Dear Whatta Week....

Dear Bunco Monday ....This has been a week....some good, some not so good.  Began the week with the Bunco gang coming here, we have 12 members so we each take a month hosting, works out really nice and I always like to have it in the summertime using the porch as one of the tables for Bunco. Everyone seems to enjoy their time on the back porch.  How is it that you think you have all the time in the world, and then suddenly time runs out and you're working your little ass (sorry) off to get ready in time for the girls to come.  You know how it is....you want everything to be just perfect.  I even thought I would have time to run to Kohl's to take advantage of a sale, ha, who was I trying to kid.  Anyway, ready or not they came and enjoyed the food and the drink.

Dear dang tired Tuesday.....I was so dang tired from Monday, I did absolutely nada on Tuesday. Napped on the porch, read a little, napped again, watched a little TV, napped again.  But woke up in the middle of the night with the chills...shivered till my teeth chattered.  Couldn't get warm (now remember this is summer), finally settled down, went back to sleep, but woke up chattering again.
Wh a aat??  Felt better the next morn, but wasn't perfect, felt really achy.

Dear shiver me timbers Wednesday....had plans to go to Geneva (a sweet little town northwest of here) to have lunch at "The Little Traveler" with 2 gal pals, but almost backed out due to still not feeling tippy top.  But decided to go anyway.  Lovely lunch, lovely stroll through the town.

Got home, started with the shivering again, and decided to take 3 ibuprofen and go to bed removing myself from contact with anyone.  Woke up late with 101.4 temp....took me forever to find the thermometer, hadn't used it in years, but just knew I had a fever.  When your eyeballs feel hot, then you know you have a fever.  Slept again, then woke up sometime in the night and was sweating....yeah fever broke.

Dear I feel so much better, Thursday....I feel better physically, but today was another day that has tested my "what I believe is my strong will".   I am cleaning out the office in preparation for re-painting and new office furniture.  And with cleaning out the office it means going through the piles of books, and paper, paper, paper in every drawer and cabinet.   My sweetie and I attended 4 years of schooling for him to become a Deacon in the Catholic Church, so all those papers were still in all those places waiting for me.  Seeing his handwriting, reading his words on those papers, brought on the tears.  Stacking all of  his books and gathering his albs and stoles (the dress that Priests and Deacons wear while performing sacraments) was a heavy burden.  I called one of the Deacons at our church who works in the Diaconate office and asked if he thought others could use my sweetie's things and without hesitation he came and picked them up, easing my burden. He said there were men who had just completed their schooling and will be be ordained in about 3 weeks that could use the albs and would be so grateful for my generosity.  Made my heart feel good.

And because it's Thursday, it's Band Concert night...that makes anyone feel better....the band concert where you can find just about anything....like dogs in lawn chairs while their owner sits on the ground, didn't quite understand that....meet Rose.  Note that both have the same color collars...hmmm.

And what a handsome man in his Scottish kilt ready to perform for the crowd this evening....

A typical band concert crowd....and we only have a few weeks left before it's all over.  Oh boo hoo, makes me sad to think that summer is winding down.  This is such a pleasurable way to spend Thursday evenings in the summertime.

Dear here we go again, Friday.... I am going to spend the day again going through "stuff" in the office. Years of accumulating books, papers, old bills, not my favorite thing to do, but it's gotta be done. And this morning the "fence" man comes to give me an estimate of a new fence.  Too much going on all at the same time....it's hard for this old lady to keep up.  I feel like my head is just barely above water.

But a fun Saturday is planned....I am meeting Carol Zwick from Buttercup Counts Her Blessings. Carol is from New York City, but is here in Chicago for a Blogger Conference.  We plan on meeting on Saturday evening in downtown Chicago....at the BEAN and spend some time together....another blogger buddy coming to life.  And in two weeks 6 of us from my collaborative blog, Focusing On Life will be here for our first gathering.  It's too bad all 10 of us were not able to gather, but life gets in the way of fun sometimes.

And speaking of Focusing On Life....pretty please hop on over there because today I am focusing on the color RED.

I thought this was an appropriate quote since I have been working more this week than I have worked all summer....well maybe not all summer but close.....

"No one has ever drowned in his own sweat."  ~  Ann Landers

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