Friends, Birds, & Running Shoes...

The Magnificent King Edgar the Bald

Edgar on the only shoes he will rest on.

I have many wonderful friends of which Edgar, of course, is one. Edgar loves to sleep on my shoes when my feet are up on the couch. The only shoes he will get on, however, are an old beat-up, grungy (dirty; in this case with dirt stains that won't come out), and ripped pair of running shoes. It's interesting that Edgar likes these because this pair of shoes was also Harry's favorite shoes. Harry was my last cockatiel (bird; a small parrot). Although Harry would get on almost any shoes to hang out, Edgar will only get on the ones in the picture. As long as he's happy, I also am usually happy.

It's been an interesting week. Many old friends as well as new friends came to the library. As always, I had a good time, but some people, I'm not mentioning names, made me think more than usual, and it gave me headache. I'm going to have to charge more money if this keeps up.

My Chinese teacher, Jing, gave us some difficult homework to do for the week, and this also gave me a headache. Unfortunately, I can't charge her any money. Saturday morning is the earliest I have to get up each week when I have Chinese class, particularly if I want to go jogging as well as do all the usual necessary morning things. Such as shower, eat, clean-up Edgar's cage, get his food and water ready for the day, and check my email . I am a bit slow in the morning, so even though I got up at 6:15, I was still a couple of minutes late for my Chinese class which started at 10:30. But, as most people know, I am almost always a couple of minutes late. It is not unusual. In fact I believe a lot of people expect it.

I got a call at 10:30 pm last night (Friday night) to go over some friends' house to eat lobster, which they had just cooked. It took me close to 10 minutes to convince my friend that I really could not come. Two minutes after I got off the phone her young daughter called to try to convince me to go, and I spent another few minutes telling her why I was not able to. I felt bad that I couldn't share their meal, but the fact that they thought of me and tried so hard to get me to come over to their house made feel really good. Good friends are not easy to find. So, I do appreciate all of you. Anyway, it's now Saturday afternoon, and it's time to relax, and do a few things around the house. So, I hope everyone enjoys the weekend, and may you all be well.

See you.