They are putting the refrigerator space back together and next week we can hopefully get the floor redone. Just in time for the holidays. And if it doesn't happen, I'm prepared. In the larger scheme of things, this is a blip. It's a beautiful day, but more rain is forecast. I'm refusing to worry about the party. Whatever will be will be. That's my mother's voice.
My granddaughter and I had a fun girlie day shopping for puzzles and books and having hot chocolate and brownies. Well, she had the food, as both have sugar, but, and I really mean this, my pleasure in her pleasure was better than food. She picked out a hot pink sweater with sequins and a bright orange ruffled skirt at the Gap Kids, and though I was not entirely convinced they matched, I let her decide. We found a Christmas book about a basset hound who's family gets a new kitten, which I thought was astute psychology on her account, since she has a six month old baby sister. And she picked out a lab puppy calendar. Then we got rained on and ran to the car. On the way back to her house she asked me to rank animals in order of preference: dogs, horses, cats, and rats. She chose: cats, dogs, bunnies and guinea pigs. But when I put in horses, she thought she might revise her list. We have had some great days together feeding ponies and horses at the barn where my daughter-in-law works.
My husband picked up crispy chicken tacos for dinner, so my day was complete.
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