Keeping Up

Sheesh.
It is Sunday night already - and the thunderstorm is almost past.
Past, too, are the last several days.
No typing.

But we did spend two days in Wisconsin - doing antique shop and flea market stuff.
Just not blogging.

I have a small regret. I left this kitty at the Shawano, Wisconsin flea market -

I even carried the prickly beastie over to husband - just to see. And debated buying it for our grown son who shares his  apartment with two real cats and a growing pile of Pusheen kitties. Alas, common sense prevailed and I decided to put him back on the table and settle for a photo. I forgot that sometimes spending a little bit of money can reap a large amount of foolish fun. Fare-thee-well, Prickly-furred Kitty. May you bring joy to another who appreciates your odd charms more than I did.

Though the kitty remained at the flea we did bring home a few things, including a Brush ceramic frog, and potted geraniums. Sadly, we doubt that this market is worth a trip - but it was fun to check out a different fairgrounds and donate a dollar for some pretty rough de-caf coffee from the local 4-H food booth.

We decided to come home last evening instead of heading for a large flea market at Cedarburg, Wisconsin. This resulted in stopping for dinner at a bowling alley/bar in New Richmond, Wisconsin. Of course, there is A Story. But that will have to wait.

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Tomorrow many people have time off.
May we observe Monday's Memorial Day in a suitable manner.
Many who served never returned home to enjoy another day off.
I appreciate people giving the ultimate sacrifice, but wish that the need for doing so over and over might someday come to an end. (No, I am not hopeful - only wishing...)
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Somberly yours,

Sue