“The RoseBouquet”

Whew! What a week! I got antibiotics from the doctor last Wednesday, but seemed sicker for a couple of days. Strength began to return towards the end of the week. Just that crazy cough to conquer. Then, Sunday the coughing cracked a rib on me!

Dad noticed that the toilet in my bathroom downstairs had a slow leak. He hates to see water wasted and shut it off, and got a part from the Hardware to fix it. The dribble was still there in the bowl. So he decide to take the tank apart and fix it in earnest. Unfortunately as he tightened the nut, he gave it one turn too many. Crack! End of that old tank.

Yesterday we went to the city. I knew we needed some groceries for tonight when Ernie and Penny arrive for supper on their way to spend Christmas with their kids in Alberta. Also for next weekend. But now we needed a new toilet too.

We found one at the ReStore (recycling by Habitat for Humanity). The whole unit was there, looks brand new, and in a dusty pink/beige colour which goes okay with my honey/rust ceramic floor tiles in the bathroom and matches the flowers in the wallpaper..

My cracked rib got a fresh spasm in the city, so I’m not much of a handyman’s helper, but Dad’s friend Jona came around this morning and helped Dad get the unit down the stairs. Then I decided the base needed some tiles first, so that’s what I’m to do next. A few minutes work on my knees… as I see it. [Gulp! Dad insisted on doing it - but I helped].

If Dad can’t get it all set up by the end of the day, we’ll press Ernie into helping when they get here.

I’ve got dough rising for brown buns, and as soon as I’m done posting this I’ve got to turn into a white tornado here in the kitchen and living room. I want to make a special supper too! Tonight we’ll have a mini-family Christmas here. In the morning they’ll be travelling on.

Saturday we’ll go fetch my brother Tom to spend the Christmas weekend with us.

Your plans may be more wonderful, but are they as colourful? (Not thinking of lights at the moment).