Stuff...

It seemed like just a few days ago I Blogged. Then I checked and it was actually two weeks ago. Goodness. Time just keeps moving way too fast. Only proving that old saying that time goes by quicker the older you get. It really does. So, I'll just post a few things that have happened in the last two weeks.

Saturday, May 4th I took two pictures of things that captured my fantasy. The first was my 2015 Christmas poinsettia. It is really starting in turn red. I guess there is enough darkness in the bathroom this time of year that it gives it enough darkness to turn red. I have so very much enjoyed this poinsettia. 

The second was my car. I was running errands at Walmart and when I came out the sun was shining on it and it looked purple to me. It is really Midnight Amethyst but should look purple some of the time. I love when I get a peek of the purple in its color.

Sunday, May 5th, Papa was planning on going to Church. He assured me Saturday he really wanted to go. I called Sunday morning at 7:30am to remind him and be sure we were still a go. He said he did but he was watching a show about the Presidents of the United States. He said he would finish that and then get ready. In my mind and heart I knew this meant I would get to his apartment and he would have forgotten because of his interest in the show. So, I prepared myself mentally and emotionally to deal with that. Then about 8am I receive a call from Papa. He realized this show ran longer than he thought and he really wanted to watch it. Now he wouldn't be going to Church. Okay. I sent Velvett a quick text and ask her if I can pick her up and take her to Church. She was elated. We enjoyed Testimony Meeting and then I took her home and I went to Papa's for a visit. While I was there, the Priests came to administer the Sacrament to Papa. He was very happy to have them come. Such is life with Papa on a Sunday morning. One just rolls with what he is up to.

Monday, May 6th, I was going to the store to purchase Papa's groceries and pulled up to a red light. My peripheral vision caught something and when I focused on it, it was something one doesn't typically see on the streets of Georgetown.

Steve Price is Georgetown's local character. He believes everything should be off-the-grid. This is Steve pulling a cart, that is loaded with lumber, by himself down Broadway, which is a major street in Georgetown. Gotta love his heart. A week before, I was in Kroger getting Papa's groceries. I was in front of the milk cooler and there were some ladies paused there looking at someone, trying to figure out what was happening. It was Steve Price in full winter gear with his old bicycle with him in the store in front of the milk cooler. He was trying to hold up this old bicycle and load it with several gallons of milk. Clearly some residents don't know about Steve and his eccentricities. He is a man with a cause and he does want the world to know and recognize it. He regularly files lawsuits over something others wouldn't even think about and then loses the lawsuit. He is harmless but and avid believer in living off-the-grid.

We are in the Lexington North Stake of the Church. Our stake had a special week of emphasis on taking names to the Temple. Claude and I went over Tuesday night (March 7th) and again Friday morning (March 10th). Claude would go back on Saturday but I had another meeting in the morning and then needed to spend time with Papa. Friday, after finishing at the Temple, Claude and I went to Red Robin for some lunch before heading home. The Louisville Temple is actually in Crestwood, Kentucky and about 1 1/2 hours away from our home. Claude ordered a burger which comes with 'bottomless fries'. They brought his meal and the presentation was lovely. As Claude got near the end of his little container of fries, he picked up the container to pour the remaining fries on the plate. Surprise. This is what the 'bottomless' fries container looked like. Claude said, "Now I understand why they call it bottomless!" Bwha-ha-ha!!

I was fascinated with the wall decor behind me. It was a set of four pictures made with rubix cubes that were turned to make their portion of each picture. The pictures were each 5 rubix cubes by 5 rubix cubes. I was impressed with someone doing that and thought it was quite cute.

Sunday, March 12th, was Daylight Savings Time change...Spring Forward as it were. Claude changed our clocks and we headed to bed early so our poor aging bodies might adjust more quickly to this hour difference. I truly appreciated my new car and the ease with which one can change the time in it. We were also happy that we got Claude to the airport on time for his flight to Washington, DC. He would be there through Wednesday at a National League of Cities event. The forecast was for a blizzard to dump a potential foot of snow while he was there. He was fortunate that it only dropped 4-5 inches. The people further north were not so fortunate. Sunday evening I prepared four Institute lessons. Yeah me!!

