April 1

I remember the day that I realized that I was gaining weight. It was 10 years ago. We had a condo facing the gulf in Gulfport ,Mississippi. We had found a great place for fried oyster po ' boy sandwiches. Those sandwiches were so good, that even though the oysters had a breading , were deep fried, served on a wonderful French bread, smeared with mayo, given a chance, I'd eat them again in a heart beat. We'd stand in line with everybody else to get our "dressed" po ' boys. We never deviated. No fried shrimp po ' boys or roast beef for us. Then we would take them across the road, sit on the sand and eat them while keeping the sand and seagulls at bay. It wasn't the po' yo sandwiches that put on the weight. It was sitting on the sand. Katrina ended that episode in our lives. Now I want to give full credit to the start of my decline in weight control to this wonderful sandwich.I had nothing to do with it. It was not my fault. Sigh!

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29.08 | 13:45

Don't quite know how this got to me but it was on the top line of my computer (not in email) But I really enjoyed it. I truly admire you.

31.07 | 07:02

Leona, do you have a date or a booked flight that you come back ?

20.07 | 13:55

Everything sounds so wonderful Leona. Venice will seem boring . I would want to move to Portownsend where the kids are living. All sounds great . Is there?

19.07 | 12:33

That lavender sounds very nice!

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