It was a fiery day!

I started out the day okay.  Then it got worse.   Some people came by and wanted my help in writing something for a funeral and I did that.  Then another person called and said that a body had been fished out of a river who had a connection with a person I knew.  Then Debbie came by and told me that Joy Brewer had died who always did my interior painting and we were friends.   So it was pretty down at that point.

Then my Broadway Prescription delivery man came by and said, "Did you see all that smoke and fire?  Dempster is on fire and burning down."  Yes, I could see it from 2 blocks away and all I could think of was that that was the location of my 75th birthday party which was to be held on Sunday, 6 days away!   So I went to the television and watched and took messages about the building and the party location.

But I went to bed and slept like a log --my Dad's child--it didn't matter how bad things were that day.   He slept like a bear in a cave.  And so did I.   Parties can be moved and deaths come.  Some news is bad and some is good.  But you still crawl into the bed and get ready for a new day, fire and all!