Saturday, April 08, 2006

"If You're Going to Put It In Your Body,

...then don't buy it at the Dollar Store."

These were Gary's words of wisdom for today after tasting the black olives I bought there.

Yes, he got home from Australia safely yesterday, nice to have him back. He's just been told by his boss he has to go to DC for a short trip in the middle of the month, then to Denver late in the month. He's missing the only month we have beautiful weather in Dallas.

A lot of the past week was spent with the details of getting Rachel set up to get on with her life: car, job, apartment. If you're interested in knowing more, check here and here.

Thursday, April 06, 2006

Up On the Hoist, Daddy!

I'm over 50 years old, but today I remembered something I did when I was less than 10. The man who is fixing up Rachel's car needed help with bleeding the brakes and since Rachel was babysitting, I went to the auto shop to help him out. Halfway through the procedure he said, "I'm sending you up on the lift."

My mind flooded with happy memories of running around my dad's garage, watching bubbles in the tank of water to check inner tube repairs, counting plow shares, and getting rides up on the hoist.

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

Your Fat Mama

David called today with questions about our family medical history.

"...So now you understand why I ate everything in sight when I was pregnant with you."

"And I thank you."

Monday, April 03, 2006

Don't Buy Junk Food the health food store. The results are always disappointing.

Sunday, April 02, 2006

Number 10

David called the other night to tell me he now attends one of the top 10 medical schools.

That reminds me. When we lived in Honiara (capital of the Solomon Islands), the hospital was nicknamed Namba Naen (Number 9) from some WWII designation. To make jokes, the Solomon Islanders would call the cemetary Namba Ten.

(OK, not one of my readers knows anything about the Solomon Islands, so you can just ignore the previous paragraph.)