This week was proof! I can’t believe it’s already Friday.
Last weekend was fishing opener, which meant I was home alone…wonderful!
On Monday, I went to the ultrasound with my oldest son and his wife. Baby Girl Robinson weighs 2 lbs 10 oz and all is right on track for her arrival in August. The ultrasounds they have now are amazing! And Monday night I had Papa Jessie Day with my granddaughter without Papa Jessie. We celebrated the special time together with a trip to Dairy Queen—where I learned she likes ice cream cones without the cone.
Tuesday, I got the ‘Mason” jar mugs ordered for the June wedding (long story), and Papa arrived home from fishing with Walleye just for me. (Bless his heart.)
Wednesday, I ate the Walleye—some of them anyway. AND I attended a baby shower for Baby Girl Robinson hosted by co-workers of my son and daughter-in-law. I still giggle with glee over pink and ‘girlie’ things.
Thursday, I took my mother some Walleye. (She loves it as much as I.) I found a few minutes at work to hang up some pictures and slightly re-arranged my office. It’s been so busy since we moved back in February that I still had things in crates. Papa and I went out for supper and then took Dairy Queen treats to our granddaughters. (He heard about Monday and couldn’t be left out.)
And today I volunteered at the Historical Society where 2nd graders came to visit. We made butter and played picture detectives. We looked at old photos and the kids had to pick out things people back then had that we don’t and visa-versa. It was a lot of fun.
Oh, and on the writing side—Harlequin contacted me to see if I’d be at the Romance Writers of America’s (RWA) Conference the end of July. I had to tell them no. As much as I’d like to attend, wild horses couldn’t pull me away from home that close to Baby Girl Robinson’s delivery date! I’ve been invited to be in the delivery room—and I will be! Tomorrow I will present a workshop to my RWA writer’s group about getting your creative juices flowing.
I’m also looking forward to some writing time this weekend. My ‘unclaimed mail order bride story’ as been calling me all week, and I’m itching to get on paper what happens next.
That’s enough for now. Until next time—KEEP SMILING, it makes a world of difference!