James will be thrilled.
We were going to go to Mass at 11, just because, but when we (me, Tom, Sally, and 4 byos) got there, a funeral was about to start, and the kids weren’t dressed for funeral attendance. Oh, well.
When DP gets home from his interview, we’ll go to Sears and pick up Tom’s new glasses, and then to the fitness center. I don’t want to lift weights, because my arms still hurt from Tuesday. I think I’ll go swimming. That way James and Vlad can go; an adult (16 or older) has to be there with them.
I stopped at the store to get a can of beer to help quell the nausea, and the gal at the checkout said she just loved St. Patrick’s Day. She had given up a son years ago, and he had gone to Ireland several years ago and met a Protestent minister (?) who told him he needed to find his birth mother.
Three years ago on St. Patrick’s Day, the son called her. What an awesome story!! Come to find out, he is his father’s only child. I was glad I was there for her to share that story with. :o])
I just put James’ card in the mail. He should have it Saturday.
Today is also my daughter-on-law’s birthday, and yesterday was my late sister’s birthday. Would have been 87.