Our Thanksgiving still has not taken place.
Biff and his brood mostly stay confined to their room -
even when they are well.
Richard and I both went to church yesterday -
though he should have stayed home.
Jaime spent her dinner with some members of
our ward and brought home left overs - so that was nice.
She left the next day to spend her weekend with
some high school buddies.
I am so grateful that she was able
to enjoy her holiday.
I was feeling fine when I woke up on Tuesday. I don’t know what I had encountered before noon, but I had a throbbing headache just after 12:00. Probably Richard and I should have not gone to the temple, but we did. We left the house before 1:00 but did not get to Central Point until 2:40. Traffic was horrible. It doesn’t take that long to get to Ashland.
We were signed up for the 3:00 session. Just
after 5:00 we were on our way to Ashland to pick up Jaime. We met her at a 7-11 and I had gone inside to
get something for my headache. Richard
and Ally got sick first and then Biff and then me and Clair – I think Clair
may have been hit the hardest. She looks
terrible.
Jaime has spent many a Thanksgivings
feeling sick. Ironically, she is the
only one who is well. None of the rest
of us even want to eat – let alone a
feast. Biff made chicken soup and I took
Jaime to a friend in the ward so that she could have a real Thanksgiving – not just
dinner but in the presence of company that give reason to thank.
Meanwhile there is a turkey, yams and
pies waiting to be had. Maybe early in December?
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Tomorrow is Thanksgiving
and our household is sick.
Jaime has returned for four days.
Fortunately she will be with friends
for three of them.
I need to be well by Sunday
for I am scheduled to teach RS.
This is us at Stewart Park. I find it interesting that there are only five ducks and no pigeons.
First it was my feet
Then it was my ears
And now my left arm?
Why not both arms?
Why does my left arm
feel
like it’s caught
in
a draft?
What
is up with that?
Seriously.
It’s
as if I have no blood flow.
Why
is my arm always cold?
I had three layers on my arm this morning!
My
right arm seems okay.
Perhaps my left arm just
doesn't get enough exercise
When we lived in West Valley
I
rarely used covers at night
Maybe
10 times a year
Maybe
Even
after we moved here
And
I would fall asleep on
The
recliner,
Richard
would cover me
But
the covers would come off
Long
before morning
And
then we moved into a
Different
house
And
suddenly my toes were always
Cold
And
so I would keep them
Covered
But
lately it seems like I
Am
covering all of me.
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I
think the earth is spinning
Nearer
to the sun and then
To
the other extreme
So
far away from the sun that
Its
always cold
Hard
to imagine that just over
six
weeks ago I was complaining
about
the heat.
Ten
weeks ago it was in the
Three
digits in California
We
had moved to Oregon for
The
constancy – which
We
have never had.
I
don’t want three
digits and
Then
near freezing (or
Below
freezing)
At
this point I don’t
Think
it even matters
In
what state or nation
Autumn
is still producing
Gorgeous
colors
That’s nice.
There’s a perk.
When Steven was in his senior year of high school he had the opportunity of going back to New York with the high school drama department. My mom and dad also took the opportunity of going as there was a need for chaperones. I don’t recall how much the trip costs or how many plays they were scheduled to see.
First two pics are of Shelly and Me at a picnic area off pioneer village. The other two were taken upon the return of the rest of our family.
