Wednesday morning (early)

I seem to have got behind with this but have been a bit preoccupied and busy.   With my ageing memory I am a bit pressed to think further back than Tuesday.   Tuesday morning was Kiwani bake sale so was up early helping set up in the Senior Centre.   Louise always did bake a lot of cakes, but is making even more now because it is stress relieving for her since Cecil has been ill.   The bake sale raised nearly $200 so it is worth doing, all the money Kiwanis raises goes to help childrens' projects.

I was going to make some cakes on Monday evening but instead went to the movies to see 'The Secret Life of Walter Mitty'.  It was quite nice, I enjoyed it, but it wasn't up there with 'Saving Mr Banks that I saw with Pattisue on Friday, or the weekend, that was absolutely excellent.

And I did wish afterwards that I'd stayed at home.   I didn't know it, but a headlight was out and pulling away from the movie complex I was pulled over by a state trooper.   I never think to check my headlights but will do so from now on.   I can't drive very well in the dark but manage to get around Shawnee because I stay on the main north/south, east/west roads that are lit and busy, which is why I didn't notice the headlight was out.

The state trooper was very nonplussed with my UK driving licence, and thought I should be carrying my 'visa' around with me (not, he hastened to assure me, did he suspect I was an illegal immigrant).  I asked if he meant my passport, a visa is something required to come into a country.  He said, that's right, it's the same thing.   Telling Louise about this later she said he wouldn't know the difference, he's probably never left Oklahoma.   Also said he probably kept me talking to listen to my accent.  What is it about me and my accent in this place!

Anyway, I end up with two pieces of paper which he assures me "is not a citation nor nothing" just a record of our contact.   One referred to the headlight which has now been fixed by Terry.  The other refers to an absence of driving licence, so I need to go to the police station and sort that out, I can't be stopped again and reported as not having a licence.  And apply myself to getting an Oklahoma licence and save myself all this hassle, tell myself I actually live here, I'm not just passing through.

 
All over Shawnee at the moment front lawns are looking this rather weird shade of blue/green, although in the first picture it has come out on the photo as almost normal looking, not quite as blue as it is in reality.   It is done by lawn contractors and doesn't last, and by summer they will all be a healthy looking, nice, lawns.    But according to the people I hang out with they are a BAD THING, I think they pollute the environment, or something.