Sunday, April 18, 2010

Steel Pennies Poster

My parents sent us money for Christmas, and one of the things that Dave suggested we do with it was have a poster framed; the poster was for the Grand Lake Bluegrass Festival and our band, Steel Pennies, was listed on the poster. So that's what we did.

Then, once we had the framed poster back, Dave wanted to take a picture to send to my parents. So, he took the picture of me and then it languished in the camera for two and a half months. It's the story of my life--I never have time.

But last week, I had time. I printed out the picture--a big one on regular paper and a smaller one on photo paper, and I mailed it off to my mom and dad. Then I promptly forgot about it until yesterday when I called home and my mother exclaimed--"We got the picture!" They were puzzled as to what I was sending them and then were delighted when they opened it up. It was pretty fun.

My Sister and I

Here are my sister, Leslie, and I. My mom gave me this picture a few years ago when I was home. I don't know if Leslie knows I have it. I sent it to her in an email today with the subject line: Those Were the Days!

When I showed this picture to Dave, he asked, "Who are those two little knuckleheads?"

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Dave and Hudson

David emailed me this picture last night of he and his dad, and I liked it so much, I thought I would post it to my blog. Hudson looks like a true salesman. David looks like a doll!

Sunday, April 11, 2010

Here We Go with Gardening Season 2010

Well, we are off. Gardening has officially begun at our house. I pretended that I was going to rototill, so Dave went out and did it. I did work out there clearing the perennial beds the whole time so that I wouldn't feel guilty about him working so hard.

There's a lot to do. I will plant the first of my seeds tomorrow.

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Mail Call

So, the Postal Service announced this week that they are trying to eliminate Saturday mail delivery--something that has been rumored for the last year. The article in the newspaper made me think about how our mail has changed over the last years.

When we lived in Germany, the daily mail distribution was a big event. We couldn't wait to get letters from home. Mail call was like opening a lottery ticket. And since we were young and unjaded, we opened the ticket with full expectations of winning the grand prize.

David still checks the mail first thing when he gets home from work. I think this is a leftover habit from being in the Army. I pointed out recently to him (after the sans Saturday delivery announcement) that we never get anything good in the mail. Any money that we might receive like a tax refund or an insurance payout is directly deposited into our bank account. That leaves us with bills and junk mail. I have just eliminated the bills--signed up for paperless bill for all of our utility, insurance, and phone accounts. So, I suppose all of our future mail will be junk mail.

We used to get a lot of magazines, but we discontinued most of the subscriptions because we just don't have time to read them. That's why so many magazines went under--because we stopped subscribing.

Yes, the world has changed.