Irony........what's that?
I have been busy making more jewelry.
It is a kind of stress relieving therapy for me.
Stress levels start to rise then.
But, having said that, I am reasonably pleased with how they are turning out.
I have made a new facebook page to showcase them.
It is called Dragon's Kiss and I am adding stuff to it as I get it done.
There are paintings on there too.
I have already sold a couple of things so at least it will have covered my costs so far.
My friend's brother rang me on Thursday, the day after I had been there.
He said he just needed someone to talk to as she was driving him crazy.
She was, apparently, still carrying on with the temper outbursts and he could do nothing right.
I suggested he talk to her doctor as all this couldn't be doing her any good and she could end up having another stroke.
He sounded so down. I forgave him for all the nonsense he had previously told me about how wonderfully so was doing and that she was fine looking after herself.
Now he was saying she shouldn't be working and should have someone there with her all the time.
He obviously has no idea what irony is. I have been telling him this all along, but he would just lie and tell me she was talking etc.
I felt quite sorry for them both and, against my better judgement, I was going to call in to see them today.
But, as she had previously made it clear she didn't want us visiting, I thought it would be wise to check first.
I texted him and asked how things were.
His reply...."Much better.".
Nothing else.
Ok. I told him I would be there as usual on Wednesday. I shall see how 'much better' things are then I suppose.
On a lighter note. We have brekkie most Saturdays in Panera...it is a sort of coffee shop.
Every Saturday there is a group of retirees, mostly former teachers, who have a corner reserved for them.
I love seeing them and they seem such good mates. One guy has a particularly dry sense of humour.
This Saturday there was a lady with them we hadn't seen before.
Oh my goodness was she loud. She didn't mean to be but she had one of those stereotypically strident voices.
She was sounding off about lots of subjects, including immigration. We heard one of the others call 'bullshit' on something she was banging on about and then she started singing.
This is a very popular coffee shop and it is always full.
Anyway, she was singing, what sounded like very old songs, that we had never heard before....rather loudly.
I heard one of the men say,
" You are going to have to find another table Shirley."
to which she replied, "Oh but you never hear songs like that any more.",
We all then heard the guy with the dry sense of humour say quite quietly,
" Well, I am glad about that.".
The whole place erupted in laughter.
It quite made my whole week and we were still smiling as we left.
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