Sometimes living right next to the airport has its advantages. I woke up a little before 6 this morning and saw son Isaac's plane knife into the clouds. At least I'm assuming it was his plane, if he made it to the airport on time, and it departed on time. He is headed to Saint Thomas, U.S. Virgin Islands for a week with his girlfriend and her mother. They will be staying with the mother's mother - who lives there. It looks like kind of a nice place to live, or even visit.
The boy finished up year two at Anderson U. last week. He came in Saturday night and dumped a pile of stuff in his room. When he gets back he'll be moving to an apartment in Anderson and working full-time doing landscaping. I wish he'd get involved in another band - though I like having his guitar and amp at the church for me to use on Sundays. :) Somewhere he has two or three other guitars though, and I don't believe they are in the pile of stuff in his room. Whatever. Man, it seems like just yesterday big sis was STARTING college. One of these days I am going to be old.
I think we had a nice Mother's Day - even though it was a crappy, rainy day. The boy and the girl and the boyfriend were all in church, and then we had a nice lunch. Of course there was a nap in there in the afternoon. Then everyone went their separate ways - other than m'lady and me, and the dog. He hid behind my chair when it rained - probably so we wouldn't give him another downer pill. The last time (which was also the first time) we gave him one he couldn't walk.
I talked to two people yesterday who had just been to Amsterdam. I thought that was interesting.
Saturday I sold our old riding lawn mower. It was a good mower. I want to use the money to buy something that will honor the memory of the person we got the mower from. It's a long story that I don't really want to go into. Originally I was thinking of an electric guitar.
Yesterday morning I was walking over to the church at 6 am in the rain, and... all of a sudden I noticed someone was walking down the middle of the road. in the rain. with a black hoody on. I was a bit startled, as it was still fairly dark, and we kinda live out in the middle of nowhere. I didn't know whether I should ask if they needed help, or if I should run and hide. So... I just minded my business and unlocked the door and assumed if they needed or wanted something I would find out soon enough. I never saw him again.
Well, I guess it's time to start it all over again. Here we go...
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Amsterdam really is interesting...and not just for the most obvious reasons. I will have to show you the pictures.
I had a most wonderful Mother's Day with my most favorite people in the world...and our mostly quiet dog.
Shelly,
So you have pictures of you buying pot in a coffee shop? Or window shopping? :)
Yeah... I couldn't believe it when I ran into a guy last night who had just come back from there too. He said he stayed on a houseboat right downtown. He said it was incredible.
Pictures would be good.
It's like you said, Dan, one of these days you're going to be old. So... the guy you saw out in the middle of nowhere in the dark at 6am with the black hood... did he have a scythe by chance?
Well, I didn't take pictures of everything!
Haha - I stayed in the Botel too!!
I just cleaned out the junk -- I mean, music -- room at our house and found an assortment of musical instruments that don't look like things I've paid for over the years. Maybe they belong at your house.
Joan,
We could probably go together and have a whale of a garage sale! :)
MR,
I didn't look long enough to see if there was a scythe. But thanks for bringing it up =\
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