Sunday = Day of Rest

Well I just might get to bed at a decent hour tonight rasberry

Made a nice stew for supper that was good and have lots left over for W and K to have for suppers a day or two this coming week.

only have a couple more things to do before getting into my pj’s for the evening, pack my lunch for tomorrow, finish the laundry (my field clothes) and go out and pooperscoop the yard, (can get ahead of you fast if you don’t do it daily!)

by that time I’m hoping the Races are over so I can have the TV for a couple hours to catch up on some of my shows since I haven’t seen any TV since Thursday.

I’m finally starting to feel warm again, last night I froze all evening at work, so cold my whole body felt like pins and needles !! I stayed in the shower last night before my bath with the water as hot as I could get it and just tried to get warm, I thought I had it beat until I got out of the bathroom after my bath (nice and steamy warm in there) and then the chills started again grrr  When I went to bed I had to take a fuzzy blanket and wrap up in it and then get under the covers , even my bedsheets felt cold to me!!! but the fuzzy blanket was soooo toasty warm, was a real pain tho when I had to get out through the nite to go to the bathroom OMG was like I was stepping into a freezer all over again!! cool mad

Anywhooo all warmed up now, but I’m keeping that fuzzy blanket close by for tomorrow nite smirk

Today I’ll leave you with a poem that was sent to me via Email. This cracked me up , hope you find it amusing as well.

LIKE HIS MOTHER USED TO DO

He didn’t like the casserole

And he didn’t like my cake.

My biscuits were too hard…..

Not like his mother used to make.

I didn’t perk the coffee right

He didn’t like the stew,

I didn’t mend his socks…..

The way his mother used to do.

I pondered for an answer

As I was looking for a clue…..

Then I turned around and smacked him……

Like his Mother used to do.
- Author Unknown

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One Response to Sunday = Day of Rest

  1. Kim says:

    It’s just a little after 7:00 here.  I’m hoping to go have a relaxing bath followed by my jammies and t.v.!  Hopefully I too will have an early night.

    Love the poem!