Today, Tuesday, was a quiet morning, but we filled the afternoon. I sent to see the house Belinda and her family are trying to renovate. She says it’s hard to clean up and out. The house belonged to her MIL.

Then we went to the mechanic and checked out a car for her son, it should be the one they will get.

These errands were run while we were in the car they call Goldie, Goldie is the car used primarily by her youngest son.

After which we ran to 2 more stores before going and getting the youngest son, then we picked up Dominque (James’ giggly girlfriend), then off and picked up Aaron, a friend of the family. We, all went to the gym.



This is Melissa, she checked us in, and signed us up for a class.


This is Sharon, the instructor of the pilates

At the end of the class, we went downstairs to be checked out of the gym.


The day, isn’t over yet. We, then went over to the library, Belinda sometimes does programs for the craft hour.

Today, we were over to check the schedule to see what was on next week. I met the children’s librarian.



This is Leslie, she helps all the smalls reach movies, books, and runs the craft time for those under 11 years old.

When we left the building ( the gym and library are in the same building. Belinda wanted to show me the museum and the art gallery upstairs (also in the same building) but they were closed. There was this sign which made us giggle.



It was a long day, once we got back to the house it was late, almost 8 PM! Dinner was salad, with tomatoes, almond slivers, string beans that were blanched. There wasn’t time to get a picture before belinda’s 3 men had it, there was enough left over for Belinda and myself.

I went to bed early as belinda’s DH gets up really early to go to work. He is up at 4:30 in the morning, Belinda gets up and makes him breakfast, sets out his clothes and sends him off with kisses. Wednesday is my day to go with him. He was excited, saying you see so many things. Mike is belinda’s husband, he said we can take some pictures but we have to be careful. Somethings are not for publishing. They are secret. I can hardly wait….