An invitation

In my mail was an invitation to a Pampered Chef party. Unfortunately for me, and for the hostess, there wasn't any information. No date, no time, no return address, not even who the demonstrator was supposed to be. I hope they had a grand time. Sad for me.

A month, really?

Wish I could back date entries so I wouldn't have to see just how big of a slacker I am. So much has happened in the last month. Where to begin?

We had Easton's "Happy to me!" on Labor Day weekend. We also enjoyed a visit from Kelsey and her boyfriend Brandon.

Miranda and her two darlings have moved in with us. She's in the process of ending her marriage so it looks like they'll be with us for a while. We're all getting settled and into a routine.

Jeff and I ran away from home. I spoke in O'Neill, Broken Bow, Burwell, and Springview NE. From there we continued our trip and spent 2 nights at McConaghy. Met my friend Kristen and her husband Todd at Gothenburg for a round of golf on the way back. Nebraska offers so much beauty. Just have to get off the interstate once in a while.

Today was a most interesting day. Actually it all came down to about an hour of interesting. Learned that Kelsey's relationship status on Facebook had changed and it looked like she and Brandon were no longer together. Meanwhile, I sent the neighbor girl to get the mail because Emory was sleeping in her car seat. As Logan was bringing the mail the elderly gentleman who lives on the corner came all the way to the end of the circle to see me. He said he had found a large grey cat under his bushes and had placed the cat in the trash and he wanted to know if that was okay since he was pretty sure the cat was mine. I told him I'd be down to identify the remains in a few minutes. Jeff called to say he was done at the golf course on the far side of town. That meant I had to load up the grandkids again and head out in the car. While I'm hurrying to change clothes, dreading the stop at the neighbors and whining to my friend on the phone about Kelsey and the dead cat, I notice that Oliver, the cat, is sound asleep in the living room. At the same time I get a text from Kelsey saying she and Brandon are fine, just took their status off facebook. Was very pleased to stop at the neighbors long enough to thank him for his thoughtfulness, but the cat is not mine.

Yep, that was my day.