It’s Sunday evening, almost 8:00. The weekend is just about over and tomorrow begins another work week. I had a pretty good time. Yesterday I visited my friends at the weight loss surgery support luncheon at TGIFriday’s, many of whom I have not seen in a number of months (even over a year for a few). It was wonderful to see their ending weight and not have to guess what they would look like “once the weight is gone”. I miss my dear friends. We’ve been through many sizes of clothes of together! I remember seeing some just after their surgery, and now they are half the person they used to be, size wise that is. It still inspires me!
Today I visited my parents. When I got out of the car and walked towards their picnic table where they were sitting, I noticed my mother looked like she had a black eye. I asked what happened, and of course she joked that my dad beat her up! I knew better than that! She said to look at the front bumper of her car on the passenger side. I immediately thought she had been in an accident but there was no signs of damage. Had she swerved to miss a dear, gone off the road and hit her head? I had no idea… upon closer examination, there was blood spatter on the bumper. She said that the dog had gotten away from her last night, and she was rushing to get him. Evidently she slipped on the driveway (its a slick type of concrete) and came crashing down on the bumper of her car. She has quite a gash on her eyelid. She said that her glasses caused that, and the earpiece on the right side stuck straight out, all bent out of shape, from her accident. She laid there on the ground for a few minutes. She doesn’t remember being conked out, but finally she rolled over and made her way up. My goodness. I felt just terrible for her. I said she was getting a little older, and she has brittle bones anyway. She’s got calcium and Vitamin D deficiencies, and I worry about osteoporosis at her age. I tried to tell her that perhaps its time to give the dogs to someone else… they are getting more than she can handle. I doubt they will find a new home for the dogs, as they are near as family as I am! Hey, those “furbabies” get more presents at Christmas than I do! At any rate, I worry about my parents. I’m glad my brothers both live nearby her.
I finished the laundry. Cleaned up my den, including the huge heap of clothes that I had draped over the comfy green velour chair. I think it was getting on Tim’s nerves cause on the way home he asked “What are you doing tonight?” I mentioned I had no plans, and he asked, “Will you do me a favor and clean up the green chair?” Ok, I get the hint. It didn’t take but ten minutes… but that seems to be my favorite catch all for nylons, slacks, shirts, tank tops, shoes, hangers… you name it. Besides, we don’t even sit in that room so I just see it this way: I’m making use of it! Uhhh that didn’t seem to be a very good logic. By the way, the picture above is just ONE of my closets. I also own half or more of Tim’s in the master bedroom. All my pants are hanging in the laundry room cause I simply do not have enough storage area! The bad thing is, I have cleaned out THIS closet THREE times now and given bagfuls away! (Do you see any you like? What size do you wear? 4? Maybe we can work out a trade.)
Since HE (Timothy) got his wish, that meant that I got something in return!? Yes. He shaved down the top of the bathroom door just a tad because the over the door towel/robe hanger prevented it from shutting. Then he changed the light bulb in the night light ceiling fan. Our work is done. Was there anything exciting about YOUR weekend? Leave me a comment! I would love to hear from you.
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