Sunday, January 20, 2013
Saturday, January 19, 2013
Day Nineteen 2013
Grandson Elijah bounced back from feeling down and out puny yesterday and was able to play with his Vision Basketball team in their double header today. Thanks to his sister Shelby for taking this picture of him just after he made his shot and got another two points for his team. They ended up losing both hard-fought games. Well-played, Elijah! And thank you, Shelby, for letting me use your photo!
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Friday, January 18, 2013
Day Eighteen 2013
Grandson Elijah is not feeling well today. Coughing, sneezing, congestion, runny nose. He left school and came to stay with me this morning and seemed to magically get better. We ate lunch at Ocha with his grandpa and mom, and Officer Mike stopped by our table to say hello and give him a police badge to wear, which he happily wore all day. But when we got back home, he quickly slid downhill into fever and chills and aches, along with the congestion, runny nose, coughing and sneezing. When this kid doesn’t feel like playing video games, something is not right. He was pretty pitiful. His mom took him to the doc. They say it isn’t the flu, but it may be too soon to tell. He may have the beginnings of bronchitis. He’s fighting some sort of infection and got meds for that. Not a great way to spend a long weekend (school is out Monday for MLK day). And he probably won’t get to play in his Vision Basketball double header tomorrow morning. Hope and pray you feel back to your old self ASAP, Elijah! I hate it when my kiddos are sick!
Wishing everyone a healthy TGIF!
Thursday, January 17, 2013
Day Seventeen 2013
Those white streaks are tiny balls of ice that fell for a few minutes today around lunchtime. Not sleet and certainly not snow. Almost like hail. So much for 1-4 inches of snow. I’m pretty sure all the school kids and teachers enjoyed their ‘snow’ day.
And then the sun appeared late this afternoon. I could almost hear the heavenly angels in chorus, singing Praise the Lord! It was a glorious sight indeed. Looks like a nice weekend ahead, sunshine-wise.
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
Day Sixteen 2013
Wednesdays are like Mondays in the middle of the week. ~Lee Fox Williams
Another soggy day. Snow in the forecast for Thursday—1 to 4 inches.
Neighbor kitty Lily wants inside our house but settles for the cushion on the wicker rocker by the front door.
Sky, road, truck. Can you say gray?
Dropping off and picking up hubby today. Our (old) car is in the shop again, needing a new (expensive) compressor. I told Neil by the time we have all the parts replaced, we’ll have a new car.
Wednesday is ‘senior’ day at Fazoli’s, and we are happy to qualify (55+) so we can get this yummy meal (drink included) for $2.99. You can also choose pasta Alfredo (heart attack on a plate). Fazoli’s is the only spaghetti sauce I like besides my dad’s recipe. We ended up eating supper right after Neil got off work at 4:30. I think this completes our geezer-hood.
No such thing, ever, as a ‘speedy checkout’ at Wal-Mart, especially when everybody is there buying milk and bread for the impending blizzard. We wouldn’t have been in here at all if I hadn’t been out of my allergy med, and Neil figured he’d buy some ammo for his dad’s old rifle or shotgun, I forget which. (He says the bullets are called ‘shorts’ and did manage to get a couple boxes.) Why am I telling you this? I have no idea. Happy hump day!
Another soggy day. Snow in the forecast for Thursday—1 to 4 inches.
Neighbor kitty Lily wants inside our house but settles for the cushion on the wicker rocker by the front door.
Sky, road, truck. Can you say gray?
Dropping off and picking up hubby today. Our (old) car is in the shop again, needing a new (expensive) compressor. I told Neil by the time we have all the parts replaced, we’ll have a new car.
Wednesday is ‘senior’ day at Fazoli’s, and we are happy to qualify (55+) so we can get this yummy meal (drink included) for $2.99. You can also choose pasta Alfredo (heart attack on a plate). Fazoli’s is the only spaghetti sauce I like besides my dad’s recipe. We ended up eating supper right after Neil got off work at 4:30. I think this completes our geezer-hood.
No such thing, ever, as a ‘speedy checkout’ at Wal-Mart, especially when everybody is there buying milk and bread for the impending blizzard. We wouldn’t have been in here at all if I hadn’t been out of my allergy med, and Neil figured he’d buy some ammo for his dad’s old rifle or shotgun, I forget which. (He says the bullets are called ‘shorts’ and did manage to get a couple boxes.) Why am I telling you this? I have no idea. Happy hump day!
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