Finally, we had rain. It has rained all around us, but never at our house. We have heard the thunder up and down the Tennessee River, but it never came across to our house. It rained within 2 or 3 miles of our house, but we didn't get a drop. Last night we got a fairly good rain. I'm not complaining because the ground was wet and the temperature dropped.
One of our next door neighbors is an avid fisherman. He had said he wasn't going to fish until it rained. This morning at 4:30 our phone rang. When my husband said, "I guess I can," the hairs on the back of my neck pricked. I knew someone in the family was sick or dead. No so. Our neighbor wanted to go fishing. Hubby is on the Ohio River now fishing. I took a leisurely nap until 7:30.
Wednesday I received Mary Connealy's latest book, Over the Edge. It's the last in the Kincaid Brides Series. It is wonderful, so far. My husband and I are reading it at the same time. I think I'm ahead, but I'm not sure. I went to bed earlier than he did last night, so he may be ahead of me. I'm getting ready to get ahead of him. That's what he gets for going fishing.
Have a good week-end.