I had an appointment with my nail place and when I was through, I called Frank to come and get me. All of a sudden, my stomach started to rumble and I was glad to see him come so I could get back to Sherry's condo and be close to a bathroom. We had eaten at Del Taco and evidently something was bad as I ended up being really sick and stayed at Sherry's until late in the evening. Renee brought Rozlynn over and it was fun seeing her, but I couldn't even enjoy playing with her, as all I was doing was running to the bathroom. I told everyone that I could have had a colonoscopy. Finally we were able to head for home, as I needed to eat some soup and take my medicines. We didn't get home until almost 9:PM.
Saturday, Frank went to the Post Office and store for me, and he bumped into our granddaughter Kristen and our G. granddaughter Ash who asked Frank to come to her soccer game. How could he refuse? So we went to Moapa for her game and it was at 1:00 PM. It was so dang hot the kids were sweating and were red faced. Way too hot to be playing soccer for such young girls. Luckily the game didn't last too long, as I was getting over heated too. Hopefully, the weather will be cooler for the next game.
I went to bed around 10:30 PM and woke up around 11:30 PM to Frank tossing and turning. He was having some serious pain issues. He had tried to omit his noon pain pill, and then sitting at the soccer game must not have been a good thing as we were sitting in lawn chairs. Well, to cut a long story short, he finally went to sleep around 2:30 AM and then I was able to fall asleep soon after. Needless to say, the next morning, Sunday, we were exhausted and didn't go to church. I feel so bad for Frank when he has that kind of pain issues.
Sherry had come home Saturday night, so I had her come to dinner Sunday. I made a big pot of hamburger soup. Then she hung around and we visited all afternoon long, and later we went for a ride to see all the homes that were for sale. I had her take me to the home where my neighbors are moving so I will know where they will be.
Renee called me early Monday morning, and I could tell something was wrong. I asked her what was wrong, and she said "Rozlynn was kicked out of daycare." I said what?!!!! and she proceeded to tell me that Rozylnn had bitten one of the other kids and it had left a bruise. Of course the mother was upset about it, so Rozlynn has to go. Renee loves Mrs. Bird the lady who runs the daycare and was in tears over the whole thing. Long story short Rozlynn can stay there the rest of the week, and Renee checked into other daycare places, and found one that is in a class room setting and Rozlynn will actually learn things. So Renee sounded a lot happier when I talked to her that night. Rozlynn had to learn the biting thing at daycare. It is the only way she can let the other kids know she is unhappy about what ever is going on between them. Mrs. Bird said that is why she has to go as she is too young to understand and work with. She told Renee when she is 2 1/2 she could bring her back.
|I looked high and low for the bill|
I have to add that I called the tax line today, and my check had posted yesterday. Yea!!!!! Now I can stop worrying about it. I swear old age is causing memory lapses, I don't remember mailing the bill. The good thing is that I have a shiny clean desk.