That time of year again!!!!

Wow....I feel like the cat on the hot tin roof....too much to wrap around my little brain.  Gary has been home now for a month and it seems like just a day or two.  We are constantly busy with one thing or another.  We are finally through with all the fall birthdays, but must start on Christmas soon as this is a big job when you consider our combined families.  

Gary's Mom turned 95 last week and passed her drivers test.  What a gutsy woman.  I would have wimped out long ago.  

We had our cousin's luncheon at Dixie's last week.   It is really nice to hear all the memories of the past and how we all seem to have a basic mid-western value system that must just come with the territory.  

Max had his 10th birthday yesterday...seems like yesterday that he was born.  Time goes by so quickly.  

Today we had lunch with some members of the church at a Mexican restaurant.  It was fun and Jake talked me into another web-can.  Gary was NOT happy, but look at that face....they are soooo cute.  They are only little once.   Soon they will grow up and not want to spend a Sun. p.m. with Grandma and Grandpa. 

We have another busy week ahead.  Walking with Vida tomorrow....I hope my knee will hold up.  All fall we have been walking 2 miles every day and then yesterday when Gary and I were walking at the Y....it just gave out on me.  Maybe I let it rest too long.   Who knows, but I need the exercise and will wear my support.   I have too much to do to have a bum knee.  I surely hope I can escape having to have a knee replacement like all people my age are doing. 

We have an important meeting at OES tomorrow night.  Tues. I have a dentist appt.  I can't remember Wed without looking at the calendar, but on Thurs. I have bridge club here with lunch served.  Now we are up to the week-end again.  The best time of the day is reading the paper and drinking coffee early in the a.m. and we actually are in the same room. 

Life is good and always grateful to have a nice warm house to live in and a dry bed to sleep in every night. Always grateful for Gary...he is my rock and tells me "everything will be okay".  

My love, 

Mom,wife, sister, grandma, and always a friend  

Fall back..spring ahead

Okay, I forgot to set the clocks back and here I am awake at 4:30 A.M. which is what we usually know as 5:30....

I love drinking coffee and reading the paper on Sunday mornings, but apparently the paper girl did not forget to set her clock back and she is still not here.  I will not complain as that is really a sign of "old age". 

Gary's Mom was here for dinner last night.  We should have company more often because it makes you actually cook.  She is not having Lighthouse help her any more since she got her $5,000 bill.   We worry that she does not eat very much and her speed is ....worse than slow.  I am amazed that she still wants to take her drivers test.  I think anyone who comes to renew their drivers tests in a walker should be disqualified.  What do I know....lately everyone disagrees with my philosophy.   The people who put the new roofs on the condos where she lives gave each owner a $100 gift card from Whitey's.   a pretty impractable gift for old people who wouldn't eat that much ice cream for the rest of their lives!!  Now she is in a quandry trying to figure out what she can do with it.   I suggested she donate it to the youth group at church, but that went right over the top of her head. 

I am taking shoe boxes to church this a.m. for "shoe boxes" for kids.   I kept 2 to fill up and will have Margie help me purchase for 9-10 year olds.  She should know what they would like.  

I think after church we should be home all day, but we have a busy week coming.  

Happy Anniversary to Beth and Dan, as I remember it was a nice sunny day in Nov. when they got married 23 years ago.  A lot of water under the damn since then.  So grateful that Dan is cancer free and back to normal.  He always makes me laugh....what is that about him????  Is he really that funny????

I think the paper is here.....later....

Love and Hugs, 

Mom