Pot Of Coffee and A Whole Lot of Talking

WE MET UP WITH OUR DAUGHTER AND GRAND at the Mexican Restaurant which serves the best, very thin chips with salsa before the meal.  I look forward to their root beer as it is the BEST.  I had shredded chicken enchiladas with red sauce, rice and beans.  AFTER our meal, we went over to our daughter's for a pot of coffee.  


When we entered the door, DOTY came out fired up and oh so excited to see us.  It's been a while since we were in her house.  Her tiny hairy body was so excited to see us she sang a high pitched song and begged for attention as we were petting her back.  This much excitement makes me a very happy visitor.  

She is so full of energy it's invigorating to watch.  I just love her.  LOVE her.  

We had a nice chat and visited.  Just enough time to sip a cup of coffee, unwind at Daughter's and look outside through the picture window to see the FLINT HILLS.  It is a healing balm to my weary soul.  I need a strong dose of scenery every once in a while.  

Sometimes I wish I could look out our back window and see the rolling hills covered in AUTUMN browns and golds that disappear with WINTER then awaken again when perky SPRING comes.  

Home we went and I seriously took a NAP.  These days it doesn't take very much effort to run out of gusto and need an afternoon NAP.

I know I slept with my mouth open.  YAWN.  Not a pretty sight.  We had left over roast beef for SUPPER which I made into a stew.  Out of soda crackers so we had ritz instead.  This added a nice flavor.  Twas really good if I do say so myself.  

Watched a series on the big screen and stayed up late.  Slept well considering that I sweat while sleeping and can't get an answer as to why.  Autoimmune messed up.

Things to do this coming week in preparation for THANKSGIVING.  Afterwards CHRISTMAS will happen with JOY and excitement in the cold.  Hope it snows come Christmas Day!!!

Bucket list is in need of being rewritten.  Some quiet time is needed to give this some thought.  I think the last time I did this one of my dear friends passed away.  sigh.

Every day is different.
Lovely to be a HOMEMAKER!
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