Just checking in quick.  We moved most stuff yesterday, Chemguy is back at the apt. to load up the few things we left in the kitchen, the clothes in the closet, etc.  I'm exhausted and ache all over.  Luckily, even with giving less than a week's notice I was able to get in with one of my fave RMTs for Tuesday.

We bought the laundry machine cleaner, it was the first run that left a bunch of crude in the machine that lead us to realize how filthy it was.  We're ready to test it out with some cheap dirty tea towels once we bring the detergent here.

We still have a ton to unpack, but everyone is pretty exhausted.  I'm prepared to call it a day once the desks are set up, the pots & pans unpacked, and the washer, dryer and dishwasher have all been actually used once and not just run to self-clean.

Beloved, you should have had Shish Kebabs!  Throw some chicken breast in some type of marinade, and I think it's better than burgers.  I like meditterean flavours.  Lemon juice, zest if you're using lemons, garlic, a bit of oil, oregano, rosemary, thyme, adjust whatever to your tastes and intolerances - I know quite a few people with digestive issues who have to avoid garlic.  You could also do a variation with lime juice, cilantro, etc.

Pinga . . . I can't eat beef :( - but yes, I could have a chicken burger - not on lettuce yet as no raw vegetables at this moment.

Kids left :( . . . and puppy too :( (she's theirs LOL) . . . what a wonderful time for you and your sons, Pinga - a special type of bonding . . . I miss my son.  Daughter going home to her place later this afternoon - then it will be really quiet.

Seeler - a difficult time for you as you watch the sadness and pain your daughter is going through . . . when I was younger it use to kill me to see my mom cry . . . and now it kills me to see my adult children cry . . . and not be able to do a lot to help htme in their pain - except what you are doing - being there, offering support, comfort, and help as you can.  It must be hard to see the effect all of this is having on your precious grandchildren too.

chemgal . . . may you have an abundance of hope, peace, joy, and love in your new home . . . relax today, put your feet up and just soak in the newness of your new home.

Yes, I will try the shish-kabobs someday :)

aaah, seeler, that so sucks. 

beloved, ouch - no raw vegetables and no beef.  gosh, that would be tough.

good luck with the move chemgal, glad it is going well, but imagine you are rather tired

I hope someday to be able to have raw vegetables - when my system is working better, but probably never beef again . . . that's okay . . . chicken is good :).

I'm just back from Symphony Splash - an amazing annual event in Victoria. Here is a picture that I took:

On the left is the barge that Victoria Symphony Orchestra plays on. On the right are some of the 40 000 or so event spectators - some on boats and some on dry land. It really is an incredible concert - the highlight of which is always Tchaikovsky's 1812 Overture accompanied by canons and fireworks!

sounds like fun

well, since I forgot to turn off my alarm, and since I went to sleep early, I made you breakfast....

There is a fruit salad on the sideboard made with fresh raspberries, blueberries and chopped apples

There is some yoghurt as well as cottage cheese for those who prefer it.

There are bacon & eggs which of course are still hot.

Coffee is on the side, and...of course, there is your favourite dish --------

Wow!  Breakfast!   And good!  

My first thought was 'why isn't Pinga getting ready for work?'  Then I realized that in parts of the country today is a holiday.  

Here we celebrate New Brunswick Days with flags and special events on 'the green' downtown by the river.  Many people are enjoying the long weekend with an extra day in the great outdoors - tenting, or at their cottage or camp by a lake or stream.  

Is everybody enjoying this mid-summer holiday? What is it called in your part of the country?

For me - I'll be paying bills this morning (haven't looked at them for over a month) and bowling as usual this afternoon. Seelergirl, grandson, and a friend are off to PEI for a short vacation.

It's Heritage Day here.  I would have like to have gone to the Heritage Day festival, if you have "Taste of ___" city, it's a similar idea, but each pavilon is set up by people from a certain culture instead of it being restaurants.  There are also stages for ethnic dance performances, much music and a few crafts.  It actually goes over the whole weekend.

This year though, we have other plans!  We still have some stuff at the apartment, but we're not going to go there today.  We'll have to clean it too.  We have so much stuff in boxes as well.  We almost have everything out to be livable though, so our goals for today are pretty small and then we can slowly unpack stuff while working during the week.  I think it's just the 2 of us now.  We've had help for the past while.  First it was my sister dropping things off like a carpet cleaner the first 2 days once she got off of work.  We had friends who wanted to checkout the house and brought us pizza and our families drove from out of town and got her Friday and left yesterday to help.  My sister may come by, but she's just had minor renos done to her place, so she has cleaning to do there, but we still have her stuff.

