Sunday, November 25, 2018

The last Sunday of November 2018

Day 46, "Every picture has a story"
The year is 1977.  Our family had moved to St. Paul in October and really had not had time to settle in BUT we did invite everyone down for the holidays.  AND they came!  Here is Roxanne sleeping, Lisa reading a comic book, Travis and John sitting by Charlie.  As I remember it was a fun, hectic, exciting time for everyone.  We could not keep all the food in our fridge so we walked down the street to friends who allowed us to keep some things there.  There was way too much food, games almost nonstop and of course chatter all the time.  It appears here that it may be the end of the day with everyone except Lisa looking sleepy!  Of course we will take this time of the year to prepare to celebrate the birth of Jesus but also to remember those who are not with us anymore.  Here we see Roxanne who died oh so young and Charlie who is also not with us.  May we take much joy in the coming of Christmas and also comfort in remembering those who are in our memories only.

Terry and I took in a play yesterday afternoon.  The name was, "A Funny Thing Happened on the way to the Forum".  I will not get into any details but it was funny and put on in a way that was unusual.  I did enjoy it but really when I go to those things I realize how uncultured I am.  I am thankful for my upbringing and my farm life but it did NOTHING for a cultured adult life.  If I could name my upbringing I would do it the same way but then MAYBE I would do some things differently as I became an adult.  I said MAYBE.  I am NOT one to wish I could change my past but rather one to look towards the future and do more.  Does that mean more plays?  Well Terry and I will be seeing 5 more this winter and then also will be going to a lecture series on books that we read ahead of time.  I am thinking that by the time spring arrives I will be all caught up with this culture stuff and be normal, maybe!  As I think about it I may have to, someplace, insert an opera in there as I think that is the way John Mouw got cultured but when I think about it I may pass on that one and remain kind of uncultured.

I did play tennis with some of the "in" guys yesterday.  I would say that I held my own and then some.  In the first 45 minutes I and my partner won 6-0 and 3-2.  In the second 45 minutes I and my partner won 6-3 and 3-2.  It was fun to play with some different people and to have success was frosting on the cake so to speak.

Being it is Sunday I splurged and put a bit of Baileys in my FP which always puts it over the top.  Enough.

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