Be it ever so humble... it's been a whirlwind of a week AGAIN. My mom has been sick with some virus or other, and even though the home is in "lock down" my sister's and I go to check on her. She needed to be looked after. She is however, on the mend, after I don't know how many pots of soup. It should be a golden rule, sick people get soup. In a recent newsletter put out by the facility at which my mom is a resident, the manager strongly suggested family's not give gifts to staff, I can see why, some staff members would get coal in their stockings. By our account they should consider themselves lucky we didn't get physical. It's amazing how one can racial profile a nation by the actions or inactions of one person. Remember that, you represent your whole country. I'd like to suggest they mix the teams of nationalities, but then again the odd one out would be working alone. So just to give you an account of my life this week, it's been several bus/train rides, not much reading, just too tired to open the book, (Major Pedigrews Last Stand), a freak snow storm had me crashing at my sister's/brother in laws. And today, Sunday, I'm looking at my tornado of a house, with vast amounts of newspapers, I think I may need to chisel the food off the counter, and certainly dig my way through the avalanche of laundry. But first, I'm going to church to thank the Lord for the strength he has given me to control my homicidal urges. I haven't posted for almost a week, and I'm brain dead. Desperately trying to compile a gift list and actually find the energy to shop. I've come to really hate shopping. If the gift isn't available on the "zon" I'm not sure you'll be getting it. Headed out to the One of a Kind show last week, after furniture refinishing, paid my entry, went directly to the vendor in question, only to be ROYALLY disappointed. Speaking of "disappointed" Our painting pals were talking about "disappointed" in a variety of situations, and then explained why use that word. Well it seems one of the golf pals (of which I am not) found she was using foul language all too often so she decided to say "disappointed" instead. So now you know when I say "disappointed" I really mean #$@@ instead. At any rate, left the One of a Kind, with nothing, not even a piece of fudge. DISAPPOINTED!
Plans for today, well, I may just throw up my hands and say"what the hey". and sit and read. You know I'll never get away with it. My tree is buried deep inside the avalanche of laundry, and I'm not sure I'll find the ornaments. BUT, I am liking Major Pedigrews last Stand. I need to think about my Christmas baking. And apparently my Mother in Law is hosting Christmas dinner. We bring the food, she sets the table. UGH!!!!!! I just want to lie down. Maybe I'll take an Advil, that seems to make things much better.
Maybe my title should be Sunday Rant rather than Sunday Salon.