Sistah Pat

That’s what the extended forecast is calling for Monday.  I’m NOT ready for that.  Maybe it’ll change before then.  DH and I have been trying to get away in the RV for a weekend but haven’t been able to work it out.  We had actually hoped to do it this weekend but the Highview Festival is going on and I have to work it on Saturday.  I’m kind of glad we’re not going.  The forecast is for lots of rain and a progression of chilly going to downright cold temps.  Maybe things will improve for the next weekend.  I wanted to go somewhere with cool, beautiful days and fall leaves to enjoy.

Potluck went well and we have leftovers today.  Got to work yesterday and one of the more “prim and proper” APs had left a crock pot on my desk with a note.  “Pat, sorry to leave my weenies on your desk.  Can you take care of them?  I have an early meeting at Gheens Academy.”  Bwwaaahhh! Ha! Ha!  Thought I’d lose it.  Really, you’d have to know this guy.  Very dorky and very proper.  “Sorry to leave my weenies on your desk.  Can you take care of them?”  (snort, snort, hee hee)

I have to go to GFS after school today and pick up around 100 frozen burgers, buns, ketchup, mustard, chips, and drinks for the festival tomorrow.  After the parade, ROTC is raffling off a couple of cornhole sets and selling food to raise money.  Cornhole seems to be the rage these days and I don’t even know what it is.  Guess I’ll find out tomorrow.

DS got off work at 5:00 yesterday and got over here around 5:30 so he could spend some time with the boys until DIL picked them up at 8:00.  She told me on Wednesday that she’d be working late and that she needed some more warm clothes for the boys.  I told her David didn’t have any of their clothes anymore except for a couple of outfits.  I’ve been over there and helped him pack their stuff and I know she’s been given all their clothes, including the winter stuff.  I don’t know what she was trying to prove but Scout showed up here yesterday wearing a pair of pants that were at least eight inches too long for him without a belt.  I asked him why he was wearing them and he said Mommy said he didn’t have any long pants that fit him and she can’t find his belt.  I reminded him that he’s been wearing long pants for at least three weeks and he said “That’s what I TOLD her.  I don’t know where they are.  Maybe they’re dirty.”  If you know me at all, you probably know how hard it was for me to keep from running out and buying him some new pants but I didn’t.  I’m going over to DS’s this weekend and dig through every drawer and every closet just to make sure but I know she already has all of his clothes and I know he has plenty of long pants that actually fit.