Tag Archives: Friends
Friday the 13th – our lucky day!
I’m breaking with tradition and writing about a day before it even happens because I know I’ll be too busy to write tomorrow! Continue reading
Easy come, easy go
Just a quick update: My friend, Wendy, took us out to breakfast this morning and then she headed home. I got word from her tonight that she made it home safely. Thank you, Wendy, for coming up, and thank you, Aunt Marg, for hosting her. Continue reading
…She chortled in her joy.
This morning Mark and I picked my friend, Wendy, up at Aunt Marg’s house — they had been having a good visit — and took her with us to my hand surgeon appointment. He has got to be the fastest doctor in the world. (He doesn’t even close the office door!) He took the Band-Aid off my wrist, asked if I wanted him to operate on my other wrist, and when I said I wasn’t sure, he said, “Call me when you decide,” and I was out the door! Continue reading
Oh frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!
After church this morning, Mark and I had a light lunch and then went over to Aunt Marg’s house for the rest of the day. My best friend from high school, Wendy Scharich, was going to drive up to spend some time with me, and Marg graciously offered her guest bedroom for Wendy to stay in. Continue reading
She’s Baa-ack!
Just wanted to say a brief “Hey!” to all of you who have sent your prayers and wishes for me. My hands are beginning to show signs of improvement. A big thanks goes out to Mark who has kept me connected with you all, and to Aunt Marg who has been a big help throughout this week. It’s not over yet, but I am encouraged! –Denise
Back to Oregon
Last night we left our kitties with Aunt Marg and this morning we got up early and headed south in our car. We have to get our stuff out of storage in Oregon and take it up to Lynden. Continue reading
Should auld acquaintance be forgot…
Today has been a red letter day. My friend, Wendy, came to my sister’s house and got to meet Mark and Sherill and Fred. Then Wendy and I went out for breakfast. Continue reading
Happy Boxing Day!
I trust you all had a good Christmas. We had a quiet Christmas with my mother and older sister and their husbands. Mark and I opened our gifts and we called my son and sang “O Come, All Ye Faithful” and “We Wish You a Merry Christmas”. This tradition started when he was young and would sleep in on Christmas morning. His dad and I would stand outside his door like carolers and sing him awake. I still call him first thing on Christmas morning and sing him awake! Continue reading
All done!
All week Mark and I have been telling each other: “Only four days left.” “Only three days left.” “Only two days left.” “Only one day left.” Continue reading