Herself: It’s my day off that isn’t. Our housekeeper will be here, so I won’t be alone ‘till noonish. I get half a free day. Lessa really ill with a bug.
I’d like to submit both an essay and a poem, but I have only the briefest time left to read a poem in class before the submissions window is closed.
Yes, I am reading all of you….with greater attention thanks to Google Reader, but my time seems to have gone the way of all good things…perhaps into essays. On my Blogger page, I have a hundred some people stopping by a day but only six or seven leave me notes. Usually on OD I find about 20 notes, but even then I can’t seem to make the time to reciprocate. Mea Culpa.
The bottom line here is I need to get back to work on the blue Quilt. Instead we are being social….which is really good for us.
It’s Kay’s 30th birthday this Saturday at exactly the same time that we are both wanted at G’s museum. You bet we will figure out how to do both. We won’t see Lessa tho as she doesn’t want to share her cold with Kay…who had lung cancer and has emphysema. Next week there’s a Feasters dinner and the Padre’s day game. The following week, we have a Cancer Society lunch and a tour of a truck museum in Campo….and see Granddaughter Beth and her mom. No one I know has ever been there.
The week after that, we have four days at a convention. We will put smiles on our faces and volunteer at the volunteer booth for two days. We are even staying at the hotel for two of the days.
You want us? We will be at the ice cream Social.