I've started to do laundry and things actually come out clean!  I promised Chemguy I would do most of the laundry after he had taken it over most of it in the apartment because of my allergies.  Getting in to scrub out the caked on scented soap and softern every time drove me crazy.

It's just the "Civic Holiday" in Ontario, Seeler.

I went back to sleep and had a good layin after the alarm. (I fell asleep watching tv with my youngestson.)

It's the "Civic Holiday" here in Manitoba also :)

Here on the west coast today is called BC Day. The big celebration in this city was yesterday's Symphony Splash. I'm not yet sure what I'll do today, but it will be something quiet I suspect.

Drove through downtown just after noon.  Noticed some bouncy castles set up on the green as I crossed the bridge.  And I bowled 95, 76, 89.   That's an average of 86.6 - my old average!    Paid the bills, did the laundry, put a roast in the oven.  Usual day.  Oh, but its good to feel like myself again!

Nice one Seeler!

Yay Seeler that's exciting, way better scores than I'll EVER come up with that's for sure!
 

The long weekend was a good one for me. The boyfriend had this one off too (first since Family day) so we were able to spend it together. The only downside was that I had the major research paper for my internship course due so I did spend quite a bit of time on that.
 

Friday was a relaxing day. I went over to the bfs and worked on my paper while he played x-box. I actually really enjoy watching him play his games so half the time I was watching instead of working (oops) but it was nice to just sit around. We also record jeopardy episodes on his PVR and play along with them so we went through a few of those.
 

Saturday was pretty much devoted to my paper. I managed to get everything done minus the references by early evening so I called it quits and went over to a friends. We ended up going for a late night walk (1am or so) and ended up in a small town cemetery. It may sound a little rude to some people, but the stars were amazing so we lay down by some of the graves and stargazed for a while. The August meteor shower is at its height on the 12th but they've already started and all four of us saw a few.
 

Sunday was a bit of  a bust to start but turned out really fun in the end. BF and I tried to go to the beach. It was nice and sunny and everything at home but when we got there it was WAY too windy. We had sweaters on while sitting and the water wasn't warm when we tried to go in. We only stayed an hour before we decided to head home. We ended up playing baseball with my brother and his girlfriend in the afternoon. The three of them play on a baseball team (I score keep for them) but I hadn't played in ages. I did so much better than I thought I would! They had me pitching for a while so they could practice batting and I was actually pretty good at it. Balls were going everywhere for the first bit but I managed to straighten it out. When it was my turn to bat I did really well too. I've always been ok at it but I surprised myself at how good I was since I haven't done it in over a year. Not to toot my own horn but I was way better than my brother's girlfriend and she plays every week! To be honest I'm a little sore from playing now but I really enjoyed it

Sunday we ended up sleeping in quite late and got up only to watch the House Hunters International marathon on HGTV for a while. I'm slightly obessed with home shows so I was loving it! We did get out to play minigolf though. I was was middle of the pack for the first game and was winning the second for the first 11 holes but then I started to tank and ended up losing completely. I was NOT a happy camper! But it was still fun I suppose (little bit of sore losser coming out here).
 

All in all, a very good weekend!

Bethany, it sounds as if you had a really fun long weekend! Oh - and I don't see anything wrong with going for a walk through a cemetery and stopping to enjoy the stars! I also recently thoroughly enjoyed a walk through a cemetery (although it was not night time, so no star-gazing for me). 

Today was another fun day at work. This morning we worked on an art project that we've been doing since the beginning of the summer - something that I suspect will finally be ready on Thursday. Since this week's theme is "Chef Week" we also came up with some food items that the children would like to make on Thursday (this gives me time to pick up the ingredients). This afternoon we took a walk to a local playground where we played some games, had some free time and had a wonderful talk about God. Basically I said, "tell me what comes to mind when I say the word 'God'?" and then I let the conversation go where it needed to.

