Nice wet Sunday

I've been running out of very essential grocery items lately, and putting off a trip to the store as long as possible.  I think we might have to make a trip today.  Granddaughter Monica spent the night last night, so I promised her biscuits and gravy.  The grandson and Heather (and Titan, of course) spent time here yesterday evening, so I invited them too.  I didn't have much milk in the refrigerator, but I used evaporated milk diluted with water and it makes wonderful gravy.  The toilet paper I bought in early January is now down to the last two rolls, too.  


Before Cliff, Monica and I went to church, I tried to think what I could make for lunch for whoever might happen by; I knew the son-in-law would be working on Monica's car.  Everything I could think of required an ingredient I was out of, but I happened upon a cooked turkey breast in the freezer and ground it for turkey salad.  I boiled the last three eggs in the house to add to it; I must say it was quite tasty.  My poor grandson Arick had six teeth pulled Friday, so he can't eat too many things.  He tried his best to eat a biscuit and gravy this morning but couldn't finish it.  He made himself a milk shake for lunch rather than attempt a turkey salad sandwich.  

The son-in-law is hard at work in the shop.  

My daughter keeps the shop warm for him and sits on the sidelines, giving encouragement.  

We really needed this rain, and it has been coming down gently for two days.  

Iris, my dog, has pretty much taken up residence in the bathtub.  I have forced her out twice today so her bladder and bowels wouldn't burst.  There's no thunder.  She is scared of the tiniest drop of rain.  

Finally I have flowers.  I forget what these are.  They are teeny-tiny.

These have been threatening to bloom for a week.  Finally it happened!

Radishes!

Cliff has stayed inside all afternoon up to this point, but he is now heading out to the shop to assist Kevin.

Monica entertains herself with Cliff's laptop.