- We are off. Out. We have the morning together, Grumpy needs a run, and my camera’s batteries are charged. What more could one want. There’s an estate sale in the Point, I need new black shoes, and the sun is out. How could it get better.
- It’s time for birthday’s too. Kay, who went to college with me the first time around, is 39 again. Both she and I are kindred spirits separated by much of a state. She’s a children’s librarian who’s always worked part time in a book store also, raised two kids, and raised goats long, long ago, been brave and published far more books than I, with her husband loves trains and travel as much as the two of us, and frankly I’m honored to know this brilliant lady. Happy Birthday Kay.
- You would be proud of me. I’m well into my second big box of family picture scanning. It seems to be a mix of 1970s and 80s images in a box marked 1984. It’s certainly not boring. Check those hair styles out. Did I mention the padded shoulders. I was a failure at the shoulder pads, but I was certainly guilty of the big hair syndrome. I’m getting my shoulder length hair cut this week. Not even middle sized hair this time, I think I’ll go shorter. We will see. With the ophthalmologists decree that I wear hats all the time, I’ll be living with squished flat hair. That isn’t flattering even for around the house…did I say something about flat heads. I was thinking that maybe shorter hair can be fluffed up a bit.
February 4, 2012
Up and Out
· We got up at dawn to drive forever north for breakfast. Grandson Alex’s girlfriend believe’s in family. She believes th...