Harry and I got home late last night. The drive from Nashville was dry but windy - very windy! Home was a welcome sight. This was my first drive of any length and while it wasn't easy I made it OK. Both Harry and I were so tired that we were grumpy. Each of us just wanted the other to be quiet and go to sleep. Sleeping made the difference - we are up and smiling this morning.
I don't know if I said why we were going to Nashville in my previous post - Old folks forget - but we went to a frag swap. There was a big crowd of fellow reefers there and vendors from as far away as California, Minnesota, Colorado, and Wisconsin. At least one reefer drove from Pensacola, Fl. The coral Reef craze has hit the whole country.
I met the wife of a shop owner in Nashville and she took me to a store that has a large inventory of Vera Bradley. I haven't spent much money on myself for a long time but that trend was destroyed! I am the proud owner of two small casual purses (Paprika and Poppy Fields). Of course I just HAD to have the wallets to match. I also bought a really classic style black convertible clutch purse in black microfiber. It has a removable shoulder strap that makes it convert to shoulder bag. I justified buying so much because my large purses (that I love) are heavier than I need to carry. The removal of lymph nodes is far reaching. That's my story and I'm stickin' to it.
The weather is so gloomy that it's hardly worth looking out the window. We are scheduled for about three nice days this week - at least that's what the weather man is promising. You know how weather men are, though. Maybe yes and maybe no.
I don't know any other news so guess I'll shut my trap and take a nap. (Kids are gathering at Keith's today and the old folks are staying home.) We'll miss them but we do need to rest. I'll find a time during the week to catch up with the boys.
Until later, my best to everyone.