Sometimes I Write

I mentioned the other day that I don’t know how to say goodbye. One of my friends told me after church Wednesday night that she’s not coming next Wednesday (that’s our going away party) because she’s not good at goodbyes. I hope she was kidding, but I’m not sure. Her family is having a hard time with us leaving, especially her son. My friend and her husband went through a divorce last year, and Benny is one of the few men her son trusts. She’s also on my Bunco team and everytime the subject comes up of us leaving she says she doesn’t want to talk about it. I don’t know what to do about her. My last Bunco game was last week at Danita’s 😦

Another friend asked me if someone hypothetically wanted to buy me a book, hypothetically what book would I want? 🙂 She’s funny that way. Here’s the thing…I don’t know what book I want. I can spend hours just wandering the bookstores reading titles and cover backs, dreaming about the days I’ll have time to sit and read a book for hours while sipping tea or chai, but when asked this simple question, I couldn’t think of a single book I’d like to have. She gave me until Sunday to hypothetically think about it.

Semi-annually I participate in a children’s consignment sale. I pay $8.00 to be a consignor, price my own items to sell, drop them off, then receive 70% of the selling price after the sale is over. Last fall I made over $700.00 doing this 4 day sale. Not bad huh? Ofcourse I spent about $150.00 at the sale on my own kids. I didn’t have as much stuff to sell this time, but I know I’ll still do well enough to make it worth my efforts. This is my last sale here, but my mother-in-law and I have decided that we’re going to start our own business doing a consignment sale in the Denver area. I’m volunteering 4 hours tomorrow at the sale, and I’m taking lots of notes and pictures. The two ladies that run the sale have agreed to have a Coke with me in the next two weeks so I can pick their brains about what works and what doesn’t. They’ve been really encouraging and I’m looking forward to working with them tomorrow.

We’re having fish for dinner tonight. HaHa, now you think I’ve lost it sharing such unimportant information. The thing is we don’t eat fish. I have NEVER made it for my family because I don’t like it. I did have some cod once at an Irish Pub that I liked, but that is it. We figured since we’re open to all of these other changes in our life, we might as well try some new foods while we’re at it. What goes with fish? I have no idea, so we’re having fries. The kids are happy about that. I’d prefer garlic mashed potatoes. If you happen to travel through Indianapolis, Indiana, eat at The Claddaugh Irish Pub downtown. Good fish, GREAT Guinness Irish Stew, and what an atmosphere! Eat there for lunch or just before the supper crowd to avoid the majority of the smoke. Next to the children’s museum, that’s my favorite place in Indy.

Now that you’ve read my world changing dinner menu, my hit counter numbers may drop off. Oh well. I already shared something profound today in my last post. Give me a break. 🙂