Lita was here for the week end

Fri. I got back to my twice-monthly baby fix at MOPS. The little boy I was holding didn't want to do anything but sit and watch others until he fell asleep. Then he slept over an hour and it was nearly time for his mom to come. Perfect morning!

Went to scrapbooking/game night Fri. evening. Didn't get many pictures sorted, but had fun playing games. Played several of my Bananagrams, and then someone else had Fill or Bust. Went to the toy store Sat. morning to see if I could get one, but they didn't have it and don't usually order from that company. Lita is going to look in Grand Rapids for me.

She got here while I was at the church. Sat. we did some errands, walked Toby twice, went to the local Pet Expo and took Bill and her to Murdogs for supper. Then, it was time to go over books, etc. Before bed we watched the new NCIS, which she had taped.

Met our new preacher Fri. night. He is in his early 30's. He and his wife have a three year old. Figured I should give him a chance, so went to 8"30 church this morning, then Sunday School. Came home, we walked Toby, cut kitty nails, had lunch and Lita left. After she left, it was nap time. Didn't accomplish much after that except a couple of NCIS re-runs. Now, past time to hit the sheets. Hope everyone has a good week coming up.

Bill's sister came

She and her husband come once a year to visit his mother in Jackson., (She is 96, and still lives alone.) Usually we meet somewhere between, but this time they came over to Caro. We took them out for lunch and visited a while, then they headed back. They had another engagement for the evening. Was good to see them. Sure wish we didn't live so far apart, but seems like I'm saying that about a lot of people lately. :-)

Afterward we went to visit a couple of friends and sat by their pond, watching the BIG (at least to me) fish and the wild turkeys wandering around. As usual, when I'm around, deer stay out of sight. Nice place, but I still prefer living where there are sidewalks. Good to have places like that to visit, though.

We've had a little rain the last few days, but still lots of sunshine and warm temps. Wish it would stay like this until April. No--guess I really don't, or I'd probably be moving to one of those states where it is like that all year. I do enjoy most of the winter--except when I have a dog old enough to make it hard on him--and seems like I've had a lot of those the last few years.

Anyhow, my livingroom is cleaned up except for one corner and I'm working on that. Toby loves it; he has a lot of space to play with his towel and tennis ball. I believe he thinks I did it just for him.

Fifty years ago, in 1959,

fifty-nine of us (although I heard much later that one did not get a diploma) graduated from St. Charles High. Many of us gathered this past Sat. night to talk over old times and old friends, along with new aches and pains. Can't believe it started to break up about 9:30 p.m. Was a day when that was a time to be starting a gathering. Was good to see all who attended. Why do we let life get in the way of staying in touch?

The last few weeks (probably brought on by news of the class reunion) I've been very nostalgic, not only about St. Charles, but about Caro, too. On my walks I notice where special trees once stood that have been cut down--the maple where the racoons lived for a couple of summers, the ones where I watched a mother squirrel teach her babies to jump from one to the other, the pine underneath which we found a bunny nest complete with naked little bunnies, the largest most lovely semetrical Weeping Willow I've ever seen.

Then there are the homes. Within just a block from our house, are the places where Jerry, Jean, Isobel, Helen, Pat, and Gerald lived. These were all friends that my dogs and I would visit with while on our walks. They are all gone from the Earth now.

Animals, took, come to mind. McDuff, Boomer and Gypsy, all Scottie-type dogs; Chico, the Chihuahua and Muffin, the long-haired Chihuahua; Sylvester, the dignified elderly Tuxedo cat, Oreo, old, but tiny as a kitten, black with only a layer of white frosting her chest, Muffin and Maggie, elegant miniature poodles. Oh there are so many more. Animals just don't live long enough for those of us who love them. On the other hand some of those who live with uncaring, unknowing, unkind and, yes, inhumane people probably wish their lives were not as long as they are.

Must be getting time for a cemetery trip. Will probably have to wallow in missing people, places and pets for a while to make more room for the happy memories. Some of us have to check out where we've come from before we can figure out where we're going. Guess I'm ready for a tune-up, so I'll be ready to start rolling up the miles again. Look out world, I'm not done rolling yet.

Love the weather

Sorry for those who wanted a hot summer, but I've sure enjoyed the one we've had. Went to the dentist twice this week to get impressions of Bill's mouth. Now wait a couple weeks or so for the new dentures to come in. Sure hope they work good after he gets them.

9-9-09 got me

That's as good an excuse as any, I guess. :-) Went to my computer this morning, and it had closed down. Too bad I hadn't saved the three pages I had typed yesterday! Here we go again.

Trip to Saginaw

Two-week check-up on left eye. Vision 20/25. She said that is very good. So, why am I still having trouble seeing things. There are two kinds of floaters--the usual ones that are pieces of the eye lining (something) and calcium particles. Only about 10% of people have the calcium kind and they are usually in only one eye. Being special, I have them in both eyes. She still thinks I'll get so used to them that I won't even see them, but it hasn't happened in the ten or so years that I've had them so far. They are also genetic (sorry girls) but they won't hurt you and won't make you blind. (They just block out some of the letters so you can't see what you are looking at.) The part in the parentheses is my words, not the doc's. I go back in three weeks to get my final prescription for new lenses. Then, on Nov. 2, I see the plastic surgeon to be tested to see if my low lids are affecting my sight.

Janet Markham went with me. She bought us lunch at Ya-Ya's. I ended up with a gyro. Then we went to Menard's to pick up some wood to make a cupboard for one of the bedrooms. Had a full, fun day.

Oh, Lita. I got my horse calendar. Some really outstanding paintings this year.

I've had better week ends

Spent most of two days looking for notes for an article I should have written several weeks ago. Never did find them, so am setting up a second interview. Hard phone calls to make. Then, went out to the car expecting to go to Mickey D's to get supper, turned on the key, and not a sound. Thank goodness for helpful neighbors. Go tomorrow for the 2-week follow-up on my left eye. It has gotten more clear. However, I thought there were no floaters in that one because there were no dark spots. My luck, the ones in that eye are more like cobwebs, so sight still fuzzy much of the time. Heard that there is a procedure to get rid of floaters, but they only do it in extreme cases as it is dangerous and could leave the patient blind. Guess I'll stick with fuzzy for now.