A COLD BREAKFAST

I HATE IT WHEN YOU GO OUT TO EAT AND YOUR FOOD ARRIVES COLD!!!! We went out for breakfast this morning because the contractor is hanging sheet rock in my kitchen today. We went to a local diner. I ordered a cheese omelet. It arrived cold with no toast. The waitress said she though I said no toast. I didn't say anything about my omelet because what I hate more than a cold omelet is waiting for a new hot one to come back and having my partner's breakfast almost done. Then I had to wait for the toast and the butter on the toast tasted like margarine. So I had half of the omelet and 1/4 of the toast. I suppose that was a good breakfast considering I need to eat less carbs anyway. About a month ago we went to the flooring place to pick out ceramic tile for the mud/laundry. We were told just to give them the contractor's name and contractor would pick it up when they were read to install it. We just found out yesterday that the tile we picked out was back ordered until the end of May. Well that is not going to help us the contractor is here now. So we had to go back to the flooring place and pick out new tile. This just pissed me off. It took me forever to pick out the first tile and if I had a lot of choices it would not have taken me so long. Needless to say I could not find anything I liked today. I had to settle for something I wasn't really crazy about because after all it had to be in stock, no special order, no time for that. Then we had to go to the paint store to pick out pain for the front porch steps and floor. That wasn't too bad. Just a basic light gray. I have been washing all of my quilts and hanging them outside to dry.



Perfect weather for that. It is going to be in the 50's today with plenty of sun but a bit of a breeze so it feels colder than 50. I am supposes to call about my Jury Duty status over thew weekend but I call the Commissioner of Jurors today and asked if I could have my doctor fax an excuse do to the fact that I am insulin dependent. She said that would be fine. So that's off of my plate. We have been invited to my cousin's house for Easter Sunday dinner. I told her I didn't know if my daughter was going to be there because she may be having dinner with her boyfriend's family. That's not the case because my daughter called me last night and asked if the boyfriend could join us for dinner. I think it will be ok but I will call my cousin to confirm. EDITED TO ADD: Sitting outside on the patio with my neighbor and her great granddaughter. I hear this THUNK!!! Look around......the brand new clothesline had broken......all of my freshly cleaned quilts..........on the ground. We joined my daughter's boyfriend's mother, her boyfriend and their friends for dinner again tonight at the firehouse for fish fry. We had a really nice visit. We stopped on the way home from dinner for our first ice cream cone. I got a frozen yogurt twist with vanilla and strawberry. It was much too sweet for me, I threw it away after only a coupleof licks. My husband got his favorite hot fudge sundae and ate it all.