Friday

You know how you read some blogs and you learn to be a better person, or tips on being a better housekeeper or ways to improve your parenting skills and then you come across Patchwork Times and it’s nothing more than what one old granny does all day long . . same old thing every day . . right? Well, not today. Here’s how my day has gone:

Get up, complain to Vince about my back. Vince says . . I’m feeling really bad . . I think I’m taking off today. Let’s both go to the doctor.

How’s that for two old folks . . having to both go to the doctor on the same day? Vince said . . we can go in and see him together. No way! I love you and I’ll share almost everything with you but I’m getting my own time with Richard!

And then to top it off . . how bad is it when your good friend is the one who comes in and says “Drop your pants. I’m giving you the shot!” I didn’t even know she gave shots. I may need to find a different doctor. Who wants to expose themselves AND be a wimp to their friends?

My day has been this repeatedly

1. Go to bed.
2. Wake up.
3. Check The Loopy Ewe to see if Camp Loopy requirements have been posted.

Repeat!

I’ve been in bed more than I’ve been up. The garden probably needs watering. The garden definitely needs weeding. And I stay in bed!

I think I’m awake now for the rest of the evening (almost 6 p.m.) but probably in 5 minutes, I’ll be back in bed.