And the wind always blows in Chicago…

and downstate too.  What happened to the sun??  It  is another dreary windy morning in central Illinois.  I stepped out my back door a few minutes ago and took a couple of pictures.

A  very pretty tree in the cemetery, even prettier when the sun is shining on it.

Glancing to the right you get a view of the trees blowing in the wind.  It is sharply colder this morning and for the next week temps at night are to be in the 30s.  I am glad I don’t have my tomato planted yet.

I think that I will do some more closet cleaning.  I am getting stuff ready for Goodwill.  I am pitching what I haven’t worn in awhile.  Then maybe I will be motivated to buy some new clothes.  My daughter tells me I am too picky when it comes to buying clothes and I guess I am.  I can’t understand why clothes in size 10 are all designed for teeny boppers.  Most of the tops are semi sheer material.  I am always depressed when I come back from shopping for clothes.  I usually end up buying something for my kids and nothing for myself.

Nothing significant happening right here.  My heart goes out to the tornado victims over the weekend.  It did thunder and lightning here last night and I had to turn the computer off for awhile.  I would hate for something to happen to it along with the TV.  That would be too much.

I hope this is a really good week for us all.  I have a couple of appointments and I am hoping that is all that is pressing this week.  Do stay safe and be happy!!

Beth

When The Wind Blows In Chicago :  ~S. Turner & A. Murphy~

Well here I am in Chicago all alone near the place where we met
I walk through the rain the wind whispers your name oh why won't they let me forget
Cause when the wind blows I get lonely and one day for sure you left behind
But the wind always blows in Chicago so I'm lonely most all of the time
Folks looks so happy on State Street they don't know that our love's not the same
There's a crowd all around but I don't hear a sound
Just the wind when it whispers your name
And when the wind blows I get lonely and one day for sure you left behind
But the wind always blows in Chicago so I'm lonely most all of the time
Yes I'm lonely most all of the time.

I love that song.  And the wind always does blow in Chicago.

Still knee deep..

in those old pictures.  I am really enjoying it but I have quite a mess in my spare bedroom.  I am yet to find the pic I have been looking for and I am about to finish this long journey back in time.  Before I go I will post another pic from my senior class trip with my best friends Shirley and Anna.  The man in the background was one of the teachers who was along as a chaperone.  I see no reason why he stuck his head in our photo.  I think his name was Mr. Vance, not sure of that though.

I look at the 21 inch waist all cinched in with a cinch belt and I wonder where in the world did all of the time go.  To my waist I think.  LOL

Still hot here but not quite as oppressive as it has been.  I have sent the heat to the east to my blogging friends in New York and Boston.  I hope you guys are staying cool.

For now, stay safe and be happy!!

  Beth