Tuesday, December 08, 2020

Just a Tuesday......

 There's still no sign of the missing raffle tickets.  Sigh.  We have searched all over several times and they just aren't anywhere. They had to have been stolen out of Clint's bag. 

Today we said goodbye to my Dad's last living sister, my Aunt Barbara.  She had been sickly for a while so we knew it was coming.  

Can I just say how much I hate funerals??  There's the obvious reason that someone died of course.  I hate how all these long lost people come out of the woodwork. Of course it doesn't apply to everyone.  It just reminds me of my Mom's funeral and how people she hadn't seen in ages showed up.  They never came to visit while she was alive.... sooo....??   One lady in particular was my mom's best friend all throughout school.  This friend moved about an hour away, but as adults, they wrote letters to each other for decades.  The friend came to town to visit other people quite often.  My Mom would ask to meet for lunch and she would always say no, she couldn't, no time.  Somehow she found the time to come to my Mom's funeral and that is when I met her for the first time in my life.  Never could come visit with my Mom when she was alive but she could come when she was gone?!?  

Anyway, that took up most of the morning.  I spent the afternoon doing a few things around the house and that about sums up my day.   


  1. So sorry about the passing of your Aunt Barbara. My condolences to the family. Ick about the raffle tickets not being found; sad that there is a thief where your hubby works.


  2. I'm so sorry for your loss.

  3. I'm so sorry about your Aunt Barbara. My Mom has a younger sister who never likes to communicate with anyone. My Mom always sent her birthday cards ($) and tried to keep in touch; this aunt never called/texted when my Mom was sick or on her birthday while she was sick and it hurt my Mom's feelings. Lo and behold, when I had to call in hospice care for mom, she was there on the doorstep. A lot TOO late if you ask me.

    Sorry about the raffle money too; that's a terrible blow.

  4. So sorry to for your loss, Mel.

    It irks me too when people turned up at funerals but never bothered to keep in touch when the deceased was alive.