Tonite (saturday) we went to the bar for steak nite. It was pretty sad. Our table of 6 were it. The owner & his wife has pretty much run everyone else off. He had a band. They were sometimes fair, sometimes bad. They wanted a couple of us to come up with them to do God knows what. I came to eat & enjoy my friends, not to be part of the show. They actually called us deadbeats, duds, & sissies. How rude is that? Plus the song was one I never heard of & it was something about being a red-neck woman. The absolute last thing I am is anything red-neck. Never wanted to be. Ever.
Willie did talk a lot tonite about Ruffa. He admits that he has never missed a dog this much before. He feels he is to blame for him getting hit. Not true. And he says he wants to get another dog soooo bad but is scared to. He will soon. Or I will.
I am getting ANOTHER cold. God help me!!! I am going to take extra Xango & hope that helps. I am really short of breath, achy, coughing, sore throat. Not shaping up to be a good week. Dead dog, water leak, cold, Thanksgiving at the nursing home. There is no family to celebrate with here at home. Just Willie & I. Bill will be with his new family. I always try to get Mom to sit in the sunroom so we can visit a bit, but she never wants to. There is no room in her room for any of us. Love the holidays.
I have decided to give up doing my Christmas cards. They are too much work & I have lost all motivation. I am going to do a simpler one that I can just print out. I do not have it in me anymore to do more.
More after lunch.