Seelerman thinks I'm crazy for loving to walk slowly through a cemetry (preferably an old one) looking at the stones and reading the names, dates, and little sayings.  I notice things like one family losing three or four children in infancy or early childhood, or a mother and infant having been buried together and I wonder what life was like centuries ago.    And of course, in this province, I am apt to run into names I recognize - possibly relatives.   In the cemetry where my parents and brother are buried, there are stones for my grandparents, and their parents, for aunts and uncles - for my mother's baby sister who died at two years (Mum told me that she could remember playing with her, crawling on the floor and peeking around a big cardboard box.)  Even if I don't know the people, I can imagine the different family ties, and the community woven together over time.   I guess I could say that I love cemetries.

I used to walk through a cemetary that was nearby when the mosquitos weren't bad.  I just tried to avoid anyone who looked like they might want a personal moment.  I think more people would be beneficial, there are the few who who up to destroy things.

I went to the closest grocery store yesterday.  It's funny how a new store can throw you off.  It was backwards to most of the similar stores I had been to.  I was only getting a few items and I spent a while searching for one and never found it.  I did come across coconut greek yogurt - yum!  It's really good, I'll leave some with some fruit for everyone.

I think it's going to be quite some time before we're fully unpacked, I don't know how some people manage to do this frequently!

Have you ever done pencil rubbings in a  cemetary. Always go to a cemetary prepared with paper and soft lead pencil. Facinating.

Mmm... that sounds delicious Chemgal!

Today we went to our local provincial park. Before lunch we all went for nature walks (in groups of 12-15 kids). After lunch we split into groups and I took a group to see "Niagara Falls." Ironically, it looks absolutely nothing like the real Niagara Falls - the only thing they have in common is likely their height. The kids had a great time exploring the caves in the area and finding creatures like little frogs.

Along with other posters above I also like to visit cemeteries, more specifically cemeteries where I have family members buried.  I go out to our local cemeteries (we have 3) several times a year and walk around and visit the graves of my loved ones, and also others from our community.  I like to read all the headstones, and think about the people they are honouring.  I haven't been yet this summer, but plan to do so soon.

Hi BethanyK - hope you did well on your research paper :)

July and August have not been fun months. The only vacation that I have taken is to care for others, and I am not minding or whining, though it may seem it.  I know that I am lucky to have a flexible worklife. I know that I am lucky to have the situation that I am in, ie, how many people still have a parent alive and capable at 88.

At the same time, I am aware that I need to make time to have fun.

I saw that STratfrod FEstival had a 4 for the price of 2 sale, so I went ahead and booked Tommy and The Three musketeers for my oldest son & I .  I am really looking forward to it.

Also making a point of getting out with friends at least one night a week.  

I am also going to start to plan a mini-vacation to tack on to a work trip to Boston in the fall.

so, curious, what are you planning for fun or special?

After having my 88 years old Mum stay with me for two days - I find I'm singing from a similar songbook, Pinga.....

Just about every feeling you could experience comes with that - impatience with hearing the same conversation  repeated often - anxiety and fear knowing your mother is failing -laughing at the same things - lots of warmth as we're both huggers.........

In short, all the feelings, both positive and negative,  that a daughter can feel for her much loved elderly Mum.

As regards cemeteries - I know where my ashes will finally be......

When John was dying I asked him if he'd like it if we were together in death? I'm glad I did, as it seemed to give him some comfort.

The spot is in the bush garden section of the cemetery,- under a eucalyptus tree.

There is a plaque of an open book on a bush rock with John's details filled in - and a space on the opposite "page" for mine.....

It's a strange feeling knowing where my human remains will spend eternity - yet I find it a most peaceful place.

Funny, isn't it, Pilgrim's Progress how cemeteries capture that feeling.

I find the spot where my Mom is (and Dad will be) restful.

For a few years when we travelled up north, my husband and the boys had their picture taken at his Dad's gravesite. (his father died when he was a young lad)

I have friends though, who do not at all find them peaceful or of value and do not understand the concept of a resting spot.

thanks for sharing your experience, yes, some of those frustrations and positives.

Seelerman and I are at a bit of a quandry regarding our final resting places.   About the only thing we agree on is that we want to be together.

However, he is partial to the graveyard behind the church in the village where he grew up. His father, who he barely remembers, and three of her brothers are buried there. His mother, according to her wishes, is buried in a different cemetery near her own mother and several sisters.

