Cold

I thought I would and could blog more about the trip but a nasty cold has descended upon me and I am toxic. Went to morning Mass and visited briefly with the money manager. Was told it was a good time to have been away because Mrs. Fritchley blew up again and the branch manager had to talk to her. We also have new candlesticks. In view that we never have any money for anything, I was surprised that we had money for those. Well, they don't look bad but it was the last thing we needed at the present time. I plan to take it easy this week. Have no choice really. I am counting my blessings that I did not get sick in Inner Mongolia. It was the most wonderful Holy Week and I will never forget it. I will pray more for Fr. Jacek and his intentions. I took off forty-four messages off my answering machine just now. Mercifully, most of it was just stuff I could delete. Fritz has gained a pound since I got him. I weighed him today on the kitchen scale. Adorable little monster. Not good news from the old country - the sister-in-law has cancer and the sweet brother has early signs of dementia. The latter according to nephew's wife. I wonder if the sweet brother is just stressed out because of his wife's condition.