OK, after much, well, SOME encouragement, I am posting a post, after having this Blog account set up for probably 2 months or more. I just have a hard time thinking of anyone being nearly as interested in what I have to say as I am in what others have to say. Anyway, let me say this...I just returned from a WONDERFUL day out with my daughters, daughter-in-law and niece. We trekked over to Christina (niece)'s baby shower, shopped at Target for a bit and drove home. Not a huge deal. However, the time alone in the car was fun. We laughed, giggled and had a general great girl afternoon. Something I could appreciate more of in my life. Since my girls married, I've suffered from serious estrogen deprivation in my life! I've lived with only males in my house since Erin got married over 10 years ago. I miss the girl-y times together. I love all my kids, but my girls will do things and talk about things my boys never would. I thought how fun it could be if we took a trip together. I want to go see the Ellen show. But, with 9 grand kids between them all, that's easier said than done, and I really do get that.
Today we had an Enrichment Activity at the church. It was all service oriented. We had a pajama drive, made baby blankets and procedure dolls. We had a much more sparse turnout than I hoped for, but I'm satisfied with what we got done. Most of the projects need to be finished at homes, but I'm happy with what happened. Saturday really was the only day we could do what we did, because it lasted 4 hours. Evening activities can't be that long. Evidently, however, Saturdays aren't that convenient. Maybe it was the whole Cinco de Mayo thing, maybe it's Little League, maybe it's just Spring and people have lots going on. Anyway, thanks to Debi Dommer for pulling it all together and all the people who showed up and stitched and stuffed! And, thanks to all who donated pajamas for the Safe Nest shelter. It bothers me that women and children have to leave their homes in the middle of the night, or other inconvenient times, and don't have time to even gather a pair of pajamas or a nightgown and are in a shelter sleeping in their clothes or just their underwear. I like to imagine that some woman or child will sleep better knowing someone cares.