It was hot enough today, to make me feel warm. The UPS guy was in his shorts, but those guys are so macho that they wear shorts all year long. Even the US post office driver had on shorts. He had to get out of his car to
deliver a piece of mail,so I saw his summer uniform. Everyone gets their mail delivered to their street ,usually in a bank of mailboxes. Some of the streets have one or two houses on them , like ours, so the mail box is on the cross street. Now that a house
is going up across the street from us, which will make us a three house street, we are looking to see if we can move our mailbox to our street. If we have the box moved, the mailman would have to turn around in our driveway because our street ends at our house
and the woods begin. All of the streets near us end at the woods and then our street continues about a mile away. Very confusing for a directionally challenged person who is new to town... like me. Miss
Dixie started her day by eating grass, never a good sign. She was feeling poorly all day, even lying outside on the grass ,in the sun. She doesn't like the heat, so she really must have felt bad to lie like that. By afternoon walk, she was feeling better and
after a scrambled egg, she felt even better. I guess we all have days when we just want to lay around and have someone fix us a scrambled egg.