Why would Walter wrestle with William?

Well, William whines woefully.

Walter wishes William would whine without whimpering.

Walter wonders with Wilma, William’s wonderful wife, whether William will whine with Wilma.

Walter wistfully watches Wilma and William waltz with watermelon wine while washing windows.

Velcro has to be one of the best inventions yet.  Tiny, slightly stiff hooks on one side and soft loops on the other. My first experience with Velcro was when I was in a marching group and our uniforms had Velcro closures on the vests.  Pure magic. The carpet in our first house was just like Velcro.  Everything stuck to it. When I had major surgery in 1990, I asked the doctor how I was put back together: staples, stitches, glue?  His reply in broken English sounded like “Velcro”.  It turned out to be the brand name of dissolvable sutures: virkron ?, vicryl?, the exact name escapes me.  Being put back together with Velcro is still a family joke. Velcro or hook-and-loop material is so common anymore that we take it for granted.

We use hook-and-loop strips to keep our electrical cords corralled.

Do they even make kids shoes that tie anymore or do they all close with Velcro? A blast from the past: Velcro hair rollers. Wearing flannel pajamas to bed with flannel sheets is almost like wearing Velcro.  There’s no sliding into bed or getting into the best sleeping position.  The two flannel pieces are stuck together like Velcro.

Saturday was spent over the dining room table organizing and assembling some Christmas Wishes Craft Kits.  I got two done.  Just two.

It’s not that I am slow.  I just had to think.  And paint.  And think.  And cut paper.  And think.  And find buttons.  Then ribbon.  And think some more.

Thinking is exhausting.

So yesterday afternoon I took a two-hour nap.

Then I went to bed at 9:30.

This morning I feel reasonably rested.