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Good news — Painted Rock Lady is back in her unit. I’ve not yet seen her out and about, but whatever emergency she had has passed.

Bad news is Red Light isn’t letting up. She’s not buying “emergency”. She’s insisting it was “more drama”, a bid for attention.

Anything is possible, but I’m relieved to know PRL is still with us.

As PRL is painting rocks in her unit without proper ventilation, I’m tempted to tell her that Bob Ross, the television painting instructor, passed away from complications of lymphoma suspected to be caused by the fumes from the paint and sealants he worked with. That maybe she should move her painting out to the patio After all, last time she went to the hospital, she came back attached to a breathing machine that she has to lug around with her wherever she goes.

I’m tempted, but reluctant to do so because, in the past, people have not always appreciated my alerting them to a knowing I've had or my two-cents.

Instead of appreciating or heeding the warning, I’ve been accused of causing the problem — "putting something" on them, bringing it into being.

Believe it or not, there are a lot of ignorant people in the world, so to speak of certain things would be like what is described as "Pearls before swine".

Consequently, I keep my knowings to myself and just watch, sometimes with a heavy heart, as things play out as they will. That is, unless specifically asked my thought or opinion or if I'm "feeling anything".

Plan for today was to check out the Summer Social "Lunch with property management" scheduled for 11:30. However, I wanted to get the Hawlin’ Hawley Virtual 5K off my bucket list — I’d registered just last night, saw the active dates had already begun (July 25 – 31).

Figuring I could manage both, I hauled arse and did.

Up early and arriving at the college shortly after 9:45, seeing plenty of parking spaces on campus and no security car, I took a chance at not getting ticketed for lack of a pass and parked.

The weather was wacked — fluctuating between uncomfortably hot and what appeared to be June Gloom overcast, but it was a pleasant walk and 7,005 steps later, 3.19 Miles @ 1:08:44, I was back at the complex in time to get out of walking gear, refresh my makeup and get down to the Community Room around 11:35.

Turns out the event was Luau themed and set around the pool area.

Had I known, I’d have pulled my grass skirt out of the storage area.

As it was, I got leid when I arrived and was given a flower to wear near my ear.

I don't know if I'm wearing it correctly. Did I put the flower on the correct side to indicate a single woman?

That new resident I’d met at the pool the other day was a no-show. Sucks for her because it was a fun event.

That video was taken when I first arrived, so it looks kinda sparce insofar as residents. Others came and though attendance was eventually good, a woman at my table pointed out attendance in no way represented the number of residents we have.

One would have thought that, even if the residents did not read the Monthly Calendar, they would at least have heard the music and come out to join in.

On the other hand, some residents might be pissed because, in their minds, they did not get notified. Like the woman I met at the front gate when I was headed to the event. She said, "They’re having a party back there and no one let us know".

"Yes, they did" said I. "It was on the calendar".

I am sooooooo sick of people complaining about not knowing an event is to take place, when it’s in black and white on the calendar they don’t bother to read.

Like I said about the no-show resident, it's they’re loss, because it was a fun event and we got to keep the little coconut drinking cups.

To my disappointment, the coconut shells were empty — no Mai Tai inside.

OH, and btw, the new manager was introduced — a middle-aged woman, no tight pants, no high heels. Started a week ago, I'm told. Let's see how long she lasts.