GOOD MORNING TO ALL.
It's a bit above freezing this morning, and looks as if it rained a lot last night as most of our snow is gone. It was pretty while it lasted. No skiing for me today, however.
Mandy and I are leaving here at about noonish, or a bit after, to meet the wedding entourage at a fancy-schmancy place for receptions in a little town in the boonies up near some Indian reservation. I called to see about the attire yesterday, and it's a dressy affair. I was under the false impression that it was to be an outdoor reception, under huge tents, on the farm property of the bride's family. WRONG! Good thing I called, or I would have shown up in the clean jeans I had picked out to wear. I can't imagine why on earth anyone in their right minds would want such an expense for what is supposed to be a fun party. The groom's family has had some wonderful receptions, catered by everyone in the family----all home cooking wonderful food----home brew, family decorations, etc. etc. The bride's family apparently wants this ostentatious extravaganza catered by who-knows-who. To each his/her own, I guess. I have absolutely nothing fancy to wear as I gave all my fancy stuff away or dumped it in the past couple of months of sorting through 'stuff.' I'll just wear pants that aren't jeans with a regular blouse---my school clothes. I have absolutely no fancy shoes whatsoever, but I think I have a pair of black crocs somewhere, and they will have to be my shoes. It's either those crocs, or my yellow mud boots, or the black, knee-high mucker boots, sneakers, slippers, or bare feet! With any luck, they will turn me away at the door and I can come back home!
After this wedding obligation, I am free to leave for the south if I want to go alone and not wait for Sue to go with me. So, obviously, as she cannot leave until the end of the month, I will wait for her. If I get snowed in, so be it. Nobody will die if that happens, so I might as well just enjoy whatever comes. I think I have enough firewood for another winter here at home if need be. Being retired in the snow wouldn't be half as bad as working full time in the snow belt, getting up in the pitch dark, getting home just before darkness sets in again, and so on. I might even like it.
Time for some new coffee. I got my flu shot yesterday, picked up my prescriptions to take to FL, so things are still progressing here. I still need to pick up Molly's meds after next Wednesday which is SS pay day. My arm is nowhere near as sore as it was last night from the shot, so that's over. Flu shots have never been a big deal for me, and I have not had a bad cold since I began to get those every year.....for whatever it's worth. They seem to act like virus blockers for me, for which I am extremely grateful.
My friend with lung cancer is going through her own private little hell right now as she has been told by the medical team what to expect with the concurrent chemotherapy and radiation. She is panicking, is terrified, doesn't want to be alone, (I can't blame her) and the reality of her condition has finally occurred to her. One friend from another group I belong to is with her now, was going to return home on Monday, but has extended her stay until Thursday. We all are going to contribute a few bucks for plane tickets to take turns staying with her, although I can't be one of them, as I don't fly. Most live out on the west coast which makes it easier for them to go back and forth to be with her. This added stress has made me more than touchy lately as I worry about her, so please forgive me if I seem impatient with anything smacking like criticism regarding my plans for my trip south----or anything else, for that matter. I am feeling bristly and snappy, to say the least.
Stop by and tell us about your part of the country. Coffee is hot and there are some high fiber English muffins to toast for those liking breakfast food. Personally, I will wait for the wedding fare this afternoon. I can't remember what I ordered to eat, but I know I was chastised for saying "I will eat whatever you want me to eat." I guess I had to pick a meal choice, whatever it was. Protocol! Sigh! Happy Saturday to all!