"This is a way to kill a wife with kindness..." (Taming of the Shrew)

I think most people have a favorite day of the week. I think mine is Sunday. The Sun-Sentinel has separate sports pages for the Saturday college football games and another for the other sports like college basketball and the NBA and golf, etc. Besides that, they have the NY Times and the Washington Post crossword puzzles which gives me a week's worth of a brain worthy thing to do. Then on Sunday, of course, we have the NFL football games, although it has not been much fun to watch the 0-10 Miami Dolphins or the Miami Heat. If interest wanes toward the football games, there is also one or two games to be played on the computer. But let me warn you about one of them. It's called "Jewel Quest" and by all means available to you, avoid signing up for it like you would avoid the plague or a hurricane--that is, get out of town. The reason for this anathema is that it is more addictive than any drug; it might as well be called "Cocaine Quest". Rhoda was on to it until about 1 a.m last night. And added to her addiction is her competive nature...she is all out to beat me by getting higher scores. Let me illustrate: the first time around on this game requires getting through 8 levels of difficulty. She wound up with 1,217,560 points, and I managed to garner 1,138,117. Now we are on the second time around on the second game with 8 levels, and between meals and City of Hope meetings, RH+ is "questing for jewels". I'm happy for her--she now has a new purpose in life, besides finding things for me to do.

At the moment it is approaching 5pm and we are soon to be picked up by Mike and Helen Herbstman and chauffered off to dinner. It seems we are always being chauffered off to dinner somewhere by newly made friends--as compared to friends made 50 years ago. I don't mind taking Rhoda out to dinner. When she doesn't have to cook, she's in a better mood when we get home. FELICE DOMINGO.