The Scooter Store

What? How do they know I have an arthritic knee and can’t walk around the house? I guess Google got a shot of me limping down the block. Really I walk just fine, thank you and please don’t send me any more ads for a scooter even if it is FREE.

I am really attempting to find Fjeseths in Norway since I’m not certain Jessica will see us when we’re in Trondheim. Never fear, I have rounded up a dozen second cousins and they will take us to Singsass where my Grandpa Fjeseth grew up. He even made a cabinet that is being used there so I’ll need to visit that chest also. Luckily my mom never threw away anything so I have his actual emigration papers from the ship Utopia in 1911 when he arrived in the U.S. My mom has saved all the photos from their trip in 1982 so I won’t need to take any additional photos, however Linda will be with me so what can I do?

It is good to know Hank is now back in Chicago getting care from his family. He will be happy to get to his computing.

Ron Judd has been very ill but seems to be holding his own now. Gloria is fortunate to have her family with her. I called Helen Houston on her birthday May 1st. She was 90 and sounded like my mom during her 90’s. She wanted to talk but had no idea who I was. I also talked to Leslie the other day and it was a shock as we did face time on our iPhones and one person was young and beautiful and the other old and wrinkled. What is so great about an iphone?

Recently Lucas asked me why I didn’t work because then I couldn’t earn money. I stammered on that answer because I really think I need to work. I tried to add something about volunteer work but that didn’t quite make sense.

Memorial Day is creeping up. I hear Missy is electing to work, following in Mary Jane’s footsteps. The little boys are practicing their songs for the Talent Show.
Oh, wait another hearing aid offer arrived today. How can you ask why I am so paranoid about getting older?