My life is not as eventful as I led myself to believe, but I manage to stay busy.
Dear Tommy,
I spent Monday painting the side foyer floor. It is a lovely shade of red. See?
Actually the red is several shades darker than indicated here. |
I heard there is a bug going around the children at church, so I sat down and wiped down the toys in the baskets because some of those children venture into our house.
I also spray painted some chairs black before meeting four ladies for dinner at Olive Garden. I wore the black paint on my feet and fingers. I was lovely.
On Tuesday, I ventured into Walmart and was struck by all the silver hairs roaming around the store...and then I remembered I am one of them. At the checkout I noticed two women at different lanes having trouble with the debit machines. Neither could figure out how to use them. I just sighed and thought about how it would be me before I knew it and who knows what I will have to deal with in 20 years.
Tuesday afternoon was spent with a girlfriend at a coffee shop. My friend - coffee, me - water. I just do not like coffee, but love the smell. We talked for over three hours on the back patio. Nice.
You asked me to send you a picture of myself so I did as I waited for my friend at the coffee shop. I am much younger than I look. :) |
Wednesday was bleak as I did not hear from you at all. I met Kasie and the kids at Sylvan Beach. My mom and nephew Dylan came with me. The clouds brought strong winds and waves, but did not hinder the fun for Molly, Owen, and Aubrey. They loved it. I teased my mom about looking like she was going to the prom with her earrings and sequined shirt. She looks nice wherever she goes.
We fed the gulls and I captured some moments on camera. Kasie said the waves were the best babysitters for her kids...and cost her nothing.
You finally called me at half past midnight and eased any fears that had plagued me. My prayers were answered and I thanked God for His watchful eye.
My mom, the beauty queen. |
Love this. |
We stumbled upon this village built by previous visitors centuries ago, I am sure of it. |
Feeding birds |
Molly feeding...well, Molly |
Kasie feeding baby bird Owen. |
Kasie feeding baby bird Aubrey |
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