A Date With BATMAN

HELLO from Small Town America.

I continue to DOWNSIZE.  There is so much more to do that I am feeling it in my sore body.  A large load of dishes made their way to the THRIFT SHOP.  It was easier to turn loose of my boxed stuff than I thought it would be, but my lungs hurt from screaming.  I had a date with BATMAN.  More to follow.

Sitting on the sofa thumbing through and throwing away OLD CHRISTMAS cards, letters and pictures that I have managed to keep for umpteen years was a way of downsizing and lightening the load.  I decided to group all my cards together from relatives and friends, thin through them only keeping my favorite ones and doing away with all the rest.  

TIME slows as I reread most of the cards and reread what they had handwritten in their yearly messages.
TIME seemed to stop as I had thoughts about that person.  Especially if they are no longer alive.  I just about can't pitch these away knowing I will no longer receive future mail from them.

I did what I had mentioned earlier about tearing some of the cards into, keeping the front of the card to use as postcards.  Some I will keep for a tad bit longer and thin out later if ever.

Took a break from this as my day became THURSDAY NIGHT.  Husband was asleep on the sofa...a common occurrence as he was extremely tired.  I sat on the other sofa having computer time as I noticed something dark flash past the corner of my eye.  Thinking it was a bird, I watched as it flew through the room. 

Asking myself, "Was that a bird?"

Quickly I knew it wasn't a bird, but a BAT.  LOUD soprano SCREAMS came out of my mouth as I was taken a back that there was a live one flying in my house.  HUBBY startled awake and I cannot get this image out of my mind how he responded to my screaming.....hahahahaaa.  He woke up and started asking questions in a high pitched voice as to what was going on, what's happening, etc.  He was still partly asleep and had tornadoes on his mind.  When he heard me screaming he became a Soprano himself.

The day was a storm filled one with tornadoes and very threatening weather.  We had the cellar door opened in case we needed to make a MAD DASH to the basement.  Tornado Sirens went off through out the day.  So we are not sure if the BAT got inside the house through the cellar or somewhere else.  

The BAT flew right on upstairs as if he knew that he needed to get away from a SCREAMING WOMAN and a STARTLED MAN asking questions in soprano.

We have never experienced a BAT in the HOUSE and I never want to experience this again.  I found a new shower curtain packaged and waiting for use as Hubby stapled it to the opening where the stairs lead upwards.  We were sure that we had him contained upstairs.  Later he decided to fly into the plastic shower curtain and attempt to come back down to our Family room.  Deciding on how to capture him, he somehow managed to make a hole and make his way out of the upstairs and get into the main floor of the house. 

It would take awhile to find him, but find him Hubby did.  Welding gloves were worn as a wet towel was thrown on top of this creature.  Still not sure why GOD created these things.  Don't get it.
Mister BAT will not be missed.

I had a DATE with my HERO, my HUSBAND...the BATMAN

extraordinaire.

Too much excitement for this old Lady...not the date, but with the BAT.  Take a deep breath and don't faint.
I rather like time with my HUSBAND.

Blessings, blessings, blessings,
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