One of the first columns I wrote was about my husband and his love of kitchen gadgets. He hasn't changed his ways.
I killed my cell phone (it was a dumb phone) by washing it in the washing machine. It was in my pants pocket, and I forgot. The bad thing is this is the second time that I have done that.
I was on the phone with my sister this week. We usually talk at least once a week unless either of us feels very strongly about a Jeopardy question or answer and has to call the other about it. Then we talk more often. We especially like to brag if we knew final Jeopardy and none of the contestants knew it.
I am sure most of you saw the picture in The Covington News of the large tree limb which fell into Floyd Street recently. The limb is gone and so is the tree and another large tree that was in the same yard. Every time I drive down Floyd Street and pass where those trees were I get a jolt. It just doesn't look right. It's like buying a new piece of furniture. Every time you enter the room that piece of furniture jumps out at you. The empty space where those trees were just jumps out at ...
I have a picture that sits on a dresser in my bedroom that no one ever sees. It serves as the repository for odd socks. When I am folding laundry and if I find an odd sock, it goes over the picture. Sometimes, I actually find matches in the socks hung over the picture frame.
My younger Macon granddaughter spent the week with me. It was exhausting for both of us. She had to be across the road from Parkview High School at 8 a.m. each morning. My alarm went off at 6 a.m. and I woke my granddaughter 15 minutes later. The 15 minutes gave me time to get the paper, drink a cup of tea and read the headlines.
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My two weeks of grandchildren-sitting are over. I have about gotten my house back in order.
My Macon granddaughters are still with me this week. This week they and my two Covington granddaughters are attending Art Camp on the square at the Southern Heartland Gallery.
Editor's note: Due to weather forecasts, Covington's Fourth of July celebration will take place on Saturday, July 6, this year.
Atlanta will host the Summer 2013 North American Bridge Championships Aug. 1-11 at the Hyatt Regency, 265 Peachtree St. It has been awhile since Atlanta has hosted a national tournament. Most of the big names in American and international bridge circles will be there.
My sister is having some renovations done to her house and is momentarily out of bathrooms. So she has been staying with me intermittently.
My sister and I recently went to see the "Manifold Greatness" exhibit at the Nancy Guinn Library in Conyers. The exhibit celebrates the 400th anniversary of the King James Version of the Bible, first printed in 1611.
I have been working in the yard for the last week or two. All I want to do is get the weeds out of my flower beds.
I sometimes wonder how my husband and I can have such diametrically opposite opinions and still have remained married for nearly half a century. I am sure many of you who know us wonder, too.
In just a few days, the school year for Newton County children will be over. We'll see pictures of them rushing out of the schools' doors, cheering.
I try to walk at least five days or more a week for close to an hour.
I wrote a column not too long ago bemoaning the fact that my grandchildren were growing up. Well, I have more proof.
Since I last wrote a column about my husband's cabin, he has made additions.
My husband gave me an e-reader more than 15 months ago. I was surprised. I had not asked for one, but he thought I would enjoy it.
I suppose it is never a normal spring. But it does seem like we have gotten more rain than usual this spring. Not that there is anything wrong with that as Seinfeld would say. I am sure we will be hearing dire predictions of drought soon enough, and all the rain we have had lately will be forgotten.
My husband and I have lived where we are now living for more than 40 years. More than half my life.