I got back from the lake this afternoon and I'm pooped. Sugar is tired too. I got everything unloaded and the towels washed and dried. The fishing was not very good. Thursday when we got to the lake the fish were biting but we were mostly catching small catfish that were too small to keep. Friday the fish didn't bite all day until 7:45 that night and we had to come in at 8:30 because it was too dark. Saturday the same thing. The fish were few and far between. My sister has to walk with a rolling walker and I have to keep bringing her things and getting her line unhooked. I looked out a couple of time and the kids that were there were helping her.
I told her if she fell in the lake I would have to float her to the boat launch. I don't see any more camping in her future. She doesn't try to exercise to try to get better and just sits around smoking cigarette after cigarette. The most exercise she gets is going outside to smoke.
If you look on Facebook for Vermilion Cattlewomen there are pictures of some of the Charcuterie boards we make. Mine wasn't picture worthy so I ate it.
It isn't a private page so you should be able to see it.
I think I remember the Queen's Coronation. I would have been almost 9. I remember all the horses. We could only get about 5 channels at the lake so I missed the coronation and the derby.
Anita, sorry your grandkids don't include you. I know the feeling. It's like pulling teeth to carry on a conversation with my grandson. Good for Kyndall wanting to be a large animal vet. Most go into small animal because there is more money in it. I always said I wanted to be a vet when I was growing up but didn't have any idea that I would be able to go to college. When I started college I would have been the only girl in some of the classes. I don't know why I was worried about that because when I got to some of the second year accounting classes there would only be two or three girls. My aunt was lending me the money and I wouldn't have had the money to go to vet school. Now after years of seeing what the vets have to go through I'm glad I had an office job.
My sister picks up groceries at one of the places that gives away food a couple of times a month. I don't know if it's a church or a government thing but they get some strange things for a food bank. They get bags of walnuts and almonds which she gives to me. The last pickup she got a bag of candied fig pieces. She gave me part of the bag. I guess they would be good in cookies. All the canned goods have labels I have never seen before.
Martha