Leaves, leaves, and more leaves. Raking time! Since the weather has been so lovely the past couple of days, with at least two more nice ones to come, I have tackled the annual leaf-raking project EVEN THOUGH all the leaves aren't down yet. My back yard is all fenced in, which requires hauling the leaves to the curb with a sheet. It's a pain if I have to do it all by myself--which I do. Thankfully, the back yard isn't all that big. I'll git 'er done!
Last evening, I was invited to dinner at the home of a couple that leads my Sunday School class. They are interesting people, and I did so enjoy visiting with them. Learning new things about new people is a blessing. They have a whole room in their house dedicated to a manger scene with village. It's HUGE! Lou--the wife--does pysanky art (Ukranian egg decorating), and Vern--the hubby (retired from Public Service Indiana)--has a Harley! Lou and Vern lost their only child to Ataxia Telangiectasia at age 12 back in 1985. (Never heard of it? Neither had I. It is extremely rare, yet two such sufferers attended our church!) Both Lou and Vern have the gift of being able to say just the right things to comfort someone who hurts. It was nice to share the personal side to folks I see every week.
My Social Security came through today, so I headed out to purchase my grandson's birthday presents and get them in the mail for a Saturday delivery. I knew what I wanted. That always helps! I went to Walmart and had just approached a game stand when two managerish-looking guys asked me if I was finding everything okay. I told them what I wanted. They launched into action. They had one item, no problem. The other item, they couldn't find although the computer said they had it. They called the Avon Walmart to see if they had it, determined that they did, and informed me that it would be waiting for me when I got there...and it was! The manager guys shook my hand, wished me Happy Holidays, and disappeared into the sunset. I have NEVER had such wonderful service from Walmart--at either store! Something is afoot, but I like it!
Returning home, I found a box to pack the gifts in, got them wrapped and to the post office before the 1:00 PM collection time. They have been promised for Friday. Since Ryan's birthday isn't until Saturday, even if the gifts are a day late, they'll still get there on time. It kills me to miss the little guy's birthday, but I have to learn to suck these things up. If I had not been brought so heavily into my grandchildren's lives since Day One, maybe I would have a different perspective. Unfortunately, it's still hard to give up control. I haven't seen them since mid-October, with no promise until Christmas. It hurts them and me.
Life goes on. I will be a Salvation Army Doughnut Girl for Veteran's Day tomorrow. Should be fun...although not attractive. (I don't look good in a battle helmet!) Hope the press won't be there!
Love ya!
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