A week!

Tuesday, April 19, 2016 -
        Monday, April 25, 2016

I can't believe it's been a whole week since I've written, and I apologize.  My only excuse is that my head was imploding, exploding, and spinning with the news from last Monday and I just plodded through the week.


Tuesday was my Happy Homemaker Day.
My TOPS meeting wasn't really a meeting this week, either.  We went down to the library in Amelia to listen to local herbalist Rita Helkenfeld (I think I spelled that right), who talked, gave recipes, and made stuff for us all (the whole audience, not just us) to sample.  It was very interesting!  We were going to weigh in afterward, but it didn't get over until time for the library to close, so we didn't get a chance to.

I don't remember much about Wednesday or Thursday, so not much must have happened.  I do remember that I didn't go get Ron's check on Thursday.  I just stayed home and he did what he does.  I have been walking out to meet him unless it's raining, so I've been getting walks in, too.

On Friday, I had my grocery shopping to do, as well as other errands to run, as usual.  I was getting things ready to go when I get a text from Josh - "are you out and about?"  I ask him why, is he available to go to lunch with me today?  (Usually, I have just missed his lunch and he's already eaten...)  He responds in the positive (Yay!) and we set up a time to meet.  So I get going, to do my errands in Bethel - my first stop was the bank to do the Altar Society deposit, then our bank to make our deposit, the post office, and so on and so forth.  Then it was on down to Amelia, where I just went ahead to the Mexican restaurant (Don Rigo) to meet Josh before doing any of those errands because of traffic and other problems that caused my errands to take too long.
We had a wonderful lunch, and had a good talk, too.  But all good things must come to an end, and those errands were nagging at my brain, so eventually he went back to work and I did my errands and finally got back home around 5.
I made a Shepherd's Pie for supper - for some reason, that just sounded good - and it was in the oven cooking when Ron and Corgan got home around 6 and our weekend started.  Friday night is not much, because Ron is always tired on Fridays, but we have a peaceful evening, even though Corgan complained that I woudlnt' let him make his Ramen noodles.  Mean ol' Granny!

Nothing much was planned for Saturday.  Ron was working out in the garage, and mowing, weedeating, things like that, and Corgan was supposed to be helping him, but you know how 11 year old boys help.  Yep.  Like that.
Once I got up, I just stayed in the house.  Around 1, I went out to talk to them - give them my two cents worth, I said - about lunch and the rest of the day and we made our plans.  Eventually Ron (finally) got things cleaned up enough that we went uptown to Gold Star to have lunch.  The guys even rode the motorcycle, it was so nice! Then it was back home for the rest of the day.  We got to have Corgan again - his parents were running away for the night after his mom got off work - so we were taking advantage of it!  I called and asked Bert if she wanted to come over, so maybe we could teach Corgan some different card games, which would be easier with four people instead of just the three of us.  She agreed, but it would be later before she got here.  We played cards - poker - for the rest of the night, and we all had great fun!  Finally, though, Ron had to go to bed.  And, then, I was the next one to go...

Sunday was a little different, too.  Corgan went to church with us, but he sat there (not participating), either reading or playing on his tablet (on mute), which was fine with us - at least he was with us.  Off to lunch afterward, we decided to go to Georgetown which isn't really a big surprise.  Ron and Corgan got lunch (chicken livers), while I got the big breakfast that we like so much.
As we were sitting there, a little boy, maybe 3, with the family at the table in the center of the place, started coughing and throwing up.  And throwing up.  And throwing up.  Poor little tyke!  He had just eaten a big breakfast, too, for a little dude.  Oh, he was miserable.  Shaking and couldn't move....awful.  Mom handled it real well, though, and Dad helped pack up the rest of the family's food and they left pretty quickly.  Soon after that, the waitress told us that our bill had been taken care of by that family.  WHAT?  That was so kind of them - and they sure didn't have to do that!  They were certainly in enough distress as it was, and to think of the other people sitting around them (the restaurant was pretty full, as you can imagine) was something else.  I don't think we were the only ones, I really don't.  That was SO kind of them.
We a nice quiet afternoon, yes, even with Corgan.  Bert got up soon after we got back, and Jean came up to pick Corgan up so we all just hung out.  We all went out into the back yard and sat in the shade of the umbrella at the picnic table, and then Bert cut my hair.  No more Shaggy!
Then they all packed up their whatevers and took off for 'home,' wherever home is.
Ron and I collapsed into our recliners!  Nice weekend, but so glad it's over - we're old!


Monday - Boob Squish Day!  WhooHoo!  It's been way too long since I've had this done, so it's about damn time, but I am not thrilled that it needs to be done.  Ladies, I'm sure you know what I mean. Men - you have NO idea.
Bert has decided that she didn't want to get up and go over with me (I think it's just too early for her), so when I'm done, I meet Teresa for lunch at O'Charley's in Eastgate.  I'm so glad that Teresa decided to come out today!  We sat there and enjoyed our lunch and each other's company until after 3, but, finally, we had to go our separate ways.  It was a very pleasant time!

This weekend was rather amazing to me - Josh got my lunch on Friday.  The pay-it-forward on Sunday.  Teresa sneaked and got my lunch today.  Thank you, thank you, thank you!!
I am a happy chickie!