Friday.  It seems to come around really fast.  When you are no longer working outside your home, there don’t seem to be any way to figure out what day it is.  I usually get lost around Wednesday.

But I get my hair done on Friday, so I set my alarm to remember...or I would miss it.

Ann and I went to eat catfish yesterday.  It was disappointing.  People in this part of the state don’t know about croppie.  Or do you spell that croppy?  Northeast Oklahoma is the capital of the world for that.

We will try another place downtown next time.  Or we will have to drive to Pryor to get decent fish.