Hi - I was just too tired to post last night.  Being busy from Thursday through Sunday really took the sap out of me.

Sunday, I went to Mass in the morning, of course.   Had coffee with my church friends, then came home and finished the Friday Chili for the Chili Cook off at Holy Family.    Then during the afternoon a very severe thunderstorm came through the area.   It thundered - It lightninged and it POURED.    The Dish TV kept going off and on so it was hard to keep track of its progress, however, at 6 when I had to take my Chili to church it had died down a bit ( at least the thunder and lightening).

I didn't put my chili in for judging because I thought that chili with no meat and with pasta (Sheboygan Chili) would confuse the judges.    It was one of the three chilies there not judged.  So the non judges were able to get at it quickly.   Everybody who ate it said that they loved it which made me feel good.   Every drop was gone anyway.     I gave some to Fr. Ron, who was at the judges table scoring.   He does not eat meat chili so was not able to really judge.    I had told him about my Mom's Friday Chili and he said that he liked it.

Got home at about 8:30PM.   It was pouring again.   One of the kids helped me get my crock pot out to the car.   It was an altogether lovely evening.

Today, Nicky went to the Veterinarian for his blood test.   His liver functions are pretty normal again, so he won't have to go again until he needs his heartworm meds renewed.

Bart and Barb invited me over to dinner.  Barb fixed schnitzel 9(Nummy)   They fed the missionaries tonight.    Their church does that.  They sponsor missionaries and the members take turns feeding them dinners.   Isn't that a wonderful thing.   Great meal and a great visit with nice meditations and discussions.

So I am glad that things were quieter and tomorrow will be also.   My cleaning lady will be coming and Writer's Club in the evening, but manageable 

Sleep tight

Dia Dhuit

Mary


Never throw stones at your mother,
You'll be sorry for it when she's dead,
Never throw stones at your mother,
Throw bricks at your father instead.

Brendan Behan