Looking forward.

"The best laid plans of mice and men oft go astray"**- I don't even remember where the quote comes from. I use it often. It describes, not this past weekend, but the one before that. Mr. Macho had been spending the weekends at his Dad's house, taking care of him. So, for us, it was going to be the first weekend in two months (or more) that we were home together. I was looking forward to relaxing with no plans. Then I got the call of Friday, as I stepped out the shower. Brother-in-law, emergency surgery, critical...love and duty kicked into high gear. I asked Mr. Macho the other night if I had called him before I drove to be with my sister at the hospital. I couldn't remember. We barely saw each other over the weekend. I went where I thought I was needed, where I needed to be so I could feel helpful.

This past weekend we finally got the relaxing weekend together. We slept late Saturday morning. Visited Macho's Dad and went where the wind blew us for a bit. Saturday evening we invited sister, Paulette, over for a simple meal of chicken drumsticks, green beans, and loaded cauliflower casserole. No dessert. It was nice. And quiet. She is well. Sad, yes. Overwhelmed by generous outpourings from family and friends, and overwhelmed by the task at hand. She has busy times ahead getting her single life organized. Strength will come. With time. 

We welcomed February with a rainy day and a Super Bowl that was fun. We did not really have a favorite team, but we were happy with the outcome. I thought the commercials were lacking. It is something we do - rate the commercials. I am over the "lost puppy" beer ads. Over it. I was appalled at the insurance commercial about children dying in accidents. It harshed my Super Bowl buzz. Come on people, no depressing commercial during the Super Bowl! Do I have to spell that out to you? What were you thinking? Get a grip. Inappropriate! 

February! Black History month! Month for love! We have parties to attend this month. We are back into our dance lessons. Out-of-town Son is going to crash at our house since he has to work in town tomorrow! Lots of things to look forward to this month and year. I was talking to Mimi this morning and started to dream about a fall trip to New Mexico, again. Last year we had our rooms booked and I had to cry "uncle" because of my back. I was not well enough to take a vacation. This time I am not going to jinx it by making firm plans or booking hotel rooms. Yet. But. I want to go back to the Land of Enchantment. It makes me happy to talk about it and think about it. Here's hoping!

Be sweet.

**I found this on the internet to explain where the quote comes from. I thought it quite interesting and so...

Origin

From Robert Burns' poem To a Mouse, 1786. It tells of how he, while ploughing a field, upturned a mouse's nest. The resulting poem is an apology to the mouse:

...
But, Mousie, thou art no thy lane [you aren't alone]
In proving foresight may be vain:
The best laid schemes o' mice an' men
Gang aft a-gley, [often go awry]
An' lea'e us nought but grief an' pain,
For promised joy.
...

The poem is of course the source for the title of John Steinbeck's 1937 novel - Of Mice and Men.