Day before yesterday, the bowl of watermelon was refreshing and cooled me off nicely. Yesterday, I had to wear warm clothes while I ate it. Today, I didn’t even attempt it. It was 68 degrees in the house this morning and that’s just a bit too cool for cold melon.
I’d signed up for updates so I’d know when the rest of my Mother dresses had arrived. It was cloudy but not raining when I looked out but there had been no email so I waited. Fifteen minutes later, it came and so had the rain. It wasn’t sprinkling. It was pouring. I wasn’t going to brave it. As long as the package was in the mailbox, it would be okay and even if it got wet, the fabric was washable. Besides, the first package was one of those soft plastic bags.
By and by, the rain slacked off and I went out to retrieve my prize. Sure enough, they were packaged in the same kind of bag as the first. I opened the package and there was the completion of my at-home summer wardrobe! I spread them out and took a picture (as if you can tell anything about them other than the wild prints). The back of Twinkle’s head is at the left of the photo.
I’ve unplugged the waterbed heater. So far, I’ve been warm enough. If this cool weather keeps up much longer, that might not be the case. According to Weatherbug, the high in the valley was 81 today but it sure didn’t get even close to that here.
How on earth it works out like this every year is beyond me. Up until this spring, the church would plan a campout in April. It would invariably be cool and rainy. This year, there was no campout but just “Sabbath in the Park”. With the warm weather we’ve had, you’d think it would last until today but here it was, rainy and cool. The sun was out some today but from the one picture I’ve seen of the group, bundling up in warm clothes was the norm. I’m glad I stayed home.
With Mother’s Day closing in, I posted a couple of pictures to honor mine. Here they are:
Next weekend, my great-niece graduates from high school. My sister is campaigning for me to come. At first, she wanted me to change to DST for a week so I’d “adjust” and be able to get there by 10 a.m. after driving for an hour and a half. Then, she got the bright idea that I could spend the night with DS1 and his and not have to drive so far. However, while the first would jeopardize my health and well-being, the second would do the same to Twinkle. While celebrations are nice—and she has supported me over the years with my children’s—I prefer getting together when there’s a better chance to visit and not just be one of the crowd.
I have attempted to send a cute picture of my other sister’s great-grandchild to her Juno address and I’m beginning to think it will never go through.
Genese is in the hospital because of a bad infection. After her labs, it was decided she needed a different antibiotic so she’s there for, at least, tonight. Tomorrow will tell the tale if she can be transferred back.
Speaking of Genese (sort of), her son-in-law posted on Facebook that he will be getting his new legs either Monday or Tuesday. He’ll have to learn to walk all over again but, with his determination and drive, I don’t doubt he can do it.