Woke up with Natalie Merchant in my head – “These are The Days”.  Love, love, love this song.

It’s Sunday already. The days fly by. 

Yesterday was one of those days again you just want to bottle – Good friends sunshine, grilling outside, firecrackers and then s’mores by the fire accompanied by the happy sounds of children laughing and playing.  It doesn’t get any better than that. 

And you see, those are the things that every woman should hang onto because when this disease wants to take you on a magical mystery tour, remember theses moments and it is amazing how good they are.

Happy Sunday people.  Go out and do something with people you care about.  Oh and incidentally, yesterday I had a great chat with the new priest in town who has taken over for one who retired.  Yes, me the slightly irreverent one still needs her Irish Insurance.  Apparently God and Father are o.k. with that, so it’s all good.

And people, it is…all good.  Breathe. And go read my second Patch scribble.  The first one is creeping up the charts of most read popularity…so somewhere, someone is reading…