Old School

I woke up in the past this morning and it has made me incredibly happy.

My friend Kay, who I have known forever, sent me a picture she took when we got together the last time I went home.  Dee Dee on the other side of me I’ve known for just about as long.  I met Kay when I was three or so in a little group at First Congregational Church.  She used to look out for me because I was uncomfortable there.  Don’t have any distinct memories of that but I do have emotional ones.  I  associate her, the church and safe like in one little bundle of feelings.

And  come to think of it, she never stopped looking out for me. We hung together a lot in our teens – all three of us.

If I do say so myself we don’t look too bad.  (I won’t tell their ages but you know mine so . . . )

Anyway also heard from another old friend on Facebook.  He was a friend to all three of us.  We used to have a ball together.  We’d play Putt Putt Golf all of the time.

You tend to forget these things.  Always pays to remember the fun you had. Micca, Shadiesha remember that.  Write stuff down.  Take pictures . . .

My memory is for crap.  It is the family joke.  People will say “Remember when . . . ” and I never do.  I was a little unwound in those days.  Never fully present anywhere I was.  Had a whole community of fears, fantasies and follies frolicking about in my head.

Also must say I have done well feeding the troupes so far. (my sons and his out of town guests) Last night I made Sloppy Joes, French Fries, Asian Chicken salad with Vegetables – actually Vivian made that but I’m just saying – and a fruit salad.  Well balanced and enough for everybody.

Not only that I spent around 4 hours yesterday working on The Surprise.  Had 4 people over helping me with that.  I even got my sons and 3 of their friends to help for a little while . . .

Is your girl firing on all cylinders  or what?

Now remember tomorrow is Blogger’s Choice Friday.  I don’t know if everyone is on vacation or what but we came up a little light last week.  So think about something and come strong tomorrow.

No pressure . . . (well maybe a little)  but you know how I am about the progress and  pursuit thing.  Annoying on occasion but typically very productive.

You guys have a great day.

Peace.