Today is the 30th birthday of our "baby"--we wish him a VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY. I did call this morning give him our best wishes, but I had already sent him a card via e-mail. Out there in Denver, he has been celebrating his birthday all week long, with friends taking him out to dinner, little gifts and cake at work, and a big surprise party given to him by Beau. Joey wrote about how touched he was by all the friends who attended, even his "best friend" from Louisiana, Elizabeth. As I said, it was surprise, so he had no idea that she and all the others would be there to greet him and Beau at a restaurant in Denver. He said he had a great time, and knowing Joey, he has been enjoying all the little things that have been done for him during this week. Glad you had such a great birthday; wish we had been closer to share in your good times.
The weather today has been extremely yucky, but we had several good days before that. Randi and I took advantage of one of them and went to BR to have dinner at Piccadilly's at the Mall. She wanted to do some shopping for a cousin who also is celebrating her birthday today. The item she wanted wasn't available, but she did get something really nice. I'm sure Lila will enjoy that special gift from Randi.
Sid managed to get the front and side yards finished yesterday, and he also cut a nice swath through part of the front orchard. Of course, with today's rain, he wasn't able to get out at all, so he'll have to do that later, hopefully on the weekend. I can't wait until the grass stops growing and we won't have to worry about that for a little while.
Joey writes what we have started calling his "long newsy" each week, letting me know what's been going on in his life. Naturally, I respond; then, responds to my response, etc., etc., etc. This time, he also sent his and Beau's schedule for their visit to Louisiana for Thanksgiving. Because lots of folks in the family will be working on the actual day of Thanksgiving, I don't know how we'll manage a family gathering. As of now, I think I'll just plan something for her, letting everyone know the schedule and hope that a few of our kids and their kids can come over. With so many kids living in different places with so many activities going on with those kids, getting together gets harder and harder each year. Well, we do the best we can!
Sid informed me tonight that tomorrow will close the 11th week of school for this year, with next week bringing the 1st third of the year to an end. This is going by very quickly! I just wish the kids would be taking advantage of all that their teachers are trying to provide for them. One day, they will regret that loss.
Tomorrow is my God-child's birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Tracey. Tracey was born just 9 months after Bec, so Sid's sister was tending to a baby at the same time we were. At one time, Bess and I were pregnant at the same time, so just as it was with my sister, Silvia, it seems that our kids came in "pairs"--almost each of our kids has a cousin the same or almost the same age. That made things interesting when we had gatherings, on BOTH sides of the family; if BOTH sides had gatherings together, we would probably have had three of almost every age. LOL
I spoke with Mom a couple of days ago. She was thrilled that Jan had brought her and Rick to get their flu shots. Unfortunately, Rick wasn't able to get his because he was on antibiotics for some slight infection. He'll have to try again after he's completed that regimen. I tried to get a flu shot for Randi at Walgreen's, but they were out of the flu medication. We'll have to try elsewhere before too long.
As you can see, our activities for this week were rather humdrum, but hey--it's my life and I love it! Can't wait for the weekend, though, and perhaps we can do something a little more exciting. Who knows--I may even be able to convince Sid that we need to see a movie--assuming I can find something worth seeing. Randi and I wanted to do that this week, but we couldn't find anything good enough to spend that amount of money on, so.....we settled for dinner at Piccadilly's.
That's it for tonight. Hope you have a good evening and that the weekend brings you lots of fun and relaxation. (Don't know what's going on with program, but you may notice some spacing problems; however, I'll try to get Sandie to help me with that later--as usual.
QUOTE: "A well-developed sense of humor is the pole that adds balance to your steps as you walk the tightrope of life." --William A. Ward
NOTE: Thank God for a sense of humor; it has carried me through many "tight" spots in my life, I know. I remember an incident many years ago when my sister, Silvia, was in the hospital getting treated for cancer. Everyone was worried, of course, and the tension was felt by all. After visiting her, we decided to eat supper at a Shoney's not far from the hospital. One of my aunts was with us, a real character, and there were several members of our immediate family there as well. While eating, my brother Rick decided to shake up the ketchup bottle--you how it is when it won't come out. Well, that was fine, except he didn't check to make sure the cap was on. It wasn't, and the ketchup flew backwards and onto a lady in the next booth. Naturally, we all started laughing (between laughs, we did offer to pay for her jacket to be cleaned), and we just couldn't stop.
For some reason, this incident really hit my aunt hard--every time we would stop laughing, she would get the giggles and everyone would start again. At the time, I sort of felt bad that we were having such fun while my precious sister lay dying in the hospital; but later, I realized that this was just the tension being released--and my sister would have been the first one to join in the laughter.
Tense moments (those tightropes in life) need release, and the best way to do that is with humor. Are you tense? Are you walking a tightrope in your life right now? Think back to something funny, and let it fill your insides. Laugher truly is the best medicine! I can't live without it--and fortunately, I come from a family of folks who love to laugh, including my sister. So, laugh, laugh, laugh--you'll be the healthier for it.
