A funny thing happened on the way....

I was scootering over to the recycle bin with my bag full of goodies when I had a brainwave that maybe I should just toodle up the laneway to the neighbours where Jim was cutting grass while they're on vacation.  Now the laneway is about 1/2 mile to the highway, and I was totally loving that I could be whizzing merrily along at top speed of about 5 miles per hour, when something flew into my mouth.  Now with my demented brain, it takes a wee tad longer trying to figure out what you should be doing about it.  I finally stopped my vehicle, and without losing my dentures, managed to spit whatever it was out.  Not, unfortunately, before it manage to sting me twice...on the tongue and at the back of my mouth.  So then I'm hurridly driving up to where Jim was cutting grass, hoping I wouldn't go into anaphylactic shock or any such thing!  So here I am, living to tell about it....and vowing to now keep my mouth tightly shut...or wear a face helmet.
 

Happy Canada Day

We've discovered, by trial and error, that I have almost no muscle spasms at night when I don't use my legs.  So I found this great scooter on kijiji, and I'm now able to galavant all over the campground!  Notice my pretty Canadian flag we installed for this special day!  Jim said he's going to have to install a personal tracking device on me to keep track of where I am.