It's Tuesday?
I hardly know what day it is any more. We spent three days in Arkansas last week, returning on Monday just before midnight (well, actually by the time we drove home from the airport it was just beginning Tuesday). So that's the day I started my week. Along with being retired, so not having to make a daily calendar in the morning with first graders, I get lost in my days easily. We attended the wedding of my niece. I'm hoping that my parents (her grandparents) could see it well from their front row seats in heaven. Arkansas was too hot and humid, though. I don't think I'll ever be able to move out of Maine to a warmer climate. I will just stay here and pull on another sweater and throw another log on the fire. This past Saturday, my siblings and I worked at my brother's antique auction. My parents used to run the store and have auctions there. I'm pretty sure they watch over us as we work together there, continuing the work they started many years ago