Today the doorbell rang. The only people who come and have rung our doorbell ,were children wanting us to come and watch them ride their bikes in a contest, and somekind of mailperson. I expected a mailperson. It was not. It was a woman from St. Marks, our new church. She handed me a bag. The bag had cookies and a beautiful hand made blanket. I would have liked to invited her in but my house was a mess, from the dog and me wrapping presents. The dog wasn't wrapping but had taken every toy and bone out and some torn up tissue layed on the floor. I was dressed in my clothes to go and work on the train layout and I had not even combed my hair. She said she was asked to bring the bag over and drop it off. Even if I was not prepared I was very grateful for the gifts because it said we were thought of. A big high five for St Marks.
Dr John was in bed most of the day. I would like to get him to the doctor if things are not better tomorrow. He is a hard person to get to go see a doc.
My daughter and I took a quick trip to Oshgosh to shop. They have an Outlet Mall.