Rainy Days and Mondays.....

Tis Monday and drizzling outside on this AUTUMN day.  Reminding me of the time after we were first married 44 years ago.  It was so rainy and cold, we huddled under the covers in our chilly apartment on the second floor in Wichita, Kansas.  Studying on our HONEYMOON.  

Elvis was in town entertaining ticket holders.  I wasn't a fan, so it was alright with me that I didn't see him that year.  On the other hand my Mother.n.law was a huge Elvis fan.  HUGE.  She loved him so much she would swoon.  I never had a crush like this on an entertainer. 

Wichita, Kansas 

      October 7, 1974      

ELVIS

I remember we were out driving in Wichita in our little butterscotch colored Opel GT when we saw so many cars in a long line waiting to park their cars and I wondered 

what was going on..... 

until I remembered OH YESSSS,

 Elvis was in town.

Funny what I remember.

Onto rainy days and Mondays.

That was actually on a MONDAY. 

Fast forward to the year 2018.

Rainy and I am a matronly woman.

Elvis has been gone a long time.

Last week a patch of lawn was reseeded.  We welcome the gentle rains.  After the seeding the grass needs to be watered continually for a while.  It's fine with us if it rains which keeps the ground moist.  The right condition for growth.

Over the week-end HUBby stayed busy painting the woodwork in the Living room.  It's looking refreshingly clean that I see light at the end of the tunnel.  The mess will vanish.  

This week will lead up to another larger window of time for week-end painting.  Another coat of white on the woodwork.  Then the walls painted.  The deep red on the walls is covered with primer.  Standing in the room, I hope we like our choice of a tamer neutral verses RED.

Rainy days and Mondays do not have to sad,
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