This fine morning, I had all sorts of ideas of what I was going to do. I touched up my roots, shh. That's always nice to get done. Eight dollars every few months. I'll go gray one of these days. Ha, I don't actually FEEL sixty, in fact today when I remembered how old I am, I simply couldn't believe it. Then I get up and walk, and oh creaky achy, yeah, it's making sense.
Anyway. I decided to try on a few things I washed to pack for Arizona, and you wouldn't believe this: several of my summer clothes have stains on them! I don't know what from! It's like brown spots from hanging in the closet all year. I washed them, not seeing the stains, and now I don't think they'll come out! I told Aaron I was going to have to go shopping when I get there.
So I hemmed and hawed and thought about going to Old Navy today, but decided not to venture there on a Saturday, so much more traffic, more people, and I would have been by myself, what if I had to park a mile away? So, I made cookies.
Dinner: I marinated some chicken breast in seasoning and vinegar, then grilled it, oh so good. Charlotte Claire chopped onions and cilantro, and made some corn tortillas with lime juice. I opened some black olives, got out the lime habanero sauce, and oh dear, so good! I do like the new grill. It was chilly on the deck though!
So now it's evening, and baseball is on. The girls are cuddled under blankets doing school work. We just got the kitchen cleaned up, and I'm back in my comfy chair. They're busy these days, and today they were working, and Paul was working on an apartment we need to get rented, and I was here all by my lonesome, and it hit me: I have no friends. Well, that's not really true, I have loads of friends. But since I've been a mom to all these girls, they've been most of my social life, and they grow up, branch out, get their own lives, and, well. No, this isn't actually accurate, as I am still very much a part of their lives. It's just that today, all of them had things to do. I wanted to go out and about, but with whom? Oh, Cheryl, I miss you! It's been a while since she was able to go bargain hunting with me. But my heart aches when I think of the fun we used to have.
Yes, I do have friends. I am not feeling sorry for myself! :)
And...now it is tomorrow! You all have a good day! (I'm going to lunch at Emily's with a whole bunch of dear friends!)
7 comments:
Good morning!
Della you are not old. My oldest daughter will be 60 in June and I don’t think she’s old at all. I’m the one who is old-ish ☺️ I will be 83 this year……now that’s getting old! Ancient in fact 🤣🤣🤣
I’m trying to think how you can get those stains out. Do you have one of those stain remover sprays? Give them a good soaking with that. I use TIDE and I also soak the stain with that. Then let it sit after you rub the stain. Then wash as normal. Check the stains before you put the clothes in the dryer because the dryer seems to set the stains. I hope you are able to get them out. I wonder what they are from?
I hope you have a lovely lunch at Emilie’s. Yum 😋
Have wonderful day!
Marilyn from Canada 🌞🌞🌞🇨🇦
The family will be thrilled with the cookies. :)
I don't think you're feeling sorry for yourself, you can't replace a sister...
I wish I lived closer! I think we would get on quite well. Still hoping and praying another Cheryl-like friend comes along.
I don't have friends either, really, just my husband:) My adult daughters are a bunch of fun, too.
Hugs
Valerie
I am sure you had a great lunch out with your friends! I hate when I see a stain that I didn't know was there. Once they go in the dryer, it's nearly impossible to get the stain out. Shopping sounds like a plan! Treat yourself! xo
Oh good, I'm glad you found your friends! :) I bet lunch was a blast!
And your girls, what a blessing that they hang out with you and your relationships are close.
I'll be 65 in a couple months and I know exactly what you mean about feeling one way and then your body does something different! Just last week my left knee started making a loud 'tick, tick, tick' when I walk downstairs. Not upstairs, or on a flat surface, just downstairs. What's up with that?!
I keep saying I will go grey one day but I just can't give up dying my hair just yet. I was quite shocked when I read you were sixty, I assumed you were younger. Making the cookies sounds like much more fun than hitting the shops on a Saturday. Yum!
You are not old! You will walk better, it all takes time. I am still working on walking more after my back surgery last year in June. It was a failed back surgery...I am hoping some day to be better!
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