Wow   the last day of August.     I can't believe that it is almost Labor Day.   I think most of you know that my son Bret was born on September 4th which was Labor Day that year.    At least five women were in the birthing area at the hospital when I came in and one of the nurses said.   "Just because it is Labor day didn't mean you all had to come at once."

Temps were in the mid 80s today so tolerable.     The rain has apparently passed.    It was a quiet day, I worked on several projects and feel grateful that I WANT to work on things.    It means I am feeling better.

Going to dinner at Bart and Barb's tomorrow night. I am making potato salad.

Dia Dhuit

Mary