Darla picked me up and we went shopping at 9:30 this morning. I have only been home for about a half hour. We went from store to store and found a few things for Christmas then for a late lunch. I haven't been on my feet that long since I retired. Poor things are just smokin'. It wasn't raining when we left but by the time we headed for home it was. Not a hard one though, just a nice little one.
You remember I've been going through closets looking for a scrapbook. Well I went through some old purses, and lo and behold, found a book or two. As I hardly ever go anywhere without one I was surprised to find the unread material still there. Always have on in the glove compartment and usually one in my purse (when I carry one). Now brings me to last night. We went to the funeral and after they had a luncheon for the family and friends at the Moose. When we left I drove Sherry home and realized I didn't have my purse. A quick call assured me it was still there and I had to go retrieve it. Well, they all laughed of course, and asked how a woman could forget such a thing. I informed them that as I hardly ever carry it there I wasn't used to grabbing it when I leave. I'm certainly glad that that was where I left it. Could hav been disasterous elsewhere.
I think maybe I will take a late nap. You all have a good evening.
May you all have a wonderful Thankgiving!
"Too bad all the people who know how to run the country are busy driving taxicabs and cutting hair."