Today we went over to Montpelier to decorate Frank's & Bertha's graves (Don's parents).
I think my sons have a death wish. They have no fear of cops giving them tickets for reckless driving & no fear of driving 80 through the canyons, Strawberry, Williams & Emigration, much less out on the open highway. Don-Mike drove his '80 Trans-Am aka Nan's Am with Mother & I as passengers on the way over; Nick drove his '97 Camaro with Don & Eddie as his passengers. I slept most of the way over. I asked Mother how she did & she said she hung on. Both cars have T-tops & I was glad I had a hat to pull down over my eyes. The sun wasn't shining, but that's a lot of windows. Nick was concerned about his wheels touching the wheel wells & the noise it makes, so Eddie rode with us on the way home. Don wouldn't have had any head room in the back of the Trans Am.
I didn't walk today. It rained quite hard. I got soaked walking from the church to the car after church. I fixed baked spaghetti & Nick didn't want to come eat because he doesn't like spaghetti, sigh. I know he doesn't like regular spaghetti but I baked it. I had $14 to spend on 2 meals last night at the store. Spaghetti is cheap.
I bought green onions the other day at the store, came home & carefully cut the roots off of them & put them in water so I could plant them. I was going to plant them yesterday, but forgot in the rush of decorating graves. I'm hoping to plant them tomorrow.