This is going to be one of those mixed up, bits and pieces, no main title blogs. My son took his son Jesse and a friend swimming yesterday. He is my grandson I know, but he is the cutest thing and always makes me smile.
And seeing him and his Dad together makes my heart sing. Several of Jesse's friends came to join him in the freezing cold pool!
After swimming most of the afternoon, I would say Jesse was worn out and needed to sleep!
On another note, I used to be the one that planted flowers all around the house, had hanging baskets everywhere and really enjoyed summer time. This is all I could 'muster' this year.
It is an old table from when my son had his restaurant, the gazing ball came from someone's yard, and two chairs came from 'outer space', and the hanging basket, my daughter gave me for Mother's Day.
Jim and I are having trouble finding anything we want to eat or anything we even like. I made a sausage casserole yesterday, along with cooked cabbage and a baked sweet potato. Sounded so good, but when we got it on the table, none of it tasted good to us. We almost play a game every day, trying to decide on what to eat. Is that something that comes with old age? I am still smiling!