Over draft of several hundred dollars.

I usually look forward to the mail carrier but the bank letter made me rethink having that on my 'things I like to wait for' list.

I did wonder why I had so many funds in my check registry. And now I know why.

If you double record every deposit you end up with quite a bit more than you might if you only added a deposit one time.

For a short time there I was planning a little shopping trip...in Europe. Now I hope for a quick trip to Tuesday Morning or TJ Maxx.

It was nice while it lasted. And that's what I think about it.

For sure Spring has come to southern Indiana. Everything that blooms in the Spring is blooming. Color is everywhere: yellow, purple, pink and white. The lawn was mowed today. Surprisingly enough the two bushes (rose and snowball) that I pruned down to near nothing are bushy and green...and healthy with the promise that perhaps, perchance there will be blooms next month.

Today the porch, on which I had been sitting for a week or so in a folding soccer chair reading and enjoying the warmer temperatures, was thoroughly cleaned and the furniture and cushions retrieved from the garage and put back in their place for the summer.

Predictably, after winter comes spring. Year after year after year. It is good to reflect on those things upon which we can rely, so exceedingly rare as they are becoming.

And for my friends in Ohio, this thought,
You can't see Canada across lake Erie, but you know it's there. It's the same with spring. You have to have faith, especially in Cleveland. ~Paul Fleischman

And that's what I think about it.

Back from the beach now and want to comment about the rest of Myrtle Beach since not every activity occurs on the beach.

The streets from beach front to highway are a warren of beach houses, most for rent. Brightly painted they sit on stilts with automobiles and golf carts parked underneath. Building on pilings is a zoning law now since the last major hurricane swept through the area properties destroying most everything built on the ground.

Inland the land is crammed with restaurants and souvenir shops. Pawn shops are built close to liquor stores; pancake houses nestle up to seafood buffets for miles and miles. One evening we ventured into one of the souvenir shops. This two story building resembles a mid-eastern potentate palace, if you are looking up. Looking at eye level you see the forty foot shark into which one must walk to get to the front door of the business. Inside is an acre of merchandise; a cell phone becomes necessary to reconnect with the parties you came in with. Among the usual array of products one can purchase a beach towel and T-shirt for three dollars, little wooden outhouses, fossilized shark teeth on a necklace or earrings, seven foot blow-up gorilla, pink yard flamingos (these almost tempted me), every sea creature in every size and every color, most sprinkled with glitter and painted with colors not seen in nature. Every product bears the name of Myrtle Beach (it is easily scrapped off with a fingernail).

Finding a library, a fire station, courthouse or other public building so visible in most towns, is difficult here. Surprisingly enough, one can find a United Methodist Church every few miles and a smattering of Baptist and Presbyterian.

At Myrtle Beach one can gamble and fish, swim and party, read and gallop along the beach on a horse. Murrell's Inlet boasts a seafood buffet every 500 yards - that's 250 yards of parking spaces for each. Twenty ways to prepare shrimp or 21, if you don't mind that they arrived from the Gulf.

Miniature golfing, regular big-people golfing and Par Three golfing, all abound. Hit your way through a sand trap or a windmill.

Creative names entice the hungry: Dirty Dan's, Senor Frogs, Crabby Mike's.

Free sand dollars or star fish, free desserts and appetizers, free drawstring bag and nachos, free stuff for the taking. Sizes on $3 Tee-shirts run from 6 months to XXXXXXL. Something for everyone. The Gay Dolphin has been the cornerstone of the beach shopping experience at MB for decades. Little can be said about The Gay Dolphin because words escape one but suffice it to say that if you can't find it anywhere else, it will be in one of the nooks or crannies at the Dolphin.

In a nutshell that's Myrtle Beach, in case you wanted to go but wanted to read beyond the hype I've added my own hype. And that's what I think about it (And I can hardly wait to return).

A man hit my friend's car. He was very rude, like it was her fault. The car was parked in a lot within the yellow lines. She was walking toward it. He backed up and hit her car. And somehow it was her fault.

Some people will come upon a red light and be so disgusted that they have to stop, like the traffic light has it in for them and like no one else has to stop like they have to stop.

I've noticed that when someone is following a car too closely, the first car is suddenly very law-abiding, going the speed limit and not one mile per hour over with nothing else in mind than to irritate the driver behind.

I've noticed that when drivers spot a police vehicle they automatically take their foot off the gas and look at the speedometer.

I've noticed that drivers always think the the 'yield' sign is for the other guy along with the 'merge' and 'lane ends' signs.

I've noticed that if you are not looking at the other driver you do not have to let him into your lane.

I've noticed that beeping horns are almost always thought to be for the other guy.

I've noticed that the other guy can text, drink from a straw and drive, all three, but none of them well.

I've noticed that some people think that a Cadillac Escalade is a compact car and park accordingly.

Just some of the observations I've had living in southern Indiana. And that's what I think about it.