Barbara J. Hamby

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Time Races--Time Changes

This evening we had a wonderful meal at Wu’s Kitchen just across Highway 99 from here. With Floyd’s daughter, granddaughter and grandson, there were five of us. We ordered family style and had a good assortment of oriental food. Having eaten out two nights in a row, I’m spoiled and not ready to cook again.

Our weather is surprisingly mild and I have to keep turning heat on and off in our digs to keep from sweating or shivering, as the temperature varies. I stepped outside and cleaned out a couple of planter boxes this afternoon. Several months ago, the manager sent out a notice that she would pick up any dead plants that were out front, so I moved a couple out there, but they never disappeared. I guess I’ll just plant something colorful to compete with the trees that are starting to flower around here.

Yesterday my son-in-law transferred about 80 pictures from my digital camera to both computers, so they are backed up if one crashes. This old one coughs and sputters, but so far, hasn’t quit. The notebook is newer, but has some annoying idiosyncrasies. I suppose I do, too, but I’ll deny it, if questioned.

This morning a singer I’ve heard several times before entertained us at our monthly musical program next door at Town Hall. She has lost a lot of weight, looks younger and sounds great. She’s been in Nashville and now is trying to raise dollars to finish a ten-song CD for a demo, I believe. She’s a fan of the late Patsy Cline, and sings her songs and others. She also did an original song that I liked very much. She made a big hit with the senior crowd by playing up a couple who celebrated their 62nd wedding anniversary today.

I need some boring quiet days to get some writing done. Maybe tomorrow? We plan to go hear the singer we met New Year’s Eve tomorrow night at the Milwaukie Elks Lodge. The big band she sings with will be playing. If we get there, it should be fun.

Every time we fiddle with the clocks: forward, back, whatever, my body has a harder time adjusting. Even with a short nap today, I’m drooping already