It’s Friday! Heavy smoke from the Canadian wildfires has once again drifted into the United States, creating some pretty unhealthy air quality across much of the Midwest. Here in Illinois’ southwest suburbs, you can definitely smell the smoke when you step outside. It feels like we’re getting an unwanted replay of last year, when the haze hung around for more than a week. Hopefully Mother Nature clears things out a little faster this time.
As for me, I’m still running a fever, so tomorrow I’ll be meeting with my doctors to figure out what the next step is. At this point, I’m open to just about any treatment plan… as long as it doesn’t involve another hospital admission. One eight-day stay was more than enough, thank you.
On a much lighter note, it’s finally Friday! That means it’s time for another reader-submitted amateur photo, along with the usual double dose of babes and double dose of jokes to kick off the weekend. Enjoy!
-keep
Keep,
Not bad for a 63 year old.
Hotel room at Turks Beaches, great place to vacation.
Keep the Babes coming.
-Anonymous


BLEH!
I honestly thought we were going to get off easy with only a little wildfire smoke this time around… right up until Friday night.
I’d been in and out of the house all day Friday without any issues. Then after dinner, I took Abby outside for our usual playtime, and it was like someone had flipped a switch. The very first breath I took literally stopped me in my tracks. This is going to sound weird, but the air felt… chunky. You could feel it in your nose, mouth, and lungs. That’s the only way I can describe it. I’ve never experienced anything like that before. I honestly don’t know how anyone could tolerate being out there for more than a few minutes. It was absolutely miserable and, frankly, a little scary.
Thankfully, the worst of the smoke had moved out by Saturday night. Hopefully that’s the last of it, because I’d be perfectly happy never breathing “chunky air” again.
-keep
Not looking forward to this week. Doctors, clinics, etc.