I think it only cheers during the run? I do get what seem like random beeps and vibrations, though, maybe those are out of context cheers.
Y'all, I am so tired and I have done NONE of my usual weekend stuff-that-must-be-done-to-keep-the-work-week-smooth.
Cemetery visit with MiL was very nice, and I got my sister-in-law's contact information (she apparently moved to DC, I had no idea). Then lunch with my parents which was good, and we are a few steps closer to having their 50th anniversary party set up. So I do not regret any of the time I have been not at home doing chores.
OK, I can empty the dishwasher, that takes barely any effort or time. Then maybe a nap.
Hooray for Arthur!
some of our friends had these hand carved in Mexico mahogany chairs.( They may be a little younger than me ) . they are over the top with black velvet with red flowers. They are the opposite of everything we own. Matt was looking at the wood and they just make me laugh. they are ridiculous. They are now siting out side after being cleaned. They make me happy , because they are silly.
this has not contributed in any way shape or form to the picking up /decluttering I wanted to do
oops
I'm considering making Filipino Egg Pie. SEEMS simple enough....
Observations on this weekend:
My mom is a chatterbox. I mean, I've noticed an uptick since she retired, but after sharing a room? Yeah.
My uncle Ernie is failing fast. He uses his still sharp humor to appear present, but he needs assistance to function physically and doesn't really track, but he can fake it for those unawares.
Aunt Mary is much dotterier and easily confused. She got totally confused switching rooms this morning. My mom handled her fine, but mom hugged me tight when I left and told me to please tell her or dad or josh or aunt sue if she ever gets like that and start getting drs involved. Her kids just see her a little more flaky. Um, no.
My first babysitter, 2nd or 3rd cousin Robin? Is ageless. And one of the most beautiful-hearts in the world.
I still can't believe my baby cousins are farming the family farm now.
I don't like my cousin Susan. We grew up together, same age. I love her, but. She's so brittle and catty and cruel. She loves and protects her son, has has some rough roads, but. You can have a dominant personality, be aggressive and yet not be mean. She's become mean, to people she shouldn't( and confides her awful opinions to me! I'm all that's awful and she just shrugs.
SD: still windy.
Sorry for not interacting much, I can't keep up relying on free wifi.
Oh, right, bills have to be paid. That trumps nap.
Oh sarameg, that sounds like the seeds of a short story right there.
