Monday

 

                                     What a wonderful way to end the day.  Sailors delight.                                                                              Seen on our way taking Eric home.  I so grateful I didn't miss it.

Monday.  It feels like Tuesday.  I'll just wait a bit and Tuesday will be here.  The morning was pretty quiet.  I did a little knitting but not much.  I ripped the last of the available fabric preparing for another 30 burps when the spirit moves me to the sewing machine. 

I had an early lunch forgetting that I should not have had an early lunch.  This noon was our OUT TO LUNCH North group.  I had a big glass of McAlister's tea.  A dash of sweet in a big dash of plain ice tea.  The coffee maker was broken.  There was a sweet time with friends, stories and a whole bunch of laughter.  We are all "old". So, recalling old church things certainly brought back memories.  It was a fun time together.  

There was a drugstore stop again picking up meds and getting some clarification on a new prescription.  I took Doug home and then off to H L for some yarn and another Goodwill store.  There were flannel sheets at the store but a pattern that just didn't work.  Then home again thinking about supper.  It would be turkey pot pies.  There were four and one went to R and B's.  Another was for us and the rest were freezer bound.  We picked up Eric in Broad Ripple after delivering the pie.  

Back home for blog time and then whatever the evening would bring.  PT homework happened in the in between times all day. I suspect a little more football will be happening.  I'm hoping for a better night of sleep.  I am due big time.