There is simply no way in hell I could make it through Step Aerobics class this morning, so I bailed. I am coughing my head off. It’s really unattractive and annoying. UGH! I suppose it’s just a cold running it’s course, but if it could find a short-cut I’d be most impressed and grateful.
This is the part when I refocus on something more cheerful.
I’m extrememly grateful for good neighbors.
We are fortunate enough to have the cutest little elderly couple living across the street from us. John and Jo but we affectionately call them “Grandma & Grandpa”. Anytime my kids see them out in the yard, they want to run across the street and panhandle cookies, and Grandma & Grandpa are just tickled pink to meet their needs. A couple days ago, Jedi told Grandma that I was sick and so last night she brought me over some homemade chicken noodle soup & a whole bag of fresh picked corn on the cob from her brother’s farm. Needless to say, it was much appreciated.
Grandma gives the best hugs too…..they’re the good ol fashioned kind….where you actually embrace somebody, not the wrap, avoid real contact and pat thing people do nowadays.
Which makes me think of Jeff.
He rented the house next to ours not so long ago. He was the same age as Hubby, had two little girls who played with the boys, very laid back and liked to play cards with us when he didn’t have one of his many “friends” over. He would always come over during the day and take a smoke on my front porch, telling me about the latest bitch tactic his ex had unveiled, or concot a new liquor mix at midnight and bring over generous samples. I miss his interest in my life and his bear hugs.
I miss Neighbor Jeff.
Home assessment today, karate class tonight, school picture day tomorrow.