I would like to be buried in the graveyard I mentioned above, with my parents, brother, and a long line of ancestors going back about two centuries. My family actually acquired a six grave plot when my mother died. Since my brother was cremated, there is still lots of room for us. It's nice - rural, cows pastured nearby; lots of trees, coloured leaves in the fall. The little church, once Methodist, then UCC, but abandoned due to an amalgamation twenty years ago, is falling down. But the community will probably make the space it occupied into a small parking area for the hearse and a few cars - right now they all park on the side of the road.

On the other hand we don't even know if the graveyard of Seelerman's choice would even accept him. It's RC, and shares space with a small but active RC church. Seelerman joined the UCC twenty-some years ago. Another factor - it is on very low land. It doesn't exactly flood - but in the spring the water table is just below ground level. A grave dug the day before is apt to be filled with by the time of the funeral. Many people object to the thought that their graves will be under water for part of the time most years. (They might drowned!)

So I don't know what our children will do. Perhaps cremation - some ashes at each cemetery?

I'd like to donate any of my useable parts. But there will still be the body. And the idea of a final resting place.

It is funny how, here at WonderCafe , how often we have this type of conversation . All I know is I want it cheap. I don,t want my kids paying big bucks for a funeral. It ,imo, is a huge waste of money.

Big money - that's another reason why it would make sense to be cremated and have our ashes interned in one or both of the country cemeteries.  Our plot is already paid for.  I think maybe my father paid $100 around 1950.  For a few years after we grew up we three sisters would each send $25 a year for perpetual care.  Then we were told that we had paid enough.  The money was invested - the interest used.   In the spring the community held a work party to store up any stones that needed attention, top up any graves, etc.  The farmer next door mowed a couple of times a month.  The legion fixed things up for Remembrance Day.   They had a large enough operating fund to look after that.   I'm not sure what a plot in the city would cost, or how much one would pay for perpetual care. 

Along with cost, I think of the environmental impact of my death...  I hope that more cemetaries like this one emerge as more people strive to live (and die) 'green'. http://www.ecoburials.ca/index.htm

At one of our graveyards (the newest one in which I would probably be buried if I still live here when I die) there are graves that when it rains a lot or in the spring in the thaw where they are covered in water . . . and it really bothers me.  I don't want to be buried in this low spot - not that I'm afraid that I'll drown LOL - but because I don't want to be sitting in water in the nice outfit I will be buried in :).

I like the open book Pilgrims Progresss . . . it's like our life - isn't it - and the marker is for the last page of this life here on earth.  I wonder if a person could have that put on a headstone marker.

It's nice that the thought gave your John comfort.  And it is nice that you find peace in where you will be rested . . . with  him.

Pinga, I'm glad you are taking time for yourself . . . and especially to see play with your son - that is a wonderful way to take of yourself.  And also the bit of time you are tacking on to your work trip.  Caregivers need to be given care too - and sometimes they have to do it themselves :)

I don't want my kids paying big bucks for me either, crazyheart.  But like others have posted, it is important for me for myself, and for me for my hubby (he doesn't care) that we have a place where we are rested - and a marker that says we were born, lived, and died.

We now have columbariums here - they are small box like units in a large unit of about 16 boxes per side - so 32 in total.  They are "ok", not sure if that is what I want.  I'm not even sure I want to be cremated.  I guess whatever they do when I'm gone is up to them, but I do want a site and a marker.

Beloved, that is what my mom and dad are in, it is a lovely spot on a hill with birds, breezes

Beloved,

The open book was, (like Goldilock's porrige), "just right" for us.

We spent a lot of our life together sitting side by side reading.

(John  - science fiction, engineering, computing and sailing journals and me - crime fiction, memoirs, psychology and philosophy journals).

Crazyheart,

Your comments about "wanting it cheap" remind me of having this conversation with my Dad.

Me;  "Dad, what do you want to happen when you die?"

Dad: "I dunno. Just leave me here in my bed -it's where I'm most comfortable."

Me: "I think the Body Corporate would have something to say about that."

Dad: "Just make it cheap and not religious."

I think Dad would have been pleased. We all took part in the service -and Dad's son-in-laws were the pallbearers.

Instead of hymns, we played  Dad's favourite classical music and Scottish ballads  - and a cousin read a poem of Robbie Burns. Children and grandchildren told of their favourite Dad/Pop moments.

Their was much laughter and tears.........

Yes PP. I have seen too many funerals where the family all try to do each other  flowers, lunch etc. I have seen in obituary notices that flowers are encouraged. They were coming in the back door and the front door of the church. Huge  bouquets with birds and fruit etc. They were obscene and after the service the family were overheard dividing the flowers to take home. Yuck!!!!

