This is what my last weekend in San Antonio looked like.  Amazing how drab it was, huh?  It was very fitting, though.  Those of us who had to say good-bye to friends felt just like the sky looks.

Now I'm in Wisconsin and it's in the 60's.  What the heck?  I've been living in 80-90 degrees for the past 6 months.  My body is in shock!  (-:

Despite the weather, it is nice to be home.  Jorge and I are doing some projects around the house.  He changed out the fan in the master bathroom yesterday.  Poor guy was covered in insulation when he was finally done.  Today will be yard work.

We had an awesome dinner last night of homemade tomato sauce made from tomatoes out of the garden, homemade bread, and nice wine.  It was yummy.  Oh yeah, there was spaghetti in there, too, but it wasn't home-made.  Move over Martha Stewart!

I am looking forward to seeing friends.  Gym with Peggy today.  A play with Karen Sunday.  Drinks with the girls on Monday.  Friday is with Scottie Dog.  Can't wait!

I'm sending lots of pink light to my sisters as they travel to our grandmother's house today.  It may be the last time one of us gets to be in the house.  The rotten B is selling it.  It's definitely got to be hard on my sisters.  Thank you for going there to get our family heirlooms before the rotten B does a clean sweep.  Remember, there's always Hormel chili!  (-:

I hope you are all doing well. 

--DV