Monthly Archives: December 2019
It’s God’s Way of Telling Me . . .
There’s the old saw about that having a heart attack is God’s way of telling you to slow down.
Now, don’t get excited. I’m just fine.
But I think this was God’s way of telling me that we need a new TV.
When Jan and I came back from supper last Tuesday night, right before we left for New York, we found our 40” Samsung TV on the floor of the RV, and Miss Karma trying to look innocent.
She said it was the dog. But we don’t have a dog.
Anyway, when I set it back up, this is what I found when I turned it on.
BUMMER!
Strangely enough, last weekend when Jan and I were shopping at Walmart, I checked out a 43” Samsung that they had on sale.
The big problem for the size of the TV we can have is whether or not it will fit below our cabinets at the front of the rig. And it looked like it would.
So tomorrow we’ll go TV shopping, I guess. But in looking things over online, I think I may upgrade to the newer 2019 model that’s more expensive, but has a better picture, and is also Alexa compatible.
This morning I took the 22” TV we have in the bedroom and set it up on the end of the sofa so Jan could have TV until we get the new one. So she’s happy with that for a while.
I’m still going through all the New York photos that I took. When that’s done I’ll start recapping our trip on the blog.
Stay Tuned.
Thought For The Day:
“The nation which can prefer disgrace to danger is prepared for a master and deserves one.” – Alexander Hamilton
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Back at Home in Houston . . .
Safe and Sound. And Tired.
But We Had A Blast!
More Tomorrow.
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