Back from my shopping, pages to Asuncion, then had lunch, then over to church with Tom to meet with the ladies who will make the food for his Eagle ceremony, and now I’m going to have some Naptime.
I got a “paint your own toy horses” kit for Kathleen at T.J. Maxx, and she and Sally are painting horses. Tom took Frank to Baskin Robbins: Frank has a gift card that Mom gave him at his First Communion, and I gave Tom some money. Elen phoned and said she’ll be home this evening.
I redid the letter, but I’ll send it to Eddie the Attorney before I send it back for a final edit.
It would seem that some time in the last 24 hours, Patrick’s brother has gone back to AZ. Or maybe he’s getting his truck repaired, due the noise the tappets have been making.
Since this is laundry day, I wasn’t very comfy sitting on the bench at the ramada with Charlie. Some days, I just can’t wait for the mail. Today is one of those days, and now, I need to go make the bed.
If any of them paints a target on the horse it's time to worry.
Either that or teach them to hunt.