If I didn’t know better, I might think that we have become gadabouts or continuous party goers. And it’s only the beginning of February! It does seem as though many meetings and dinner parties fell in a short period of time and we attended as many as we could. Some were at our house.
Yes, we have been quite busy this past week and had a lot of fun doing it. I have not laughed so much in a long time: the deep down belly laughter that just won’t stop. A proverb says, “laughter doeth good like a medicine,” and if that is true, I’m definitely in good health at the moment.
It began Wednesday evening at choir practice and Bible study when we were discussing whether we were a person of few or many words. Dick told the truth about himself, a man of many words, and I started laughing and couldn’t stop. Not because he told the truth, but because I thought of the complaint he had with his father who could not answer a yes or no question with only yes or no. Anyway, Dick has to some degree become much like his father and that was what struck me so funny.
Parties and more
Thursday evening the writers’ group met here and they are a little more somber though we have great laughs at some of the stories. We mostly stand in admiration on one another’s writings and try to encourage and build each other up. Friday found us at a 70th birthday-dinner party with several couples attending and playing a new game – white elephant. At least it was new to us. I guess this is when you bring an unwanted household item, a ridiculous gift, or something that should have been thrown away. Once again the laughter was wild while Hughie’s jukebox was playing those old familiar tunes in the background that helped make the evening memorable and nostalgic.
laughter was wild while Hughie’s jukebox was playing those old familiar tunes
Saturday morning fourteen men from church came for a special breakfast and I admit, I love fixing breakfast for men. They are so appreciative, are not allergic to anything, if they don’t want or like something they just pass it by, and they drink coffee like it’s going out of style. That was a very special morning. Then Sunday after church some friends took us to brunch at the Hometown Cafe. We did not watch or attend any Super Bowl parties, but rather relaxed with popcorn and finished enjoying a couple of “Scarecrow and Mrs. King” old television shows via netflix in the mail.
Last night we went to Eric’s and Andrea’s for a sing along and Bible study with their family and other friends. That, too, was a special time though I was reminded why I don’t like to go out in a storm. The roads were greasy coming home and I had to try two times to get up the driveway. But we were safe and glad to be home after a lovely evening.
One other high point of the week was with my friend Susan. We have decided to visit the seven Hepburn Libraries of St. Lawrence County and report on them with the goal of maybe encouraging others to utilize and support their local library. You can check out my first report by looking up and liking our facebook page: The Library Ladies. Our first was in Norfolk and this week we are trying to get to Lisbon. The architecture and the history of Mr. Hepburn is a drawing card for these particular libraries. We invite you to follow us around if you want!
Good health
Dick had his six month check-up this morning showing all is well with him. I’m still amazed and grateful that God has given him this new lease on life and that our days are full of love and devotion to each other. We have lots of fun and don’t need a calendar date to tell us to love: Valentine’s Day. We try to show it every day.
Don’t let yesterday take up much of today
I will close with a quote I saw recently from Will Rogers, “Don’t let yesterday take up much of today.” With our active life lately and our determination and promise to love, honor, and obey: I find there isn’t room for worrying or stewing about yesterday. One of the songs we sang last night was “the steadfast love of the Lord never ceases. His mercies never come to an end. They are new every morning, new every morning, great is Thy faithfulness O, Lord. Great is Thy faithfulness.” Each and every day is a new beginning. Yesterday is gone. Live and love today. Sharon