Friday, February 6, 2015

It's a neighborly day in this beauty wood...won't you be my neighbor?

It has been a good week. Can't really think of any extra ordinary things that have happened. But. Ordinary things have been enjoyed all week long. Stopped by Paulette's house for a quick visit. Out-of-Town Son spent the night Tuesday night. Always enjoy having any of my kiddos here. Had a good day of staying home and cleaning on Wednesday. Yesterday was filled up with = helping stuff envelopes at church, Bible study, garden club, and falling asleep early on the sofa. I have been doing that every night this week. I think it is the winter hibernation season. When I get still and warm I am a goner. Mr. Macho was sawing logs in his recliner last night, too. We are a pair.

Today was the senior (citizens, not students) Mass and brunch at church. I was one of the co-hostesses. We put up a few valentine decorations and everybody kicked in and helped set up and clean up. It is easy-peasy. And nice. Lots of sweet things to eat. A few good breakfast casseroles. Lots of talking and visiting. And. Today was special. One of our parishioners is a transplant recipient. Eighteen years ago this very day Jack got a new heart. His wife tried to speak to the group and couldn't get through because of emotion. So our priest took her speech and read it for her. Eighteen years ago Jack was almost too old to receive a new heart. But at 3:00 a.m. they got the call and drove to Birmingham. The usual second family wasn't called because he was the only match. (A second family is routinely called in case the first match has a fever or something else that prevents him/her from receiving the donated organ.) So, Jack received the gift of an 18 year old's heart. Though he is much, much older, his heart is only 36 years old. God bless him. And God bless the donor's family for the generous gift of life.

If you are able, be an organ donor. What a heroic thing to do.

Tonight we will attend our little elementary school's draw down. Its a party. We will eat. Drink. Dance. And come home. I will not concern myself with winning the prize. Which happens to be $10,000. We have gotten close before. And let me just tell you. It isn't fun being the runner up. Tonight is about the party. And dancing.

Hoping to find some more adventure this weekend!
Be sweet.

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