The first or the last?

Sunday is the last day of the week in my mind. Officially, it's the first day of the week. As usual, I am off with the rest of the world. How do you all look at it?

So, it has been a (mostly) good week. If you don't count the fact that we are dying financially, and that CrazyDog has had major issues and kept us up most nights. Or if you don't count the additional fact that I have a raging sinus infection. Besides these things, the week was good. CrazyDog has actually rallied some and is still among the living. She is eating the prescribed dog food and while I am not sure what this is supposed to do for her, she has been a little easier to get along with. Of course, it is the weekend now and as long as Mark is around, she's easier.

I also heard those magic words --"you're hired". That helps a girls outlook immensely. Now---if I could just get started on the job, that would be oh-so-much better. The person I am replacing does not know she is being replaced and because I did not want to try and straighten out her end of the year mess, it was best that she be given the time needed to finish it. I actually was willing, but the new employer thought that would be a nightmare for a new person coming in---and that makes sense. Because he has little trust in her abilities, he couldn't give me an exact date, but I certainly HOPE it's this week.

I have had a couple of conversations with old and new friends that have made me very happy. I must confess, I am now an official addict of Facebook....yes, I know....I'm not proud. But I am having fun with it. I still think I am a little old for all of it, but I see many that are older than me, and what the hay...At least it isn't as juvenile as the whole myspace scene.

Today----I am having the family over for a birthday dinner for Janelle. She wants Chicken Tacos, so Chicken Tacos it is. And birthday cake and ice cream of course ---we are never too old for that. Have a very happy Sunday. :)

This and that

We survived our four days together and Soul made it home safe and sound...eventually. I understand she had a bit of a rough time of it, but i suppose it makes for good story material, because you can't find any other good in the weather in Iowa in January. Ugh. When we were planning this get-away, I looked at the extended forecast and it was smooth sailing all the way..riiight. Even up to the day before the storm, they were saying minor-minor-minor, and once it started snowing, it was just a problem. Overnight though, they changed their minds...and issued a warning. How sad that all these people spend all this money to go to school to be a meteorologist, they spend gazillions on computer equipment and still cannot predict a snowstorm. Even when it's already falling...Just goes to show you that us humans cannot outdo Mother Nature, and I kind of like it that way. However, I felt bad for Brenda. I had hoped that interstate was in better shape than it must have been. It sure wouldn't have bothered me had she just stayed, but I knew that wasn't an option. :) Oldest's boyfriend did call and offer to drive her there in the truck, and I knew it must be bad for him to do that, but she didn't like that idea at all, insisting she could handle it. And she did just fine. I was happy to hear that she was safe at home, though,

We ended up with eight inches of the stuff , by the way. More coming tomorrow..woo hoo!

Brenda and I had a great time these past days. After she left, it was a little quiet here. That's a good thing sometimes and a sad thing sometimes. I spent the day doing what I didn't do when she was, got caught up on the housework, she must think I'm a terrible slob, I didn't do ANYTHING. Keeping busy when your heart is a little sad is the best way I know to beat the blues...so that's what I did. I spent the remainder of the day on my rear end, until we went to church last evening...lazy much?

Today. kiddos coming to dinner. What am I cooking? I have no idea...I suppose I had better get that figured out...

Happy Sunday. :)