Amanda Peterson, my niece Angie’s best friend in the world and my honorary niece, married her sweetheart, Norm Grock, this past Saturday. I wasn’t able to make it to the wedding, but I can’t wait to see the pictures. Amanda, you must have been a very beautiful bride. Norm, you are, as you probably know, a lucky man–and you’re pretty cute yourself. My warmest and most sincere congrats to both of you.
We’re enjoying beautiful weather today, here in Spokane. Bright sunshine, warm temperatures. My tomatoes are finally taking off, and most of the peonies have already come and gone, though one bush is just getting ready to bloom. The lilacs are in full swing.
What I did this weekend: not much.
I knew I had a cold on Saturday. By Sunday, it had developed into a sore throat, causing me to miss a family barbecue that I had been looking forward to attending. Today, it has settled in my chest. Fortunately, I have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow. I’m gung-ho about the book, though, and although I will be keeping a low profile, I think I can write on my handy-dandy laptop.
I have acquired an iPad, but I don’t have it up and running yet.
And that’s the news from my kitchen table.