Well, the March Hare is here and so are budget cuts and drought and all the dramas of the news. Our male dog had diarrhea all night long, and we were up a bunch, and giving him Immodium. We'll see how he fares today. He has been on a tear of eating peppers, puzzle pieces and plants. I don't know what has gotten into him.
I'm off to the Elephant sale this morning, not really searching for anything in particular. Last year I returned with a pewter butter dish and a sleeping beauty costume for my granddaughter. I just love to look, and, though it gets overwhelming, there are treasures to be found. I'm going with the same friend I went with last year, and we have fun. Like antique road show, there are some crazy pieces of furniture, lamps and dishes, and very strange jewelry. We usually try on some clothes as well. I avoid the books, because I have so many already, but love to look at the glasses, though I have nowhere to put them. I also check out the embroidered tablecloths, for which I have a weakness.
Then this evening four of us friends are going to a Handel performance, and so I'm busy, busy today. I hope I stay alert, after the little sleep I got last night.
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