Mammogram this morning, followed by cinnamon rolls from KolacheMan. I don't miss having kids in school. I do miss running by his shop for those cinnamon rolls after early morning seminary.
Musically, it's been a tender day. Out of nowhere I started singing "The Water Is Wide" while in the shower. I only know the first verse. Which led to a search on YouTube and the happy discovery that Eva Cassidy recorded it during her all too brief career.
So after I finished crying, I put it on FB. Death is a very wide river. And I'm not ready to cross over. I am so grateful for my temple covenants, and that I am finally sealed to Beloved. Some fine day in what I hope is the far distant future, I will step into that water. And Beloved and my Savior will pull me out on the other shore.
I did a little more work on the bookcases that need to be emptied so I can paint that last wall in the dining room. Found my Corrs CD. Listened while I ran errands tonight. Good stuff.
Sold a bagful of DVD's at Entertainmart and bought three new CD's by The Corrs. Went to an ice cream shop that got good reviews on Yelp. They weren't kidding. I will go back. (Sweet Firefly on Custer just north of Lookout in Plano. Hard to find. Worth the effort.) The salted caramel is excellent. At $2.95 for a single scoop in a minuscule foam cup, it had better be!
And now I am home again. Scriptures are read. Time to make some music and call it a night.