A weekend

Today is Friday the start of the weekend , but what does it matter, it is always the weekend for us. That is very nice.

We had another quiet day for the most part. Marg and I went to the golf course restaurant where the food is good. Marg's birthday is on the 4th of September which is why we went for lunch. I had a chicken salad but it was a very large order so I took some home for  supper and even then I could not finish it. But it was very tasty.

Then Ray and I spent the rest of the afternoon quietly at home. We both watched TV and I did some knitting as well. And now this evening we are doing the same thing. 

We are watching a period of WW2 where the prisoners of the Japanese were savagely treated. I remember that during the war we were all totally afraid . We lived here on the west coast of Canada and there were enemy planes flying off our coast. But they did not bomb us as we were expecting them to do. It is strange that the experience never leaves us even though we did not get bombed. I wonder why. 
I now have a lovely Japanese Daughter in law who is precious to 
me. Life takes some very strange twists and turns doesn't it.

And that is my day. Have a lovely evening folks.