What I Did Today...

Since it is Saturday, I got up and went to work. Youngest Son came with me. I did my work, and also played one song on the piano. It is really hard to play 'normal' sized notes with my old lady eyes. I'm pathetic. And, I do not feel well again.

After work, THGGM consented to give me a haircut. I have needed one for awhile. It looked great, just exactly what I wanted. I was SO happy! But, then I soon realized that I cannot have a 'hair do'. That is because I have a 'hair does'. No matter what I do to my hair, after twenty minutes, it just does what it always does. Yup. A 'hair does'. I hear there are people who suffer from REAL problems, so I don't complain. (ha ha.)

THGGM, Youngest Son, Daughter, Son-in-law, Baby Boy and I went out for breakfast. Baby Boy was charming. We got the table under the 'mobile' which always makes him happy. What is it with babies and ceiling fans? We are going to have to get one of those. Breakfast was nice, but, not feeling well - I did hurry home.

Still feeling hopeful that I was really just fine, THGGM and I went to a thrift store. I found a great red sweater. THGGM found a brand new suit with the tags still on. I also found several great pieces of material, two wooden shelf thingies (see my Plethora blog for what i did with one of them) and a stack of Ideals magazines. I also found a cute little game for Baby Boy. But, I wasn't feeling any better, so we hurried home, again.

I spent the afternoon playing around with one of the shelves we bought. I also worked some more on my 'emergency girlfriend' shadow box.

At four o'clock I could not believe it was only four o'clock. I picked up my new Mary Janes Farm magazine and dreamed of what it would be like to be an artist living in a quaint rural town. I also really enjoyed Mary Jane's tribute to her mom.

Since we would be watching Baby Boy in the evening, I left earlier than usual to visit my dad and mom and arrange their medications for the week. While there, there was a tornado warning. Of all the weird things. Tornadoes in September. It was raining like mad, and I kept hearing a dripping sound, but my parents didn't seem concerned. Until I mentioned it. "Didn't you get that leaky door fixed?" Dad said yes. Hmmm... So, I followed the sound. There was a foot long crack in their living room ceiling, and water was dripping into messy puddles on the steps to the lower level. My dad became very anxious, until he realized the roof is the condo's problem, not his. I think he likes condo living very much. Anyway...he found a couple of buckets. The sky by us did not look like there was any tornado activity, and the ducks in their yard didn't seem concerned - so we continued on with what we were doing.

Baby Boy was playing with Grandpa when I got back home. They were enjoying a new Bob the Builder toy I found at the thrift store earlier this week. If Grandpa touched it, Baby Boy would give him a dirty look and move his hand away. Too funny.

Somewhere in there, we did a bunch of other stuff. More work. Lunch. Snacks. A nap.

Now, I am listening to the Michigan State - Notre Dame game. Someone switched TV's again, and I cannot remember the 'secret handshake' that turns this one off. Anyway, the game is very good, so I'm not minding it much at the moment.

The night is still young, I still have much to do, and I still don't feel well. I think I'll go zip up my new red sweater and read some more of "The Bird in the Tree".

Oh, and NO mice today.