Headed to Alta and Cherokee

 Sow morning.  I'm trying to catch up on my blog.  Denny is heading to Rodd's.  Rodd texted first last night.  Then to Bob's to put the tent away.  and hopefully to oCherokee for the boys' soccer.  Fun day ahead!! I'm headed to Alta, the get the boys at school.  kDo a Tate test on French fries and then soccer.

Pickleball at 6

Church and SS.  I played PB at 5:30n and afterwards Denny met me at Knops/.    Great to visit around their fire with Bergmans.  Beautiful moon!!

 

Football rained out

 We had planned to watch Jack in Cherokee.  We stopped at Tiefentalers to bet steaks for when we have Mike and Brenda over and brats for tomorrow night.  We went to the field, but when It was canceled we went to Cooks.  The boys were putting together a tough puzzle.  Snf riding the go-cart.  So fun.  We stopped in Holstein for groceries.  

Rainy day, but when Lahn Garden party .... NO RAIN!!!  Thank you Jesus.   We picked up Laura and took her to Paulsruds.  On the way home we texted and Nishhamura's and Nikki came for supper.  Such a great night of visiting.  

Happy Birthday Craig, yesterday!!!

There comes a time when you finally stop arguing with the mirror.  You stop counting the gray hairs and the wrinkles, stop worrying about the extra pounds around the middle, the scars that never quite faded, and all those little imperfections you once thought needed explaining.  And you realize something.  This body has carried you a long way.  These feet have walked beaches and hospital hallways, dance floors and funeral homes. These hands have held babies, steering wheels, cold beers, fishing poles, and the hands of people we weren’t ready to lose.  These eyes have watched sunsets that made us believe in something bigger. They’ve cried tears nobody saw. They’ve squinted into morning sunlight after nights we probably shouldn’t have survived.  And that heart?  That old battered thing has been broken, patched up, broken again, and somehow still keeps beating.  So maybe the goal was never to stay young.  Maybe the goal was to get used up. To spend ourselves on love and laughter. To collect scars and stories. To wear a few wrinkles around our eyes because we laughed hard enough to earn them.  We’ve been sold this strange idea that we’re supposed to spend our lives trying to look like we haven’t lived one.  Forget that.  Let the sun put another line on your face.  Let the years silver your hair.  Wear the swimsuit.  Take off your shirt.Dance barefoot.  Order dessert.  Jump in the ocean.  Kiss somebody like the ferry leaves in five minutes.  Because someday, sooner than any of us would like to admit, we’d give almost anything for one more ordinary Tuesday inside this imperfect body.  One more sunrise.  One more swim.  One more song on the radio with the windows down.  One more chance to tell somebody, “I love you.”  So love the skin you’re in.  Not because it’s perfect.  Because it’s yours.  Because every scar is a latitude and every wrinkle a longitude, and together they make the map of everywhere you’ve been.  And somewhere between the mistakes, the heartbreaks, the sunburns, the celebrations, the people who stayed, and the ones who sailed away, something beautiful happened.  You became you.  So pour something cold.  Find a patch of sunshine.  Turn the music up a little louder than necessary.  And raise a glass to the face staring back at you in the mirror.  It’s been one hell of a voyage.  And you’re still here.  That’s worth celebrating.

Denny was having his watch alarm him about fast heart rate about every 15 minutes.  Uffda!!!  Don't want anything to happen. to him.  He got bad news that won something was sent to Rodd which will put back working on it.  Bummer.!!!

Carroll with Gail

 Devo shower, I left about 8:15 to head to Carroll to get the Prius serviced.  Gail joined me there and we went thrifting.  We ate Chinese at Hunan's. With Spanish speaking staff.  One more thrift store and then she headed back to Atlantic to go dancing inCreston tonight.  I headed home.  Denny is at Rods's spraying off the engine.  Lord, guide our day.  Bob P needs help to put up the big tent.  Mandy and Kelsey were both in the Dementian walk soon Saturday in Storm Lake.    I need time with my sisters.  Denny went to Rodds.  After we got home we went to Paulsruds and helped put up the tent.  

OGT

 I headed into IG for OGT and volunteered there for the morning.  I got some pictures made at the courier and spent the afternoon putting together an elephant area on an end table in the living room.  I stained the frames and put pictures in.  It also made my day when I put brown paint on the 2 water spot damaged dressers in the basement.

Alta and Soccer

 I was up for devo and shower and was in Alta by 7:15.  Diane and her husband brought 2 van loads from Cherokee.  They were happy to see another pair of hands to move bags and boxes into the store.  I carried in boxes of household and stacked them.  Then I worked with Linda and sorted bags of clothing into summer/ winter/ household.  Lots of bags.  Around 11:15 I asked Eve if she wanted to eat lunch little early.  It was good to visit about my family and hers.  I decided to buy a stand for the electric skillet on the porch next summer.   Hopefully it will work.  There was no golf today, but I had arranged to meet with Jenn for her to buy 4 Iris rhymes.  Jen G. came to the OB and she bought 4 resoles for $7 each and she bought the bouquet I made for the golf doorprize.  YES!!! more (flower) drug money for me.  Jenn and I walked around OB and she bought a couple of things.  When I got home I sorted things I got and made supper/late afternoon for us.