C'est moi.
Had a quiet evening at home. Spoke with my contractor and we are getting together in a week to go over plans. I am both dreading and looking forward to that. I will go by what he wants to do. We spoke briefly yesterday and he had some good ideas. I am thinking of having the bathroom tub turned into a stall shower, something befitting my senior status. Like I say, we will talk. And then he can speak with the financial guy and we can take it from there.
Tomorrow is a big donors' dinner on campus. They are setting up huge tents in the shadow of Beaumont Tower. Business casual is the attire. Looks like a an enjoyable evening. The food sounds splendid. Additionally Saturday is the big rivalry football game MSU/UM. The students are guarding the statue of Sparty. So it is green tomorrow and Saturday cheering the home team on. Go Green
I was looking at today's date and thought it was November 23rd and had a moment. The day that Jack Kennedy was killed my mother wrote that date on the basement wall near the ironing board (November 22, 1963) I thought this weird as she was a Goldwater Republican (it happens in the best of families) and not the most tolerant of others. I never knew it it was as in a remembrance of the man or the day history started anew for her. She hated Democrats...blamed FDR for the Holocaust. Imagine her disgust when I turned into one of the people she hated. And my dad would forever tease me about cancelling my vote out at the polling place. I don't think my mom voted much. My dad did, also a Goldwater Republican (it happens). As I think back they were the only Republicans in the family. So the apple did fall far from the tree, or, more appropriately, the shit fell farther from the bat.
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