Cousins Celebrate After 64 Years

My cousin, Ken, and his wife, Cheryl, arrived Sunday evening. They are on their way to visit their daughter that lives about an hour and one-half from us. They were staying until Tuesday morning and would be traveling down to stay another week or so with their daughter, son-in-law and grand baby. I decided to invite my oldest cousin, Ron, and my brother, Terry, to lunch. Everyone was able to arrange their schedule to make it to lunch.


My grandmother kept her two only grandchildren, at the time, while their mothers worked. So consequently Ron and Ken played together as very young children. Ken was four when his family moved to California. Ron remembers well them playing together, but Ken was just too young to recall their adventures. It has been 64 years since they last saw each other and it was the FIRST time we all had been together, ever. It was really a great day!



Standing is my brother, Terry, on the left, who is the youngest of the group, on the right is my cousin, Ron, who is the oldest. Seated is my cousin, Ken and myself.

It was a really great day. We all had a wonderful time being together. I hope this is the beginning of other reunions.

Happy Anniversary

Today we have celebrated our 41st wedding anniversary. We were VERY young when we married, because we can't be that old! I'm so very thankful for Hubby and our life together.

We had an appointment at the church for photos for the new church directory. We got to preview them and make the selection for the directory. They were all bad. We didn't like ANY of the poses. I suppose we were too critical, but having had our own photo studio for several years we know what good photographs looks like and they didn't look like it. Afterwards we rode down to Peachtree City and ended up having dinner at Ted's Grill. The bison burger was good, we even had french fries.

Thank you for our wonderful together, I love you. I'm so grateful to the Lord for the godly man he sent me. By the way, he gave me a beautiful BIRTHDAY CARD. The verse was wonderful, it just wished me a "Happy Birthday". It cracked me up. Hubby couldn't believe it was a birthday card. He didn't think it was that funny. I suppose I'll get an anniversay card for my birthday.

Yet Another Project Completed

The past three days Hubby has been working on a project at the church. This is part of the 21-day fast our Pastor is calling the church to. The first day was spent building the wall, the second day he and a sweet lady, Debbie painted the first side and this morning we finished the back and ends.

Another Project Marked Off the List

We have been working on this project for weeks. All the boards have been replaced that the squirrels ate. We have finished the painting. All the bird houses have been cleaned and put back up, the rusty heart door knocker has been sanded, painted and back on the door.

Colonial Bird Bottle

Heart Door Knocker

Handmade bird house

The finished project.

We are off to the church this morning to work on a walling wall for the pastor. He is calling the church to a 21-day fast. That should be really interesting for a group of Baptist.

OOPS!

A picture can be worth a thousand words. I missed the last step on the step ladder. I fell holding a full gallon of paint. At $27/gal. (wholesale) I wasn't about to just leave all that paint on the ground, so I scooped it up with my hands and put it back into the bucket. Then I used my paint brush to gets as much of that paint up and managed to paint the corner boards on the workshop. Once again I'm involved in Hubby's project. We are almost finished. Then on to the next project of repairing a cracked board on the middle dormer on the house. I'm not sure how that's going to happen, but it will be very carefully since both of us are afraid of heights.

I was covered in paint! I was literally up to my elbows in paint. My glasses were totally covered in paint, but I did manage to salvage about half of what was on the ground. Then I went straight away (that's English) and rinsed all that stuff with the water hose.

I did land on my hip, but thank the Lord it was my left hip and not on my new crystal hip.

I told you I was KING!

KING OF TIDEWATER

I see you taking my photo! Why won't anyone believe me when I TELL them I'm King of Tidewater? It's nap time and this is one of my many places to nap. I've been to poop and snoop and the grass was WET! What is that all about? I think it rained last night. That's why the grass looks green rather than the brownish it's been lately. Maybe we'll get some more rain this afternoon. We sure need it. I had a puddle to drink out of this morning. I really prefer those puddles to water in a clean dish. I'll always choose the puddle water over the bowl water. It drives my human crazy. Just like I prefer fresh meat to that fake canned stuff, unless it's a sardine. I don't like getting wet and canned fish is the only way I'll get what I really like. I'm sleepy, and I need for my human to cover me up with my blanket, so tootles.

Jury Duty

I have served my civic duty. Three days of sitting, mostly in the jury room. Mid morning the first day the Clerk of the Court started calling names, oh no my name was called. They led 42 of us up to the 4th floor of the courthouse to one of the Superior Court Judge's courtroom. We were questioned 14 at a time, the DA's attorney first, then the attorney for the accused. I figured out I was number 32 on the list and when the two lawyers finally chose a jury I was rejected by the attorney for the accused. I was so relieved. It was an assault and armed robbery case. It was 2:30 p.m. before we were dismissed for the day, but too late to avoid a splitting headache from having missed lunch. Next day we sat for half a day before being dismissed. The third day we sat all. day. long. Twenty were called to hear a civil case. It wasn't long before all returned except for the six chosen for the jury. In the meantime, the people chosen on Monday to hear the assault/armed robbery case returned. Not guilty! The state failed to prove their case. He was guilty, but not enough evidence presented by the state, so they said.

Rumor had it, they were running out of jurors in a murder/death penalty case and we could be carted off up to that Superior Court to be interviewed to serve on that jury. Oh no! I don't want to get on a murder case! Around 4:30 p.m. the lady made an announcement, "you are dismissed for the week, if you need an excuse for your employer, line up at the window, I'll take your name, Mr. Burch will issue the letter." I was out of there like a flash, my employer could care less.

It will be two years before they can call me again. I know it's my civic duty, but it's painful--all that waiting, the questioning, the waiting, rejected, thank goodness, then more waiting and waiting. The murder case is still being heard.