Oh I forgot to say…My feet were hurting so much, I think my toes were screaming. That's the last time I wear heels when we have a dinner party, I swear, my granddaughter thought my toes were Easter eggs, they were so swollen and red.

Today I simply laid around and literally recovered. You could have found me slopped over the kitchen table, then the dining room table…and then the deck chair grabbed me and didn't let me go. It was wonderful. Wednesday our little grandchild will be with us for a week…I'm just building up my energy again. (At least that's what I've been telling Hubby.)