Now Sonja has a thing about ladybugs. It all started when Christa gave her one and she started to carry it with her wherever she went. She rubs it on the machines in the casinos and his good luck most of the time. Through the years, friends give her ladybugs as gifts. Today, as we were looking at the views of the river, she paused and asked Rudy to take a photo of her, and a ladybug showed up on her hand. They appear in the strangest of places and give her blessings wherever she is - lucky woman!
The lady and the Ladybug.
Sunday, May 15. Yesterday, I helped Loretta out up wallpaper in her bedroom, a project that w thought would take a few hours ended up taking about 5 hours. It looks nice - for a couple of gals who haven't done it for 20+ years. I'm glad I could help and it was fun hanging out together.
Sonja and I chatting at a stop along the Salt River.
Saguaro Lake, the Superstition Mountains, The Marina, and a magestic Saguaro in bloom.
From there, it was Costco for tires and some shopping. As I drove home from there, I thought the ride was really bumpy, not sure it should feel like that. I sat in my carport, organizing receipts and paperwork and realized that the gal at DMV did not return my original exemption certificate. Dang, I headed back there and was allowed to go straight to her desk and get my paper. Again, the ride feels soft and bumpy, as if I we're riding in an ATV on a bumpy road - I bounced so hard that my boobs were shaking. I don't think the last tires were like that. I called Costco and they suggested that I drive in them for a week or so and see if it improves. I also think I will ask my neighbor, Tom, to take it for a drive and give me his opinion - he's a great resource for that kind of question.
After all that, I took a nice nap. Now, I'm sitting on the patio - it's pretty hot - and I'm watching the birds coming to the birdbath and listening to the different sounds that they make. Right now, a female blackbird is wetting a piece of bread, dips it in the water, then picks it up and pulls it apart and eats it, not willing to share at all.
I also learned yesterday that the trial for my brother, Ray's killer is scheduled for Msy 32. That is the day that I had planned to leave Arizona to start my trek to the Midwest. Now, I am having thoughts about changing my plans in order to be there. I really don't think I will go, I would prefer to not live through that experience and hear all of the details in person. It is in the hands of the jury and I cannot influence any decisions that will made by being there. I only hope that justice is served - nothing Ray could have done or said to that man could justify what he did. He deserves to be locked up.
Typical Arizona weather arrived this week, bringing temps above 100, but it has cooled down and right now, I'm sitting on the swing in the back yard, a candle burning, a glass of wine on the table, enjoying a nice breeze, and listening to the sounds of the air conditioners coming on and off. It's a beautiful night in spit of the last item mentioned in the previous sentence.