Bingo Didn't Help .....

It's just too quiet around here.  There was no tapping on my shoulder this morning to go outside ... no barking for morning snacks ... just the clang of the doggie door and a quiet little MEW.   I think she's just after food, but it's company, so I oblige.  She's staying in most all day now, most likely due to the heat.  We are in the mid 90's and it's HOT.

I tried to get out for a run, but I wasn't really feeling it.  I don't seem to be feeling much of anything other than heartache.  This guy squawked at me when I went by.  It seems they are all running loose now.  they have been spotted all over the neighborhood, as far as two miles away.

Just to the left of him these gorgeous flowers are blooming like crazy.  It's weird, I have never seen this hedge bloom.  I turned around and headed home.  I'm just not motivated one little bit.

Bingo time came around with more tears.  Absolutely everything reminds me of Cooper.  Don't need to leave the TV on, he's not here.  Don't need to leave the lights on, he's not here.  It just goes on and on.

It's a little better around people ... except several friends came up and hugged me, causing even more tears.  I think it's the loneliness that bothers me the most.  I have never been good at that my entire life.

I helped my Kitchen Gal with her cheesecake desserts, just trying to keep busy.  We made the biggest mess ever because she didn't cool them down in the freezer before slicing.  It looks like someone stomped through the middle of every container, but no one cares because it tastes so GOOD!

We chopped tomatoes, SLICED tomatoes, drained jalapeños, and generally made a big mess of the kitchen.  I left her to clean it up!  Since I'm not setting up the entire room any more, I headed upstairs for some popcorn and a coke.  That was dinner.  Food just doesn't sound good any more.

I was rather late getting started, but my best gal was counting for me and we talked puppies.  She just lost her two poodles about a year ago.  Lucky for her, she has four golden doodles to take their place.  

It went pretty well with 137 players, many of whom have never played before.  We still have the BIG jackpots waiting to be won.  It's weird, we have never EVER gone this long without both of them being won.  That is definitely bringing in the crowds.  

There were the usual complaints about I'M FIRST IN LINE, WHY IS SHE GETTING HER CARDS!!  My standard statement is THERE IS NO FIRST IN LINE.  Whoever gets to the door first, is first in line.  If I have people helping me set up, they can pick their cards.  You want to be first?  Come help me set up.  Besides, even if you are first, you never win, so there's that .........  No seriously, those four women who complain, never win!!

There were a few LOUD entertaining parts where the caller forgot a free number or miscalled a number.  He just broke up with his girlfriend of many years, so he got a reprieve, at least from the workers.  It's bad if you call a wrong number, because they mark them instantly.  Moans and groans ensued, followed by a whisper of BINGO.  If you have bingo, you better yell it at the top of your lungs or you will not get paid.  I paid out $250 for each of 22 games.

That was it for the night.  No flaming torches, just a few pitchforks on this night.  I caught this picture just before heading out the back door, reminding me to get my camera out when I got home.  I don't think this happens very often.

When I looked up and saw this, I pulled over and snapped a quick picture with my phone.  I don't think the moon has ever looked this close in my lifetime.  I didn't see Mercury, but the other three were very visible, in fact much brighter and closer than the picture.  By the time I got home, none of them were visible.

This was waiting for me.  She's always very quiet, and always watching me.  She's behind me as I type.  I try to pet her a lot, but it's just not the same.  

Nothing is ever going to fill the hole left by this guy.  He's after that pork on the plate, even though the exact same thing is in his dog bowl.  He didn't get but a few tiny bites from most every meal I had, and only the meat. 

Always after that ball ......... because HE pulled the pillow over it to hide it first.

Once again, thank you everyone for the kind thoughts.  I look forward to reading your comments every day.  It really does help me cope with losing my best friend in the whole wide world.