What have I been doing?, you asked. It boils down to doing a bit of this and that everyday with no real demands on my time or brain.
Well, we have the usual new people who move into apartments that we have to meet and become acquainted with. As with any such migration, there are those that we enjoy and have more in common with than others. But they are all nice folk and it’s good to have their company.
We’re still down to one elevator which has its downside although we work around it. They haven’t even started working on the malfunctioning one so I don’t know when in the near future it will be operational. I can’t imagine what would happen if the only good elevator shot craps, as it’s been on the fritz from time to time. I could manage to walk one flight of stairs once a day, I think….not really sure how that would be….but there are those living on the 6th floor and that is not an option for them. None is young, and while some are far more physically able than others, it would pose a real nightmare.
I sat outside for a while tonight and visited with Jason and Nellie who always sit quietly side by side holding hands. They are in their late 80s and have been married a very long time. Bob and Anita were there too…they weren’t holding hands but rather engaged in a lively conversation.
I loved The Secret Lives of Bees by Sue Monk Kidd and just finished “The Invention of Wings,” her newest novel that was inspired by the lives of abolitionist Sarah Grimké and her young slave. The setting is in Charleston so I passed it on to my friend, Doris, as I think she would like it. Her daughter lives in Charleston so we talk about that area of the country from time to time over lunch.
I’ve made a slight den in The Little Friend by Donna Tart, author of one of my all-time favorite books, The Goldfinch. In this book, “a nine-year-old boy is found hanging from the branch of a black tupelo tree in his parents’ garden. The sudden, unsolved act of violence - the inexplicable murder of the universally adored young son - becomes the unreferred-to catastrophe which sends a whole extended Baptist family of grandmothers and great-aunts into displacement and grief.”
Standing by, is Tartt’s other book The Secret History and I may jump to it. I think as much as I love Tartt’s style and order of words in spinning her tales, I’m getting a little weary of young boys dying.
So, while trying to keep up with reading, I also have to wander around Netflix to find the next exciting adventure I want to watch. My grand kids, and several younger friends, have long talked about how much they liked Breaking Bad. When the series first started, I watched a couple of episodes and discounted it as another drug deal gone wrong. But, a couple of my friends were over the other day and we talked about it again and since they were so hung up on it, I decided to give it another try. Voila! I liked it and watched all five seasons of 16 episodes each back to back on Netflix. That’s what I did last week. I don’t like watching weekly episodes on TV…at all…and much prefer taking the whole series in one swipe.
They give free manicures here to anyone who wants one every month. I’ve never gone to get one and I doubt there is anyone who needs one more than I. I did take about a dozen pair of reading glasses to Stacy Munson last week for her repair and cleaning. She works at WalMart and once a month they provide eye glass service. It’s very nice.
Sandwiched in with all of that was my 86th birthday which was filled with friends, phone calls, emails and greeting cards to last me forever. It was quiet and very enjoyable. My friend Lynn took me to Longhorn’s for a great steak dinner and my kids did the same the next night. They make great “from scratch” margaritas. It was a good event becoming a year older.
My grandson, Tyler, was here for about 24 hours to attend a friend’s wedding reception. We had a good visit. He never gets to spend much time in Kansas, but that’s okay. He’s doing exemplary work elsewhere. If you scroll down from this entry, you will find pictures of him and his friends on their latest trip to Peru. He has more exciting trips planned for this fall.
This concludes the end of the first year my granddaughter has worked as a developer at Asynchrony in St. Louis. I’m very proud of her. She made a bold move from Dallas, a job and a lot of friends to move to St. Louis a few years ago…where she didn’t know anyone. She’s done very well. Now, I can only hope she works her way west. Wouldn’t it be nice if all my grandkids lived in the Denver/Boulder area? I think so.
And, my grandson Drew, and his constant companion Sarge, just climbed three more peaks in Colorado last weekend. This picture was taken atop Redcloud. He must be close to reaching his goal of climbing all the 14,000 footers in Co. I’m so proud of all my grandchildren.
If you have some spare time when you are in Salina, I’d love to have you stop by to visit and see the Palace. It’s a good place to be.
Thanks for tuning in….