Years ago, I wore less makeup, even with the scars, but these days, with the loss of collagen, the scars are more evident, so makeup it is. And as I have understated so many times, I’d like to shoot the architect who designed these buildings. The bathroom is a joke.
Next Sunday being Mother’s Day, I think they’re going to have the kids sing to us. I always enjoy that, because no matter how many of these I’ve been to, in how many different places, there is always that one little boy, standing right up to the railing in his Sunday Best, singing at the top of his lungs and animating every syllable. Sometimes it’s a girl who garners the attention, but it’s usually the boys. So I look forward to it every year.
You’re probably having that storm we had yesterday. Today was gorgeous, and tomorrow will start the rain for another week. *sigh*
The laundry is sorted, so I may or may not be ready to go out early tomorrow morning. Last week, I left my coin purse in the laundry room. Unngh...
It was a brief storm. It’s not unusual for these systems to brush by us.
Frank and Kathleen have Wilderness Survival Day Camp tomorrow. They need to make lunches!