That sounds wonderful.  Ours aren't in as nice a spot . . . but they are not bad.  I don't know why but in one of the cemeteries (which had one columbarium in not too bad of a spot) they put a second columbarium a few years later - outside the cemetery, outside the gate going into the cemetery.  I'm not sure why they did that, but everytime I look at it I think that those people might feel "banished" from the rest :).  I know I don't want to be interned in that columbarium.  The one in one of the other cemeteries is just stuck out in the open amongst some graves and headstones.  I do think on a hill with birds and breezes (and maybe trees oneday) would be lovely though.

Our congregation has a memorial garden that I think I would like my ashes spread in. It's a peaceful and beautiful spot just outside the sanctuary doors. 

A bit of a weird day at work today. I've noticed that the all-male staff teams at work are having real difficulties communicating these days - and I seem to be one of the ones picking up the pieces. Almost all of my male co-workers came to me at some point today to complain. I've been working almost on my own with my group - I have co-workers who work with inclusion kids, but that's only when those kids are there and even then, it's been a rotating cast of characters who have come in to work with them LOL! In one case, even the kids caught on today when there was conflict over how to deal with a child who was acting up - and asked me who I was going to side with. I told them the truth - that I was a visitor in their group today and that I was going to let the two regular leaders sort it out. Sometimes its' best just to be Switzerland.

The day ended weirdly too. First off, the child I was working with got sick at the end of the day. When her parents arrived, I asked them to keep her home tomorrow - reminding them that it is the policy to keep a child home for 24 hours after they have been sick. When they questioned me about it, I referred them to my boss, who was already well aware of what was happening. He told me later that they gave him quite the sob story about how difficult this was going to be for them - when he told me, to be honest, we both rolled our eyes as this is a story we have heard before from them on many occasions. Long story short, the child will be coming in tomorrow morning, but I have full authority to call them and demand that they pick her up immediately if she shows any signs of illness - and because I know her really well, I'll be able to tell within a few minutes how she is really doing.

Then things got weirder as I found out that one of the afore-mentioned conflicts boiled over and led to one of my long-term co-workers essentially getting fired (basically he was told not to bother applying for any of the jobs that start in September because he had broken so many policies). Again I found myself playing Switzerland.

Beloved.

Picture walking up a little walkway to a ride, there is a circle with a little garden, on both sides there are small gardens of shrubs and flowering bushes.

If you think of a clock, at 11, noon and 1 there are 3 columbarians, black marble.  There is plenty of space between each, but they angle like spokes from the centre circle. 

There are benches as well, on the left of the one on the left, on the right of the one on the right, and one at the back (the one at the back donated by tim horton's)

Just beyond is a ride to the ravine..

that is the setting for my mom/dad's

Awww . . . sounds nice . . . nothing at all like that here.

Hey everyone!  I see the sun!  It's not very warm (+14 C), but the sun is shining.  Better get out and get some Vitamin D LOL!

Today my aim is to practise and to learn to live this day "one moment at a time" and live this one day at a time . . . I say "aim" and "practise" because I'm not very good at it . . . any suggestions :)?

Plans are to be outside as much as I can . . . to enjoy my daughter's company and visit the next 2 nights, and perhaps a paddle boat or motor boat ride.

What are  your plans roomies?

(I was reading an article on Vitamin D (of course LOL) and it talked about persons living north of a certain point in the US of A not getting enought Vitamin D from the sun . . . unless you were an all day outdoor worker such as a "roofer" or a lifeguard . . . I laughed and laughed . . . and thought of crazyheart and Pilgrims Progress and others on the thread who occasionally mention the roofer . . . I can never hear that word or read that word without smiling).

Hope, peace, joy, love . . .

(Hope your day goes well at work somegal . . . and there are no major kerfuffles - hope the sick little lassie is better today).

My brother & sister-in-law are down, and we are prepping for the garage sale at my Dad's tomorrow.

A bunch of tools, I mean a huge amount of tools....crazy amount of tools.

My two boys and I will be headed over to my Dad's at 6am tomorrow, to get ready for an 8:30 start.

I have been making signs, and ensuring ads are up to date.

Hoping for good weather and lots of people sharing the garage sale!

