Simple Pleasures and Simply Outrageous

Under the category of simple pleasures....we went for a stroll last night.  I think if you amble along, it's a stroll. If you truck along, its a power walk, and if you stride competitively, it's a race of some sort.  We strolled.  Not far, just to the end of the lane.  Because if it's in the 60's at the end of October and the Hunter's Moon is shining on you...you just ought to enjoy it.  I hope we never cease to be in awe of the rising moon.

So hand-in-hand we strolled down the lane, like a couple of old married folk.  Perhaps we are just that.  And when we got to the end of the lane we danced.  Like teenagers.  Perhaps we haven't lost that.  By the light of the moon, because it felt right.  Completely a simple pleasure.

On the other end of the spectrum...Mick would like to comment on the simply outrageous.  Mind boggling, utterly senseless, simply unfathomable.  And that would be that we bought canned tuna that is liquid free.  No tuna juice.  None, zip, nada.  No tuna juice???  How can that be??  What is a dog to do??  Tuna juice is one of the simple pleasures Mick enjoys.  Whenever we serve canned tuna he gets the juice.  No juice, unthinkable!!  No juice??  No way!

So there it is, the good, the bad and the juice free.  Something to cherish and something to challenge.  Something dog gone delightful and something to make a dog howl in dismay.  Lucky us....poor Mick.