Last Thursday, Ailene and I went to Rock Hill, with Donnie following us. We chatted all the way, and really enjoyed the company.
Donnie did a good job of keeping up with me. Until I was telling Ailene that once a year I have to go to York Tech, so what did I do but turn into the parking lot of the Baxter Hood Building where I go. Ailene asked if we were late because there were so many cars there, no, it was only 10:45, and the meeting was at 11. Donnie parked and was adjusting his window shades, and as we got out of the car, it dawned on me we were at the wrong building, We needed to go further down Anderson Road to the new government building.
See, I supposedly was the only one of us who bragged about knowing exactly where we were going. Well, my tongue slipped a little as I discovered my error and I apologized, I hollered at Donnie to get back into his truck and proceed to follow me. Anyway, we made it and listened to some of the bills that the legislature had passed, and some that were still on the table. We got back about 3 and I went back to work.
Remember when I asked any of you that wanted to make or buy afghans or throws for my Medi-Home Hospice Christmas box in honor of Regina Denton? Well, Tuesday was my first response to that request. JoAnne Gibson and my niece Terry Horne came in with four beautiful afghans that they crocheted. That was so sweet and wonderful.
The last I heard Regina was back in the hospital, having trouble with her breathing. She needs all your prayers.
Well, I just finished a baby afghan for Monica Montgomery Shad, and have yarn left over, so I guess I’ll get busy and see what I can make. Please help. And we can use hair products, body wash, Kleenex, toothpaste and all that goes with that. scarves, shirts, hats, purses, gloves, coloring books and crayons, word books, etc. Just anything for gifts for the seniors at the nursing homes.
Ideas Do Happen
Roger pressure washed my shop, it looks a lot better. It gets black streaks on it from the trees and makes it look dirty, so now I’ll be bright for a while. I’ve got to touch up some of the paint that came off where it was the dirtiest. Then Roger’s going to put a seal on the top. The last time that was done, I climbed on the roof and did it. I’m glad to have someone else do it for a change.
Then Marvin is going to underpin for me, build a new ramp. Yeah!! It takes a long time for my ideas to happen, but sooner or later. Last, I have a small job for an electrician, but I’ll wait until these guys finish.
Went to Keepsake Jewelers today, it is owned by Anna Lemons. I’ve been trying to buy watchbands for my Timex watches for some time, (at different Walmarts) and never can find one to fit my watches. So when Anna was in the shop the other day I asked her if they had any. And do they! I had a choice of what I wanted. So I got a textured black one and brown one. And had a battery put in, also, cause every time I pushed the button in to light it up, it stayed on about a half second. Phillip said it was dead. I know watches are supposed to be out because everyone tells the time on their phones, but I love watches.
Speaking of phones, Gina says I need to talk on mine a little more, because I have too much money on it, so I called a number that I saw call me. When the girl from the company answered, she asked what I wanted and I told her that she called me and I wanted to know if she wanted to talk to Connie or Timothy Shetley, because that’s who everyone wants on my phone, I have no idea who he is, but for four years lawyers and firms call for him so I do not answer, until yesterday. She wanted to know what my phone number was and I told her I just don’t know because I only use this phone for emergencies. She quoted me a number, which showed up when I called her back, so why did she want me to tell her. She already knew it!!
I have a petition at the shop, and Mert has one, if you want to sign it. It pertains to Debbie Gilchrist who used to work at the Post Office. We thought if the townspeople supported her, then maybe we could write a letter, send all these names and get her job back. It may work and it may not. You don’t know unless you try.
A man suffering from a miserable cold begs his doctor for relief. The doctor prescribes pills. But after a week, the man’s still sick. So the doctor gives him an injection. But that doesn’t help his condition either.
“OK, this is what I want you to do,” says the doctor on the third visit. “Go home and take a hot bath. Then throw open all the windows and stand in the draft.”
“I’ll get pneumonia!” protests the patient.
“I know. That I can cure.”
When a woman in my office became engaged, a colleague offered her some advice, “The first ten years are the hardest,” she said.
“How long have you been married?” I asked.
“Ten years.” she replied.
Well, it’s late again, so I’ll say good night, please call me at 864-545-6652.