As I have been cleaning out all the shelves in the house full of all the junk you don’t throw away because someone might want it, (of course nobody wants it) the thing I have avoided ( and I bet you do too) is the pictures.  People used to take pictures.  Now all of them are on our phones.

I wonder why my mom, my grandmother, my aunts, didn’t write the name of the people in the pictures.  There are some of my great grandmother--I just happen to know what she looked like.  So I have put names on some of them.  But every time I start writing names on pictures, I don’t get very far before I give up.  Someday someone will throw them all out anyway.  Pictures you can hold and touch aren’t popular anymore.  We carry them around with us on our phones so we can show everyone how cute our grandchildren are.  And we can hit a button and send them to anyone we want to.

But I guess I am old school.  I like to touch them.  I found a picture in the stack of Ken and me that was taken a month after we were married. It is so cute.  We were so young.  It was taken by chance by a professional photographer at a squadron awards ceremony.  I framed it and set in here by my chair so I could look at it and remember.  It makes me happy.  A picture on my phone can’t do that.

 

I don’t get mad very easily---I always figure that people are just having a bad day.  But last Friday I made an appointment with the Lincoln service department to check my air conditioner...it needed freon.  They said to have it there by 8:30 Tuesday.  It’s now 1:30 and they  texted me to say it would be 24 to 48 hours before it would be ready.  And....they would call to give me a price before they did anything.

I am totally upset.  Why have it there at 8:30 in the morning?  And not get it back before tomorrow.  My plan is to either go get it and never darken their doors again, or suck it up and let them walk all over me.

Two days without a car is impossible.

I think I better go get my Bible and read the Psalms for a while and calm myself down.  

I went to breakfast with Ann this morning--as usual on Friday mornings--and ate an entire meal for the first time in a long time.  I-Hops, eggs Benedict.  It was really good.  Then I got my hair done for the first time in weeks.  I feel like a new woman.

I am going to keep the trend up and go to get a hamburger and fries.  I’ve lost 25 pounds and I was at normal weight when all of this started.  I am doing the opposite of most people--I’m trying to gain weight now.  It’s harder than losing it.  I’ve never been in this position before.  Bring on the fat!!

I wish I had never moved to Edmond.  All my friends are in Pryor.  I have two friends here--thank God.  But my girls wanted me to move here so they could take care of me.  However--I rarely see them.  They both have full time jobs.  What I miss--is that in Pryor, everyone knew me.  And had known me for a zillion years.  I didn’t have to prove anything. It just made life easier.  Sally has moved back to Oklahoma.  She feels the same way.  We both just want to go home.

I haven’t been able to pull myself away from the gymnasts in the Olympics.  Gold again...so thrilling to watch Simone Byles.

I probably spelled her name wrong?

Everything here is so dry.  My yard looks like dry wheat.  Even when it rains it doesn’t seem to help because it is so hot.

Do you remember Ernie Pyle?  The war correspondent in World War II.  Most of you aren’t old enough?  Anyway I am reading a book he wrote as he moved through Italy with the ground troops.  It is so interesting and so tragic.  I have no idea why people want power so badly that they are willing to sacrifice so many lives.

Why can’t people live in peace.  I don’t get it.

Wednesday.  I’m going to edit today.  The publisher wants me to do a book on the Vietnam era.  Truly a horrible war.  We had no real reason to be there, and so many young men died.

Ken only got hit once.  He took a 50 milimeter through the cockpit--which looked like smoke when the canopy  disintegrated.  He said he leaned forward to pull back on the stick or it would have cleaned the earwax out of both ears.

Sounds like something he would say.  The only other bad thing he had was being burned all over when he was doing his post flight check.  The plane had been shut down, but as he walked around the tail, the plane “belched” fire and he got it.  They threw him in water which probably saved his life.  Almost 60 years ago, but some memories don’t fade.  I thank God he made it home.  So many didn’t.

I walked around the block again at 7 this morning.  As long as I do that I give myself a pass for the rest of the day to sit and watch TV.  I don’t actually do that, but I could if I wanted to!!!

I have been watching the Olympics.  The men’s gymnastics has been obscured by the women’s team for so long that it was exciting to see them medal.

The newspaper is the most exciting event of most days.  But they have a new crossword person who likes to ask for the name of current figures in movies etc.  That really isn’t fair.  Who cares.  I need real stars like John Wayne, Heady Lamarr, Bette Davis, etc.

It’s no fun anyway when they ask for names instead ideas and definitions.  But it still gets me out of my chair to go outside and get the newspaper.  Unless it’s raining...then it’s a toss up.

Yesterday’s lesson was about Deborah.  A female Judge for Israel.  Obviously she was before her time.  Being a female “anything” during those times (and these times) was a rare occurrence.  She sent the Israel army to fight a group that was much larger than they were. Also the enemy had chariots.  And she went with them to be visible as the appointed voice of God.  They won the battle.

I read in the newspaper a few weeks ago that one of the largest denominations in America was going to make a rule that a woman can’t pastor any of their churches.  I’m sure that will cause a split--especially among predominantly black congregations since many of their pastors are female.

I can’t imagine what higher boards of denominations are afraid of--that women are a threat???  There were four different female judges over Israel back then.  They survived it!!