I could have used Joey today. He would have fit in with these little doll boys very well, and they could have played together. I think he would have enjoyed it a lot. And we could have gone a little hike together, too, if he wanted.
None of the people I have become friends with were at the picnic. No Dorothy, Phyllis, Linda, Mary, not even Marnie. All altos, of course. I talked a little but not much with those who were there. Awkward for me. It is always awkward to attend this kind of thing alone.