Hello again!

I'm at my daughter's house and with their computer, I can post on my blog!  Still don't know why I haven't been able to post on my computer at home, when everything else is working.

Today I'm recovering from a quick trip to my home town for my 60th high school class reunion; my school - Freeman Academy - has an alumni banquet each year, and our class was honored on our 50th year and again this year.  It was so good to see quite a number of my classmates and catch up on each one's life and family.  The only downside was that the speaker at the banquet gave a very long and very boring speech, and the meat - while very delicious, was very tough.  It was "Applejack Pork" and I don't know why it was so tough, because usually pork is quite tender.  I was sad to see that some of my classmates are in very bad physical shape, suffering from Parkinson's, or similar diseases.

I also spent time with my cousin Goldie and her sister Diann and husband Arlen, we had a very good visit together.  Goldie and I decided that in two years - when we have our 80th birthdays, we have to do something special together.  She is only 25 days older than I am, and we always make a big deal about how much younger I am than she is.

I have to make a confession.  I felt sad coming home, for several reasons.  First of all, I may never see some of those friends again.  But also, the thought kept coming to me that if I had stayed around my home town and settled down there, I would have been spared so much heartache and suffering, but unfortunately, there are no do-overs.  I made choices that seemed good at the time but turned out badly and caused consequences that still linger today.

Tomorrow I see the spine surgeon to find out what his recommendations are.  In the meantime we have learned that Paul needs to have his aortic valve replaced, but he wants to wait and have me taken care of first, while I think he should go first, after all, mine isn't life-threatening.

We've been having beautiful weather the last few weeks, except that it's been terribly humid; some days the humidity has been as high as 93% and I HATE IT!  The doors stick, drawers stick, my hair doesn't dry after shampooing, etc.  But lately it's been getting better and pretty much back to normal.

The previous weekend, my grandchildren stayed with us over Saturday and Sunday.  Carly is so helpful; after dinner on Saturday, she washed the dishes and cleaned the kitchen so I could sit down and rest.  So Joey and I watched a video "Dumbo, the Flying Elephant"....it brought back memories because it was the first movie I ever saw in a theater.  That was back in the mid 1940's; all the rural schools were invited to the county seat for the annual spelling bee and track contests, and afterwards all the children were taken to a theater to see the Dumbo movie and another cartoon, "The Whale that sang at the Met".  Back then, my church taught that going to movies in theaters was a sin - so during that whole movie I was nervous that Jesus might come back and find me in a theater and not take me up to heaven with Him!!!!  Well, times have changed -- movies are not sin anymore and I'm still waiting for Jesus to come back!

It's funny the things one remembers.....