Up around 7:30, and did stair stepping, resistance bands, and weights exercises after breakfast. Did this and that around the house after that until around 11 a.m., when I accompanied Mother to our house.
Hubbie went to the garden and pulled all the green onions, which he cleaned in preparation for putting them in the freezer. After lunch, while Hubbie and I ran errands, Mother chopped the onions and bagged them.
Our errands included going to the farmer's market to pick up four more quarts of blueberries for the freezer; to the newspaper office to pick up last week's Thursday and Friday issues; to the greeting card shop for a retirement card and a Father's Day card (Hubbie waited in the car and read the newspapers while I shopped for these); to the pharmacy; to the bank; to a grocery store to pick up cottage cheese; and to another pharmacy store to return the movies we rented yesterday.
In reading one of the newspapers, Hubbie noticed a front page story announcing that our town's former coronor and owner of a funeral home, who was recently shot in the back as he slept, died. The death is under investigation. A few weeks ago, some of the ladies at the pool speculated that he might have accidently shot himself, since he slept with a shotgun. If this unlikely scenario doesn't prove true, then authorities will be looking for a murder suspect.
Later, we had leftovers from last night for supper, and then I accompanied Mother back to her house. Spent the rest of the evening watching TV, including a 2003 Movie Network feature called, "Wall of Secrets." A newlywed couple move into a big city apartment, and soon discover they are being watched by a stranger.
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