A NORMAL ENTRY

One of my readers wrote a note yesterday.  She said, “Oh, a normal post.”

“I hadn’t realized my posts weren’t normal,” I reply.  Or, what is normal.  I write what’s happening to me.  Perhaps I see my world with a jaded eye.  Maybe I am not normal any more.

I went to a woman’s meeting very early this morning then on to a birthday party.  The hostess went to a lot of work, dear lady, and we were greeted by soup to nuts, as mother used to say.  I had an egg and a slice of cake which all went well with a half hour of conversation.   Her condo was spotlessly clean, white, and neat….unlike mine that’s crowded with books and quilts.  She teaches overseas…and I should find out more about this for my friend who used to teach for the circus.

A paper dress from the Student League.

I’m off to read some of you, have lunch, quilt, and run errands after dinner.  I see a bit of blue overhead.  It’s going to be a really good day.

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• Himself:  Buying all the stuff for Friday’s BBQ…the meat needs to thaw.
• Herself:  Feeling vastly better in the middle.  I only have one scab left to nurse….oh, hurrah.
• Reading:  A mystery downstairs and a bio upstairs.
• Watching:  NCIS tonight.
• Gratitudes:  For the nightmares that woke me on time, for all the friends, For G without whom life would go awry.