to hear from you.
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