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Arla's Aimless Anecdotes

This is my attempt to write one occasional email to various people at one time. I specifically write with my cousin Judy in mind. Since we grew up together we agreed in our teens that we'd always try to keep in contact. This is a supplement to our twice yearly phone calls and our once yearly visit at our Johanson Family Memorial Day Reunion.

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

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One of our biannual phone visits is imminent so I made up a list of topics we should hit upon.

Plans for Memorial Day Arrival and Departure
Activities for Memorial Day
Judy’s Traditional Memorial Day Wine Donation
Judy’s sister, Nancy’s recent activities
Lincoln Park Zoo’s activities from Docent Judy’s Perspective
Judy’s dog, Fume’ s typical day and park activities
Judy’s African experience and advice
Judy’s recent pattern making jobs
Judy’s recent Cheap Eats group outings
Hank’s, Judy’s SO, recent projects and visits
Chicago Opera outings


There, that should give us a good start. We can make it a conference call if anyone else wants to join in. I don’t think much changes from year to year but we are always wise and witty.

Sixty-six is not an exciting birthday. The early dementia signs have been creeping up. In the past month or so I have left my Costco and debit card lying on the ground near Costco’s gas pumps, left my military ID at a check-out counter, taken a stain out of what I later determined to be a new shirt after pulling the what I thought was the stainless shirt from the drawer and finding the exact coffee stain had returned, bought a non-refundable airline ticket for the wrong return date, and these are only the things I can remember doing.

My only hope is to bond with my grandsons who will be able to take charge of my needs as I age. Lucas is already demonstrating his capabilities. This is our conversation after tumbling class last night.

Me: Lucas you are getting to be so smart.

Lucas: Yes, I already know everything.

Me: Well, not everything yet because you don’t know 100 x 100 x 100.

Lucas: One Million! (Dad is whispering to him but I couldn’t prove him wrong no matter what he said) See, I do know everything.

My mom’s living group holds six residents and one of them is Murray McDowell’s mother. Her name is Viola and yesterday Murray’s sister and I had a nice discussion about Murray, Jill and times past. She had even met Jill. My mom was also excited about this connection though we only got as far as Ron is her brother.

I need to stop as I have a faulty space bar. Walker was helping me last week and by chance pulled it off. You wouldn’t really think a space bar was that necessary but it is tedioustypingwithoutit.

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