Howdy, howdy Y'all. It feels like I just got home and I'm off again. It's the 23rd of May and I'm heading to Montana with a very early morning, rainy send-off.
Might as well watch something long that I haven't seen before. Dune is it and I have to admit I really liked it. It's certainly set up for a sequel, but aren't most movies these days? A few peeks out the window now and then
Another year in my life has passed by and I'm into my 65th year with all the changes that brings. The "birthday season" is limited this year as we just returned home from Montana and I leave again tomorrow. I'm enjoying each moment, though and thought I'd share some of my joy with y'all.
Mom sent me home with money and I took advantage of shopping with Mister, bringing home a couple of skorts and three shirts. Bring on summer.
The mail has brought some treats -
I FINALLY have another opportunity to meet up with the Red Hat ladies today. Conflicts seem to arise with a regular frequency, but I have high hope for 2023 when my schedule changes a bit. At any rate, today we are meeting at Chocolate Angel High Street, a tea room inside High Street Antiques. It's a delightful place and PACKED. Perhaps, because it is the Saturday before Easter, or perhaps because it's just awesome. Let's find out.
26th - Mom is in the hospital and had open-heart surgery last night. I'm heading to Montana in the wee hours this morning and met up with Jen at the airport. It's nice to have her with me and I'm oh so thankful. Times like this --- I may not be thinking straight, but she's keeping me calm. Up, up, and away.
The Final Day --- Day 4 and I'm feeling each and every one of them this time. Goodness, I've gotten old. Finding my get up and go was the morning task and I'm packed, fed, loaded onto the bus, and ready for today's adventures.
The first stop today is at the Jefferson Memorial. Love, love, love Thomas Jefferson stories. The cornerstone of this memorial was laid by Franklin Delano Roosevelt, President of the United States, 1939.
Day three and I'm starting to feel my age. Goodness, but it didn't seem quite this exhausting five years ago. Silly me. Someday, I'll realize that I'm getting older, but not just yet please. At any rate, by 9 a.m., we are already arriving at our destination. First thing this morning it is the Spy Museum and although I've been twice before, this time it is in an all new building and way bigger. I'm kind of excited. Upon entering, I'm given a new identity -- I am Harlow Santos from Puebla City, Mexico and am a photographer. My mission takes place in Jakarta, Indonesia so I'm to head there for further instructions by using the secret codeword SOUTHPAW.
If that sounds confusing, it is a bit. This place is two journeys in one. It is a museum filled with lots of fun and informative items AND a spy mission that I've been assigned to. Checking out the museum part along the way is fun, BUT we have a limited amount of time here and I'm not sure I can do justice to both.
Day 2 and we are up and moving bright and early. Showers, breakfast, loading busses and by 7:45 we are on our way to Mount Vernon. Some are not quite ready to start the day.
