Herself: Today is the busy day and I am skipping swimming. No guilt. I spent long hours confusing folks about the books, and today I get to help set up for the Holiday Bazarr. Bill is giving me a ride to, and G is giving me a ride fro.
Family: Lessa continues her monumental struggle on with math while getting really good grades everywhere else. Lenora has a test for a job interview today. Granddaughter Sahara got her first portfolio to show her work to her new art teacher. I picked up an art history book that brings me into the 21st century. Progress all around.
Over dinner he said, “You want a topic to write about, try nose hair. Ear hair. Eyebrow hair.”
“Ewwww; Nobody wants to read about that.”
“Growing older. All sorts of things happen,” he retorted. “There are these long white hairs growing out of my ears. I never expected that.”
“I lost my eyebrows…at least the far ends,” I said. “The little, tiny, hairs in my nose drive me mad, mad, mad. You can’t just pull them out…that doesn’t work. Now I have that nice little machine that shaves them away and the incredible itches that make me swipe at my nose all day long too.”
“It’s a ticklish situation there.”