Anyway...I've been driving around with these boxes rattling around. With Daddy being limited in his mobility, I was needing to take some items to the storage unit. So off I drove....happy-go-lucky to the storage unit. I opened the door....no biggie. I grabbed the first box, and not really knowing WHAT was in it, I opened it. And then and there I fell apart. Granddad's silly half-baseball, half-Santa hat with lights on it....then the reindeer ears that Grandma always wore for you kids. And the danged stockings. Love the stockings. But dang.....why do so many memories have to hit me at once?
So as I finished unloading the car, I was boo-hoo-hooing in front of that camera. You know the one....right by the light pole you hit the first day you had your license? (Sorry...hee hee) I couldn't help but think the people reviewing the tape must have thought I was crazy.
When you get here we will go get those boxes and bring them to the house....right now I am doing good to de orate the tree a little each day.
Work is steady busy. Took a day off today because I just couldn't get all the things done that needed to get done....home-wise and daddy-wise. He is not doing much better. I keep volunteering to whack his head with a frying pan, so he could fall asleep and not feel the pain for a while. Interestingly, he is beginning to seem like he wouldn't mind....
Including a few Christmas Tree shots. Do you remember the last Christmas with Pa? I was taking shots of all the ornaments and he just thought I was crazy.....I had a vision.




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