Just a Couple More...

Just a couple more images of my Atlanta trip. I stayed on the twenty second floor of the joint. I had a beautiful view of the city. The other image is the city outside my window at night. I am glad I could not get he sliding door open that would have just been too spooky. Anyway the hotel was great, it’s employees were more then great and worth every nickel I tipped them. I am sure I did not tip enough—I really do not have that kind o experience—but they were too classy to let me know if I had not tipped enough.

But the world is getting back to normal, it’s great to have a weekend with nothing , well sort of nothing, to really let a person know how great it is to be home, in familiar surroundings with people you love. We have just been hanging round cleaning out the garage and working in the yard. Dianne was able to me a path back into my work shop, where I try to make my “sticks.” This was a major task. I have not been in my garage for a couple of years. Dianne worked on the project all day until the daylight left. We still have work to do but I can at least access my shop and tools. Actually, I have to find my tool now. They are all over the place but they have to be in there somewhere.

Oh yeah I kinda forgot, remember when I said it was great to have noting going on, well I forgot it’s Mother’s Day today. Remember my mom is 90+ years old and I am the kid in the chair who can not get into her place unassisted. Dianne cannot get me up the steps to her house. I have not heard if my brother was going down to Sanatquin so I will not see her. The best I can do is call her. I have tried once today but just got her answering machine. I’ll keep trying and I will eventually get her. Mom says she doe not want gifts anymore. She does not have anywhere to keep them and feel the gifts are just more things that survivors have to cope with when she passes. Even cards I do not think she wants since she has sent all the letters and cards I have sent her over my lifetime with her…twice. So I do not known what to do. I well make some phone calls and all she will be happy. I am one of ten kids and hopefully they will keep mom busy until I can get through—Almost a perfect weekend.