Finally Friday

I am so glad to be back among the land of the living.  I've never had a reaction to flu shots before but there is always the first time and that time was mine yesterday.  On the drive home from the Dr I felt really woozy and as the evening progressed I felt worse and began running a fever, why don't we walk fevers?  Anyway, it was one long rough night.  First I couldn't get warm, then I got too hot and this is not to be confused with being a smoking hot wife.  I was so tired but I couldn't sleep.  I moved from our bed to the couch.  Didn't help.  But they say there is good in uncomfortable experiences...and this holds true to this story. Roy never missed me in the middle of the night and had no clue how badly I was feeling.  This morning I was telling him about my nomadic night after having wicked weather earlier in the evening, always about alliteration, and I mentioned that Buddy took the opportunity at night to use the furniture as her personal nail sharpening posts.  So this morning, Roy took Buddy for a mani/pedi in Fulshear.  We are happy about shorter nails but Buddy doesn't seem to be appreciative at all.  She is sulking under the bed.

We got rain in Katy yesterday!  Lots and lots of lightning, two power interruptions and precious rain.  How appropriate because when I returned home yesterday, there were guys planting a shrub and an ornamental tree in our front yard.  I don't recognize what kind of ornamental tree it is but that's ok, I'm still trying to figure out the 14/15 bedding plants fiasco.  We are almost compliant.

Yesterday, after Bible study I drove to the Galleria to meet some tennis friends for lunch.  We lunched at the posh spot frequented by plastic surgery dilettantes, 5115.  It looked like every table had at least one extreme face lift.  I arrived a few minutes early, told the hostess the name the reservation was under and she escorted me to a long table of women, aging from late 20's to early 80's, most dressed in the newest collection of St John Knits and I didn't recognize one person.  I told the hostess, I don't know any of those women.  Can I go back and wait until someone I recognize shows up?  Well the mix up came because the last name on the reservations were similar.  I was thinking these women were Eva's socialite friends who were there to celebrate her birthday.  It was interesting that several well heeled recognizable women came over to the table to pay homage to our friend.  Actually, I had a better time than I thought I would.  One of my favorite tennis partners was there.  She has been fighting non Hodgkin's Lymphoma for 11 years and for the first time in all those years, she is in remission.  Lunch was enjoyable but there isn't any appeal to that world anymore and it's funny I lived and died for that world for way too long.  I was telling my friends about the seating faux paux that nearly happened and they all said, you should have set down there anyway and start talking to all of them, then when you saw us, just get up and move to our table.  Regrets...that would have made a good story. 

As of Wednesday, we have window treatments in our living room and most of our breakfast nook.  Just in time because work has started on a house being built behind us. One measurement was transposed, so they'll have to return with the last shade.  And guess what window?  Yep, the one that set us back weeks of waiting on it to be installed.  We went with Roman shades and they look beautiful.  Once Roy gets back from getting his hair cut and making a HEB run, I'll have him take some pictures.