Meeting & Nothing Day

This morning, I head to the post office to send out Bryan's stuff for the family history. Then went to DB to get my chai tea. Decided on iced tea. Then went on the grange where Sandy from Ocean Shores was waiting. We chatted a bit and then Sandy came with her arm in a sling.  Her surgery went well. We chatted out my family and all the issues there. We chatted about Sandy's surgery and chatted out Ocean Shores Sandy's husband and her wonderful time with her sisters. It was a very good catch-up meeting. I really didn't do anything. I took my cross stitch and didn't put one stitch in it! 

Came on home after that. Really didn't do much. I put my leg on ice and then had Patrick wrap it for this afternoon. I have my physical tomorrow and will ask about my leg. I thought it was my ankle but the more I move it's higher up. I will bring it up at my physical to see if it could be something else. 

Patrick and I chatted for a bit. I'm to the point of not listening to the news. I can't take the crap. There is supposed to be an "address" tomorrow and I'm not going to watch it. I will find something else to do or listen to, but I refuse to watch it. My life is depressing as it is right now. 

Talked to mom and she was having supper with Nancy today. She's sounding good. At least right now she's fine. She was thinking of the possibility of going to AZ if the funeral was there. I told her she didn't need to do that, and she didn't need to put herself at risk by going. The last time she was on the plane, she came back with a virus. I keep trying to tell her that if she keeps traveling on a plane, she's going to catch something that will eventually kill her. She always agrees with me and then does what she wants. So, I'm hoping all she has to do is go to Tahoma when he gets buried there. AND here I go, acting as if he's already gone! He's still kicking! But Patrick told me today that his sisters-in-law mother has quit eating as well. So, chances are they will be close together. My thought this morning was, "I wonder if he will go on the day Grandpa or Dad went?" What a thought! Guess March really isn't our best month and yet my daughter was born in March. lol 

So, NO, I was not Happy Stitching/Happy Quilting!