It’s more than a Mexican holiday or the traditional Korean Children’s Day.

And yes, I have struggled with the knowledge that my grandchild is the same age as Mary.

Six years ago, I was wandering around the streets of Seoul.

Five years ago, I was relaxing after my final climb up Younginsan in Asan, Korea.

My focus last night was on feeding the Hideaway girls, and that seemed to go well.

I don’t recall how or why I started this twice-weekly feeding thing, but those meals cost me between thirty and forty bucks each. So, when Joy wanted those expensive chops, I was a little taken aback. I told her, okay, I’ll get you the pork chops, but I won’t be able to afford anything for the other girls. Is that okay? She gave the correct answer, telling me to never mind her, but feed the others. I rewarded her kindness with pork chops.

That was that. I made a brief stop at Cheap Charlies on the way home, then my nightcap at Green Room. No incidents to report from either venue.

A nice hike up on the ridgeline this morning that I’ll post about tomorrow. But the good news is no real issues with the knee, despite a lengthy climb and a steep down. I’d say I’m about 90% recovered (I still feel a slight weakness, but not enough to cause a limp like before). Here’s hoping it stays that way. I do intend to get the ultrasound Dr. Jo suggested. I’m also going to visit this new clinic and get some bloodwork and other testing done to check on how other parts of my body are doing these days (liver, I’m talking about you!).

I don’t lose sleep over my grammar and spelling mistakes, but this made me laugh anyway:

I’m leaning toward doing the SOB thing tonight at Whiskey Girl. Gotta fill those hours somehow. Back tomorrow with some nice pictures from my mountain trek.