Sunday I also took Velvett to Church again. When I took her home, she asked me to wait in the car and she went in to get a gift for Claude. Several weeks ago, Claude was interviewed by Velvett's grandson, Paxton. He had a major project to accomplish in school. One of the things he had to do was interview someone in the military or in the government. Since Velvett knew Claude was Mayor of Sadieville, they asked if Paxton could interview Claude. Claude went to the Church on his way to Frankfort and Paxton interviewed him there. Paxton was so very happy about all of this. He took a picture of him and Claude together and put it in the center of his project board. The end result of all Paxton's study and his interview and his presentation with his project board was an outstanding grade. Paxton and his mother, Silver, made Claude a thank you gift and that was what Velvett was bringing to me in the car. I assured her I would give it to Claude when he returned that Wednesday. I took it home and took a picture of it and sent it to Claude. He was blown away by it. He posted the picture on Facebook with this comment: "Not long ago I was interviewed by young Paxton Owens, a 5th grade student at Northern Elementary. This kindness by him, and his classmates and teacher is a result of that great experience. Better than a paycheck..." 

Tuesday, March 14th, was repair day for Claude and me. Somewhere in living life, our bed broke. Well, the bed itself was okay but the mechanics under it that let you raise and lower the head and feet was completely broken. It was literally in pieces under the bed. We figure this could have happened with Miss Bailey who loves that bed when she visits or it could have happened when we had the upstairs carpeted and it was moved around for the carpet layers. Claude saved the pieces and checked to see if it was under warranty. It was and the lady he spoke with knew immediately what the problem was without him even explaining a lot. She told him they would mail a replacement piece that 'absolutely anyone' could install. Then we would mail the broken one back to her and they would pay the postage. The new part came while Claude was in Washington, DC. We paused on the 14th to work together to fix the bed. It required our moving the mattress off the bed and leaning it against the dresser. Then we lifted the board that supports the mattress which has the framework and mechanics for the bed attacked to the bottom side. It was a good thing there was two of us to do this. Claude had jokingly, at least I believe it was jokingly, asked me while in DC if I had fixed the bed yet! No, I had not. But together we managed to maneuver everything and get the new piece in place and the broken part in the box. It was true, 'anyone' could have fixed this. However, it really takes two 'anyones' to maneuver all that heavy bed stuff.

Thursday the 16th of March Claude received in the mail a new 'thing' to add to his Jeep. His previous Jeep had a spare tire cover that simply said "Jeep" in big letters. This time he found one with a compass and I must admit he did a fine job of picking out something very nice.

We have had two of our four March Birthday's so far in March. Aubrey Anne and Andie. Since Aubrey is in Michigan, we didn't get to see her, but we were able to hoof it over to LaGrange to help Andie celebrate. We actually took charge of shuttling the Mini's to their events and then picking up dinner on the way home. This gave Andie two whole hours to herself. We even got a haircut done for her before dinner. Hayden had a movie he wanted the family to see so we all watched Moana together. Cute movie. We purchased an ice cream cake from Dairy Queen for dessert. It was a lovely afternoon and evening. With the exception of getting dinner.

Andie wanted Big R Barbeque for her birthday dinner. We all love their barbeque. I called ahead and ordered 12 smoked wings, a family pack of ribs with two sides and a family pack of brisket with three side and a package of burger buns. We got to Big R's and Hayden went in with me to pick up the order. They were bringing it to the counter right after I paid. Hayden took the heavy bag and I took the other two bags and away we went to the Marx home. Claude and I started to set up the island in the kitchen so everyone could serve themselves. Claude looked at me and asked where the wings were. Hmmmm...no wings. I called Big R's and explained and she was immediately apologizing. They found the wings right after I left. I assured her we would be back to pick them up. Claude drove back and I cut Andie's hair. When he got back we set the wings on the island with the rest of the food only to realize the rolls were not there. Goodness!! We did not go back for the rolls. The food was great as usual and I really don't think we have ever had that much trouble getting the entire food order.

While we were waiting to watch the movie, Hayden had the theme song playing on the DVD. He had Percy in his lap and was moving his arms to the music like he was dancing. These cats are something to behold. Percy was so patient with Hayden. Even when Hayden started to tickle him under his arms. Percy never flinched at all. We were in stitches.

This is Bailey singing Happy Birthday to her mom before we had cake. The kids is all action.

That brings us to today. Whew! Life is good. Really, Really it is!