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I went down this morning to get my bi-weekly massage (Thank you, Linda!!!) and her next appointment showed up a little early. In the middle of my massage, there was a knock on the door. He was obviously a new customer … Continue reading
I know I’m starting to slow down on my blog and that’s a shame. I enjoy writing and this is good therapy for me. But my life seems too slow at times and way too fast at others. Just to keep you all updated on what’s going on with us:
Ed continues to improve, gaining strength back after the surgery. Knowing how close he came to a possible stroke, I am amazed at the speed of his recovery. Surgery on Friday afternoon, release from the hospital after lunch on Saturday, breakfast at the Snooty Pig on Sunday morning with Misty, and back to regular activities on Monday, including driving a car. In—credible!
This week has been very, very interesting and I have had a wonderful trip back through memory lane. We are going to pave the parking lot down at the Meadows Building. Since we need more parking, I would like to empty and then tear down the old, tin garage down there. I got a storage building up at Nonnie’s house and we have been going through the old garage, moving stuff I want to keep to the storage building, throwing away the termite-ridden wood, recycling old metal, and dumping what is just totally un-salvageable. My goodness, the things we have found!
An old recipe book of my great-aunt’s, plus her old reading glasses
- A Ford Model A User Manual from the 1920’s
- From the old Meadows Grocery,
- Two old, wooden counters filled with drawers
- two counter stools
- lots of short platforms used as stepping stools and for displaying weekly specials
- a metal Camel display rack
- the old cash register
- two glass display counters
- A multitude of post office boxes, both metal and wood, and customer windows from the old post office in the Meadows Grocery building
- The Admiral refrigerator, the kitchen table, dishes, bowls, and cooking utensils from the Meadows Grocery kitchen
- A wooden trunk full of Nonnie’s toys, journals, and autograph books
- An old cane rocker
- Old hand-woven baskets
- Old bed frames, mattresses & box springs, a dresser and chest of drawers, with personal items and sewing patterns still inside
- Two old sewing machines
- Various tables and chairs from various decades
There are just too many items to remember them all. Unfortunately, most of the wooden items were falling apart, literally, from termite damage but some of the less-damaged items I am going to keep and see if they can be repaired. I can’t believe all the heavy red oak counters are now mostly destroyed. I am just thrilled to have the items worth keeping and will not mourn the ones we have to throw away. I can at least protect the items we have left.
One fond memory, for which I am teased by older family and customers:
I used to sit on the stools behind the check-out counter when I was a little girl and wait for customers. I’m quite sure that Nonnie would put me there to contain me, but I don’t remember that part of it. When a customer would enter, I would smile and say something like, “Hi, my name is Kay. Who are you?”
I may have lost many things, but I still have those two stools. And I think I have that precocious child in me still, even after all these years.
I have decided to write a country song. I don’t think I ever really believed the old songs that talked about the songwriter’s dog dying, the truck being stolen, the house burning down, and the spouse leaving ‘em. I mean, really??? If all that happened to me, I don’t think I would be writing a song about it!
Well, on the other hand, maybe I’ve got my own song to write this week. It might go something like this:
My son’s mad at the world and he won’t call.
Hubby’s been using me for a walking cane, so he won’t fall.
My old dawg quit eatin’ and then she passed.
What a week this has been! Geez, how long can it last?
When I stopped by Mom’s house, I set off the alarm.
The Meadows Building is costing a leg and arm.
Dog Sam has a danged infection; allergies are just that way.
Goat Bob likes to head-butt me and that’s on a good day!
Friday afternoon, to surgery Hubby will go
To fix his pain in the neck … and mine too, you know?
Termites have invaded Mom’s storage barn and garage.
What more can go wrong? Surely, it’s all been a mirage!
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Monday: my weekly singing lesson. I’m getting better and better. I’m practicing the glottal attack now and strengthening my vocal chords. I actually hit high C without going into my head voice. I felt like they could hear me all … Continue reading
What a week! I went back to the dentist to get the old fillings on the left side of my mouth fixed. I didn’t realize just how much they could deaden everything inside your mouth! The inside of my cheek, … Continue reading
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I’ve been receiving Christmas cards addressed to Nonnie. Some are from out-of-town friends who were not contacted in July. I have been sending return Christmas cards from me, informing them of what has happened this year. That has been difficult because I’m never sure how to start the message. How do you tell someone who obviously loved Nonnie that she isn’t here anymore and we didn’t contact them back in July. Continue reading