The Thin Group
Woohoo! I get to start the thread this week again.
Got back from the FIL's birthday party. It was OK, but the wicked SIL made sure that she phoned him last week to tell him that she was sorry that she couldn't come - noone invited her. That did 2 things: give him the wrong information and spoil the surprise. She really is a piece of work. However, the rest of us had a great time. I did, however, come home with 3 more pounds. Taking that off will be my goal for this week.
Sylvia - glad to hear that Nico's party went well - minus the family digs. Families! I just don't get them. We do so many nasty things to each other that we would never consider doing to a complete stranger and think that it is OK. Oh well, I can only control my own behaviour, not that of my family.
I mentioned in my last post that I had to go home at noon on Friday to pick up a scrap book. There is a story behind the scrap book.
When I was 5 my grandmother got a job as the matron of a senior's home and had an apartment in the home in Red Deer, Alberta. Since my mother worked and I was too young to leave at home, I spent the summers living in the senior's home with my grandmother. I have often joked that I grew up in an old folk's home.
As my in-laws moved around following retirement, they found themselves buying a house in a small town between Red Deer and Calgary. When they decided to sell their house, they bought a condo in Red Deer and settled in there. Three years ago, they decided to move into a senior's home and put their name on every waiting list in Red Deer. A month later, they called and told us that they were accepted into one of the homes and could we come and help them move. When we got there, low and behold, it is the same home in which I grew up.
I moved my mom into a senior's complex last year and found a scrap book that my grandmother put together, documenting all the things that happened over the 10 years that she was there - including cards from many of the residents and newspaper articles. Since the home is starting to prepare for there 50th anniversary, I took the scrap book down to them to use for that event. I was a small coincidence, indeed, but fun to look over the past 50 years.
When I dropped it off on Saturday, they were thrilled to get it. They don't have any of the really early stuff from the opening of the place. That's the story...
Have a great day, all. Take care.