Arlo and Janis by Jimmy Johnson for February 21, 2021

You and me both, Arlo!

Arlo, there’s a reason you weren’t invited. As in the reason she might go crazy?

But there’s hope. Absence makes the heart grow fonder. So start the cocoa and alert the bathroom sommelier!

Maybe she just wanted to walk in quiet and not listen to how cold it is.

Awwww… Poor guy. Nobody loves him. 8^ (

Don’t feel bad… no one invites me either.

There are some parties you just do not need or want an invitation to attend. Anyway, somebody has to stay and protect the couch and TV.

Could you bring me a snack and drink before you leave?

Sometimes, we do need to be alone but in this case, I’d say you need to invite yourself. Get up, put on your coat and go with her but don’t say anything. If she wants to talk, let her, if not, just be quiet but be there.

Fake it till you make it.

I wish I had sidewalks to walk on. We live in the middle of nowhere. Can you say ‘broken ankle?’

I know the feeling:-(

The head-to-toe massage she’ll be needing will make this all worthwhile, Arlo!

Soon, the evenings will be longer and there will be a second dogwalk each day. Meanwhile, there’s a few dozen tree branches to saw up and fences to repair. Heck of an ice storm last week.

I have always assumed Janis’s walks were her “alone time”.

why did he need an innvitation? if he really had wanted to join Janis for a walk he would have done it without hesitation.

He better have the place ship-shape when she gets back or else!

We bought a dreadmill in October and have walked over 500 miles without having to leave the house.

My wife walks alone every day. She invites me every day and 9 out of 10 days i politely decline. We have wicked hills and the hip is unhappy these days.

Janis want time away from more than just the house. I had a female bud tell me that her husband used to work a 50+ hour work week & was well compensated for it. She was a high school teacher with a different type of schedule. When he retired she told us how he is never underfoot but that he never goes away….

Every morning. Rain or shine. 5 miles. Feels like I’m back in Basic Training.

Go with her. Hold each other tight.

No worry. She will be back in a minute.

Ah HA!! B*I*N*G*O!

doesn’t need an invite to go with his wife. Just grab your: coat, hat, gloves, long underwear, scarf, flask of warm rum, warm sox and boots. <];O)

Everybody needs me time.

Lesson learned: “She’s her own woman”…

Smart man. Wednesday, the day between 4 days of MORE snow, it was sunny and 54F. I suggested to husband who has had a lot more trouble staying home from the virus and more trouble dealing 6 or more or 18 inches of snow at a time (both due to being old and not well and having to clear it and being afraid of NEEDING to go out and not being able to) than I am, we should go to the park for a walk – his concern that the snow would be a problem at the park, led to my suggestion we go for a car ride, just to go out – had to convince him we would not use up too much gas.

So, by the end of the 15 minute drive – we had to return home due to transmission problems and while trying to park the car on the dirt in the semi-circle of our small driveway where our van normally goes and our van on the driveway where the car normally goes (so if car would not go, we could use the van, if not done, could not use the van), well, it had not occurred to me (and I was moving the car) that when the temperature rises from the 20-30s to 54F, the frozen dirt would melt and by the time we were done, he had to shovel back the mud to get rid of the tracks in the mud. (In my defense, I am generally the better driver and more logical person – but I have not driven since the week in March 2020 – I could not even remember how to unlock the passenger door from inside.) Car is to go to the mechanic on Wednesday if the ground is frozen enough not to be mud then either a $200 switch or a new transmission. Amazing how much of a problem not driving a vehicle enough is.