I wasn’t going to mention it, as I don’t “do” TLaP, but . . . today WAS International Talk Like a Pirate Day.
We spent the day shopping for pants and long-sleeved tees for my mother, as all of her clothes had gotten so shabby and worn out. Ran into one of her old friends and stood there for almost an hour going over everything that has happened since they last spoke more than a year ago. Became completely exhausted and fell out on the floor of Penneys. (Not really, but I could have.) I only got a few LITTLE things for myself. No, REALLY.
We chased some balloons, but didn’t spend a lot of time at the Balloon Festival because of the huge crowds and all the traffic. Maybe next year we’ll volunteer for crew or something like that. But I’m not going UP in one of those things.