Memories

Here we are, it's Saturday, my only day off this week.  9am, it's nearly 100 degrees out there already, thank goodness Sadie woke me up for an early morning walk!!  Much as I'd rather sleep in, I also know that I need that morning walk to jumpstart my day.

A day full of chores, and a lot of introspection lately.  I started a family history page and devoted my summer to making a post every day using old photos from slides and writing a little bit about who we were, what was going on, things like that.  Mostly because I needed a project because I can't be outdoors in this summer heat.  And I needed something that was cheap.  At the same time, I'm posting old black and white photos that I've accumulated over the years of family.  Some I know who they are, others ....  I'm just hoping someone in the family chimes in and gives me a hint if they know anything about the photo at all.



I recently posted this photo of my Dad.  He's probably 17 or 18, and I think the lock of hair on his brow gives him an Elvis kind of look!  It's a fun picture for me, because I always remember my dad bald on top, with the ruffle of hair around the sides.

What I didn't know about the photo is he's sitting on the bridge that leads from Alvarado to Oslo, MN.  And that my mom still carries this picture in her wallet, 60+ years later!!!!

We all get busy with our lives, going about the day to day, and we sometimes forget in the busy-ness that it's the people in our lives in the here and now that are important.

Once they're gone, you only have memories.  And as time passes, there are fewer people who share those memories.  
Make wonderful memories!
every single day.

Milestones

As we get older, it feels as if the "milestones" we looked forward to are fewer and further between!  Turning 5, 10, 21.  Elementary school, Jr High, High School, College.  Marriage.  Kids.  Well, you get the picture!

Today, for me, is another measurable milestone.  It speaks of my ability to endure stupidity on many levels, my ability to be "grace under pressure", to work harder and faster each day - never getting enough done - only to go back and repeat the next day.  Yes, it's a work anniversary.  17 years with my BigBox Store!  *whew*

What started out as a part time overnight just-for-the-summer job to earn money to pay back and debt to the IRS ($800), has turned into a career.  Sort of.  I've climbed the "hourly ladder" as high as it can go, and have turned down every attempt to get me to join management.  And after this long, I'm certain that's been a wise decision on my part.   I enjoy the actual facets of my job; I just dislike the management portion that gets shoved my way.  I like the people I work with ... in the casual "hey, how's it going" kind of thing.  But when it comes down to the nitty gritty, they're all so young and seem to have a "momma will clean up after me" attitude.   I'm betting they still live at home!  ha!

So here's to another few years until the next big milestone:  Retirement!!

3268 Days ... And Counting!!