Monterey Matters: Spring painting job gets smeared

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By Dana Burke

Some friend I am. Even though I did call Theresa April 26 to wish her a happy birthday, I forgot to mention it as I was talking about our recent trip to Michigan. I hope you can forgive me, Theresa, and I hope you had a wonderful birthday. We are going to have to get together soon so that I can at least take you to lunch.
Theresa called me Sunday with some very sad news. Her cousin, Tristan Giles, suddenly passed away last Saturday. He was 25.
Tristan was her Uncle Gene’s son. He lived in Sharpsburg, which I think is near Mount Sterling.
I’m so very sorry for your loss, guys. Your family will be in our thoughts and prayers. She also mentioned her other Uncle Ed has not been feeling well these days. Please keep this family in your thoughts and prayers.
Well this rain has sure put a damper on things lately. At this rate, I may never get my house painted.
At least that’s what I thought why my painter guy didn’t return.
Now it looks as though I got took on the paint job. He never returned last week after promising to finish it. I could have gotten him more jobs if he would have shown back up. Several people in the community have called and wanted to see the house once it was finished. They wanted to have some painting done as well. Oh well, you just can’t trust anyone these days it seems. I’m hoping to get it done soon even if I have to finish it myself.
Between working at the state full-time and doing nails two nights a week, I didn’t know when I was going to have a chance to mow once it stops raining.
With me being gone every weekend hasn’t helped me get it done either. Needless to say, that’s what I spent my weekend doing. It wasn’t as bad as I had thought; although, I spent most of the day Saturday working on the yard.
Next weekend it’s flower time. Daddy has always told me to wait till after Mother’s Day to plant anything, and this man knows his flowers
Speaking of Daddy, he still isn’t feeling well these days. He has had the shingles and has really had them bad. He just can’t seem to get rid of them. Poor guy. I can relate, as I have had them for the last 13 years or so. I wouldn’t wish them on my worst enemy. They can be very painful.
I recently saw in the paper where one of my clients, Patty Pryor, and her family were planning a 90th birthday party for their father, June Pryor. It was held April 30. I hope June enjoyed his day. Patty happened to pass me on the road the other morning as she was headed to Owen County and I was headed to Frankfort.
She decided to call and chat with me a bit. She said, “I thought I recognized that blonde behind the wheel.”
It was very nice chatting with you, Patty, and we are going to have to get you back on the books so we can catch up on each other.
The FUABS went on a camping/fishing trip to Anderson County this past weekend. These girls have something planned once a month for every month. They had invited me to come along but with me being gone the last two weekends, I had to cancel out on this one and get some things done around the house.
I’m sure I missed a very good time. I hope you all enjoyed each other’s company and hopefully it was a dry weekend over there for you all.
Sunday was our grandmother’s 92nd birthday. I went to visit with her at the Masonic Home in Shelbyville that day. She seemed very pleased to see me and told me I was the only one of her grandkids that made it over there that day. I am so glad I went to see her. She seems to be doing well, just getting older I’m afraid.
Until we meet again, please be safe and please continue to keep all our sick in your thoughts and prayers.