Thankfully today wasn't as crazy as I had feared it might be! I did have one very surly co-worker - and I suspect he will remain that way for the rest of the summer, unfortunately. Luckily I don't have to deal with him too often as he is working with one of the younger groups, and I am with one of the older groups.

Today the little lassie was back, as predicted. She was definitely feeling better, but not her normal self yet. She had no interest in eating her snack this morning or having anything to drink, and when I took her out to the van so that we could leave for our out-trip, she cried for several minutes. That's when I decided to keep her back. Another little lad and his worker were also staying back, so we decided to have a low-key morning. We put on the Lion King, which has lots of colours and sound, and so was very engaging for the children. Fortunately my child was very interested in eating her lunch, but getting her to drink was a definite challenge today. In the afternoon I took my little one outside for awhile, but it was so hot that I actually started to worry that she would get overheated - so I brought her back inside after 30 minutes. We spent the rest of the afternoon reading stories and playing with her toys.

Today was also a sad day because we had to say good-bye to our junior leaders from Quebec. We had two 16 year old boys who were here to learn English while working as leaders in our program - and they were fantastic! The kids were sad to see them go - and I spent the last half hour of my shift cheering up one little boy who was absolutely devastated to see them leave. The other kids were so sweet with him - they were so concerned for him.

Garage sale went well.   

Cleared out a bunch of Dad's tools and households, have a few big items left, and he made over $600 so he is happy.

My boys helped a bunch, and mybrother and sister-in-law came, and on top of it...i saw a bunch of old friends

Glad it went Pinga.  Was it an emotional day for your Dad? (Or maybe he wasn't there).  I'm glad you did so well.  Many people will have found new treasures and your Dad benefited financially.  It must have been hard for him, and you, to see that part of his life go.

He was there and was good about it.  I was surprised, but, some other things are moving along including cataract surgery on Monday.  

I think it wsa easier than he thought. He had forgotten about most of it.  He was able to tell people what stuff was for when they go it.

He also just sat & visited with people who saw the information and came to visit him.  (For example one woman came and talked to him that he got her to get her job with Union Gas and how happy she was to see him).  A bunch of people came and talked to him about hisw sunflowers...so, just a good social day for him.

Yup, and there are two big things left that should get him another 300, so all is good.

Nice Pinga!

I spent the day with a good friend whom I haven't seen in awhile. We spent most of the day at Goldstream Provincial Park, enjoying all that it has to offer - we went for a lovely long hike, paddled in the river, saw two waterfalls, ate ice creams and more. At the end of the day, we bought ourselves some food and had a picnic dinner at the beach. It was a great way to spend a day!

That sounds like a fun yard-sale Pinga. I'm glad that your Dad was able to enjoy it, rather than mourn to see it go.

When we had our last yard sale we sold off all the 'baby' toys that we had gathered over the years for our grandchildren. Grandson didn't mind - he's a big kid now. I was the one who found it hard to part with all the Fisher Price little people, their farm, fire-truck, camper, playground, etc. I loved them. But I was glad to see them go to families that would love them too. Afterwards Seelerman said that we should have kept the school bus, that it was becoming a collectors' item. I don't want a 'collertors' item'. I want to see kids playing with it.

Visited a friend yesterday. She spends her summers in a trailer at a camp ground. Our square-dance club were having a summer dance at their rec-hall. I went early to see her. And learned that her only sister, who was never sick in her 70 years, is dying of cancer. We spent some time remembering when - remember when we used to play pick-up games of softball in the school yard. Remember when her sister got hit in the face with a bat. "And Dad blamed me for not watching her." "Accidents happen. - and he was probably scared." "Yeh, all the blood. But we called over the neighbour - a nurse. And she was ok once we got her cleaned up." "Yes," a sigh. "She was ok, and now she's dying."

I wished I could have done more for my friend than give her a hug and leave with the words, "I hope she is at peace." It's too late to 'hope she is better soon'. It was too late when she was diagnosed a couple of months ago.

seeler . . . sad news about your childhood friend :( 

My kids had the Fisher Price bus (along with many others) . . . lots of memories.  Anyone had the apple that had some kind of a music maker in it?

What a wonderful day somegal . . . what kind of ice-cream?

Getting ready for church . . . regular morning - hot water, fruit, wait a bit, and then something small for breakfast.

Hope everyone has a great day!

Wishing everyonea good day.

Seeler,sorry about your friend's sister.

I am sure you were a good person to visit your friend.  All those memories, good & bad are good to process of a life lived.