Hi folks. We had our Eve dinner Tuesday and all was tasty except the smelts. The clerk said they were lake smelts, but I think not. The spine was very thick and sharp, taste was very fishy. Not our usual lake variety. Next time, frozen, not fresh, since they don't know the difference.
Carole came and was feeling pretty good, I had to cut her hair after everyone left (and I was tired!). Today, she is in bed, coughing her short-haired head off. Forecast for freezing rain followed by snow, which means ..... yep. We have to go get her groceries, again before the weather hits. This happens every year, all winter. She's only been shopping once since Thanksgiving, and relies on Chris to "pick up a few things". So once again the list was long. I am definitely cancelling the manicotti and shells dinner for Friday. I'm not having Mark attempt that driveway to pick her up and she is too sick to be around us. I'm wondering how many of us will come down with the same thing. She sounded OK yesterday but maybe medication was masking it.
Nit has been coming into the family room and making himself comfortable as long as I don't touch him. But this is the carpet where Bud lays for Mark to scratch him.
And this is Bud giving him a stink eye warning to move or get beat up. "That's my spot, my carpet kid! Move it!"
Neither are wondering where mom and wife Missy is. I found her for them. In the little parlor where I keep my stitching supplies. I got pretty close to her before she woke up and bolted. Damn brats.
This is the bag of linens sitting next to her that I no longer want. I don't know why. Wrong count, wrong color, wrong mood, been around for years. I just hope I don't reconsider and put them back in the drawer. Books and other items are going too as they have been for a year! I hate that I never seem to complete tasks, plans, projects. Hope to change that in 2017. Sure I will.
Without anything else planned, I can work on the Santa and hopefully finish it. Once I am away from a project, I rarely go back, but all I have to do is fill in.
Just heard about Debbie Reynolds. Wasn't expecting that. But no one expected a 60 year old to have a massive heart attack either. This is why I bite my tongue, we just don't know from one day to the next how lives will change. But if the person is a rotten name-calling vicious judgmental prick deliberately doing harm, I really don't care if my tongue slashes through to their bone. Is that insensitive?
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