Now I seem to have a cold. Jeez. People say when the weather changes, you catch a cold. When you stand on the street in cold weather, you catch a cold. I never believed them. I thought, when you come in contact with someone who has a cold, you can catch it. Especially if you are tired or stressed or not eating right. Sigh.

Yesterday was beautiful and sunny. The chickens were out most of the day. I didn't feel like going to pilates, so we didn't go there or the farmers' market. I didn't think there would be much for sale there that I needed, having lots of my own garden produce. Ray went and cut wood and came back a couple hours later with another pickup truck full, so now we are in pretty good shape for a while. He has lots of splitting to do.

I did some writing on a story about what happens when the oil runs out that I enjoyed and made chili. I did a couple loads of laundry.

At 5:30, I went to the community center and helped Nancy H. with a dinner for the Macnairs. Steven, the man who died, had worked on it some, and she had the idea it would be nice for his family to see it. Several people brought food and we set the tables up. Nancy had wine and sent Tom for more after they arrivied and started drinking it.

Ray picked me up from there and we went to a play at Memorial Park, picking up Captain on the way. It was The complete works of Shakespeare--abridged. It was a little too silly for me, although there were some things that made me laugh. Somewhat bawdy, but so is Shakespeare. I think my companions enjoyed it. Vicky M. is the one who let me know about it. She was selling tickets, and asked about my girls. Both D.G. and Maria were there. Maria is a petite and beautiful young lady, with a baby (and a husband).

Back home, I ate a bowl of chili and a dish of ice cream, watched Jeopardy, and went to bed.