| 05/06/09 09:41 AM |
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Diane Harris (Moore)
First, "Happy Birthday, Linda!" Hope it's the best one ever!
Boy, I missed checking in over the weekend and when I did, there were so many new messages. It was such fun to read them all. You old friends are funny, and kind, and just about every good thing there is, and I love y'all.
You asked about our remodeling. Well, it's much more of a facelift than a remodel. But it's taking forever! The basement is done, finally. We have two bathrooms that were apparently designed by munchkins, and over the 22 years we have lived here, they have mysteriously gotten even smaller. We are just updating them a bit, including more efficient commodes (?) that sit a little taller, making it easier to hoist oneself on and off. Oh, the aging process is full of glamor! Too much info? Sorry, but someone asked. Anyway, this is week 8 or 9--I have lost track. I had no idea it would take this long. My friends up here say I am being too nice to the crew, but I tell them I am from Georgia, and I have to ask about kids and grandkids and offer coffee and cake. Anyway, back in '87 we thought we would be in Ohio for 4 years. We know that one day we will move somewhere, and thought a few cosmetic updates might enhance the appeal of the house to buyers. In the meantime, we'll enjoy them. It has had a ripple effect over the whole house though, and I spend a lot of time looking for things. It's a modest home, but it holds lots of memories of little boys that don't live here anymore.
Kathy, it was good to catch up with Rabun's progress. You and he have had quite a year, but I know you have been a wonderful support to him.
Donald, I'm glad you and Liz are back safe and sound from your trip, and that you had such a good time. Connie, keep on enjoying those grandkids. It is such a blessing to be near them. Gary, don't get lost on any of those dirt roads on your Harley, but do enjoy. I am truly a country girl through and through. You will never find me more nostalgic than when I am wandering country roads, with the windows down, and catching blissful whiffs of honeysuckle. Jim, take care of the hand! Dick's golf clubs have been trapped in cobwebs for such a long time, but I am sure that one day he'd love to embarrass himself in front of you and Gary. Yes, it's hard to believe Jimmy C. has passed away. We road the bus together and he was always one of my favorites.
Must go. I truly thank everyone for coming back into our lives this past year. A few weeks ago I went back and read a few of the first entries on our forum, and we were all so excited about the upcoming reunion. It's over now, but I am still excited about it. It was great.
From my heart to yours,
Diane
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