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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.

Monday, October 06, 2008

We need an African Report

So I’ll write and see if you can send a few words in reply now that you must be home. You could send a photo too if you want. Most of the time I have no idea why I’m writing anything anyway. I’m sure all of these entries are starting to sound the same as my life doesn’t vary much.

We are getting ready to celebrate Lucas’ 6th birthday at Chuck E. Cheese’s. Probably Miles and I will leave early as he won’t be enjoying his brother and all his gifts. Some people provide gifts for the sibling so they won’t be slighted but Miles can learn to enjoy the gifting part of gifts rather than the getting.

Charlie, Taylor and Colton were waiting at the finish line on Saturday as my friends and I raced through the half marathon. They were waiting for Missy who was behind me but only because we had started the run at 7:15 a.m. before the official start at 9. And we had been walking for more than three hours while she was racing though the course at breakneck speed.

Diana and Jim are interested in the trip to Greece and I’ll assume you and Hank will want to participate. The Chico Chamber of Commerce trip is pricey but maybe not compared to Earthwatch. Diana might be retired by then so she could really celebrate. Who else wants to see Greece?

Luckily I have a high school nearby so kids sit on my back lawn often but last week was the topper when one couple spent the entire afternoon under my tree in a prone position. I probably could better describe positions but I won’t. My neighbor came in the front door telling me to turn on my sprinklers but it was getting close to the end of the school day anyway so I knew they’d be leaving. They were nicer than the young fellow who stuck his head out the car window and made a barfing sound as I rode by on my bike. Oh, I will miss them when these warm days disappear.

Too bad you missed Sarah last week. I hope you are able to catch up before the election.

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