Day Seventy Four

Shelby and Elijah picked a bouquet of buttercups in my backyard last week to give to their mom. But they ended up leaving it here. It was a touch of spring in the house and sat on the coffee table until today when I finally conceded that it had seen better days and was time to go. Oh well. Spring will really be here very soon. Definitely something to look forward to.

Day Seventy Three

Rain-soaked lunch time. The golden arches beckon on a Saturday in Cookeville. Southern style chicken sandwiches and diet Coke. Burgers at fast food places are starting to gross me out. Is it really beef? Is it cardboard? Maybe compressed sawdust? I just don't know any more.

Day Seventy Two

The stairs at Granny's house are a big draw for Elijah. Always have been. The first thing he did when he learned to crawl was head for the stairs. At that point, I had to block them off with a big poster frame across one of the lower steps. These days, he loves to throw or roll stuff down the stairs (then tells me to go get it!). So upstairs downstairs we go. Great kid. Fun stuff.

Day Seventy One

Today is my little sister Ann's 50th birthday. Here she is back in 1959 with me holding her. I had just turned six years old and was thrilled to have a baby sister. We've shared lots of good times and hard times through the years. Here's wishing you a happy day and a happy life! Love you much!!

Day Seventy

Here's my Partner in Pain--my sister, Jane. We've been doing aerobics for twenty years now. She has no trouble weilding those ten pounders. I'm stuck on the six pounders. We attend Cardio-Sculpt class Mondays and Wednesdays, 4:15 to 5:15. She's much more dedicated than I am. I don't need much of an excuse to ditch class, but she keeps me going when I'd just as soon hang up my six pounders and call it quits. Hang in there, sis! I will, too.