I forgot to show this picture yesterday. This afghan was my grandmother’s. It sat on her chair and had been made by one of her sisters. When she died I just assumed that someone from the family would have taken it so I was surprised when I was at my aunt’s one day and she had it on a shelf in storage. I brethed a big sigh and said something about how much it reminded me of Nana. She said, “Do you want it?” and I gladly said, “Yes, please! Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!” She has gazillions of things from my nana and the blanket was actually going to be donated to a thrift shop! Anyway, here it is on my bed I love how it matches so nicely.
We are getting ready to go out. Last night I didn’t sleep well. Again. So it goes. One really deep restful sleep then a week or two of being so tired the next day that I can barely think. It’s really hard on those days getting up for work at 6:30.
Happy Easter. Not in the bunny sense but in the Hope sense that if there is a God that we aren’t all going to die in WW 3 started by insane men that have been elected or placed in leadership. How many Trump supporters are still thinking he is a good choice for president?