Visit

We were supposed to go to the Sunshine Coast today to celebrate the birthday of my oldest brother.
He turned 70 earlier this month.  I must be getting old if he is 70.  Anyway that is beside the point and please don’t bring it up. The plan was, we were to go up there straight after church.
We had purchased and wrapped his presents and all.  We had two cards.  One we were just going to give him to use with his friends, if he wanted.  We just could not bring ourselves to give it to him.  The cover said “In dog years you are dead.”  We wrote in one we considered was humorous but tamer.
The visit was called off.  I got a call from my brother saying he had (his words) been a “forward scout” at the site we were to eat, and there was a marathon happening, that meant the roads were closed, and there was no car parks.  We would have had to walk a long way to get there.  In itself this is no biggy but we really wanted to eat there (Alexander Headlands surf club) and decided another day was a good idea.  There will come a day, but today was not that day.
I told Merril when she got back from her walk, and she suggested we could go out and celebrate here, but on his behalf.  We did not do that.  Merril does really healthy stuff.  Sitting here, I am inspired.  I am inspired in a “as long as I don’t have to do anything” kind of way.  Why should I, when her on the exercise equipment and going for walks, makes me tired just thinking about it.  What we did, was the three of us went and purchased takeaway, and ate it at my other brothers’ place.
Now that to me takes effort.  Getting into the car can be an ordeal, and then going through the drive through can be an exercise in patience, and then I need to hop out of the car again.  That is enough.  Over doing it is no good for anyone.
It was Kentucky Fried Chicken.  For some reason, it does not seem to be on the recommended health food list, but it tastes great.  I guess what makes it worse is the skin seems to be the juiciest part. I tend to eat all of my meal when it is that meal.  If I can’t, then I make sure I eat all the skin.  Wot?? I have gravy with it.  And having chips mean I get carbohydrates with the protein.
After that we did what a lot of people do.  I guess just sitting there in some sort of stupor, and barely able to move lends itself to what we did.
We went home for a sleep