Barb bought a big package of Bic pens when we were in
Barrhaven. There were about 50 black
pens and 50 red pens and 100 blue pens.
I carry one around all the time so that I can write notes on my little
pieces of paper. I write a lot of notes.
I have been watching the ink in my Bic
pen because it is clear and you can see the tube of ink inside. It is slowly going down. I was very excited and couldn’t wait to
finish the ink. Well today it finally
ran out of ink today when I was writing a note at Fred and Ellen’s house about
a friend of Barb’s who was in the hospital.
Ellen went inside and got me another pen. I finished writing my note but I didn’t like
the pen. It was not a Bic pen. When I got home from my walk I was very proud
to show Barb that I had used all the ink in the pen. Barb said she had never seen a Bic pen run
out of ink. Usually you lose it before
it runs out. I got another Bic pen from
the package. This package of pens will
last a long time if I use them all until they run out of ink, probably the rest
of my life time.
For many years, I kept a family diary devoted to good news and funny stories about my family while the girls were growing up. I stopped a few years ago. I am thinking of starting it up again because I have noticed that a lot of good and funny things are happening to my wife and I.
Saturday, 13 August 2016
April 2015
At the beginning of the New Year, it is always difficult
writing cheques because I put the wrong year on them. I guess I don’t write many cheques anymore
because when I went to put the date on the medical forms for Barb’s claim, it
was the first time I had written the date and of course I wrote 2015 on the
form and had to white it out and write 2016 over it.
Honeyed Chicken
Barb bought some honeyed sliced ham at the deli in Walmart. For some reason, I always think it is honeyed
chicken. When I call it honeyed chicken,
Barb never knows what I am talking about.
Then she realizes I mean the honeyed ham and she corrects me. I guess I have confused her enough that now
she is even calling it honeyed chicken.
Anyway its best before date was today.
So we finished it off and don’t have to worry about the name problem
anymore.
Month’s Calendar
Every month the Home Owner’s Association and the Park
Management put out a nice newsletter with announcements and a calendar of all
the events for the month ahead. The
newsletter usually comes out a few days before the beginning of the month. So at the end of the month, all of the
members of the community go down to the Office to pick up a new calendar. On March 31st, Barb went down to
the office and picked up the newsletter and calendar. She brought it home and was studying it for
quite some time before she realized that it was the March newsletter and
calendar and not the new one for April.
Grampa’s Puzzle
Barb goes to knitting on Tuesday nights. Her friend’s husband made a puzzle out of
wood pieces for all the girls at knitting.
It was the same puzzle that Grampa Taylor made and used to show us when
we visited him. You have to make a T shape
out of four pieces of wood. Barb
struggled and struggled with the puzzle.
She always likes a challenge and doesn’t give up easily. Eventually, she gave up and asked me if I
knew how to do it. I looked at it for 5
seconds and then did it correctly first time.
Barb was amazed and took a picture of it with her iPod and sent it to
her friend. Then she took the pieces
apart again and tried to repeat what I had done. She couldn’t do it. So she asked me to do it again. This time I couldn’t do it either. She said it was just luck that I did it
correctly the first time. Fortunately,
she had a picture on her iPod to help her do it again.
Surprise Delivery
We almost never lock our doors because we live in such safe
communities. Today I was sitting in the
living room in my pyjamas working on the computer and Barb was out playing
pickle ball and had the car. So there
was no car in the driveway and Barb’s friend must have thought there was no one
home because she just came right in the house without knocking to drop off a
pattern for Barb. Barb had volunteered
to make a couple of bears for some hospitalized children and I guess Barb’s
friend didn’t want to leave the pattern on the steps outside the house.
Double the Bruises
Barb is always getting hit by pickle balls when they smash
the ball. The smashes leave bruises all
over her body. Today she got hit in the
leg in the exact same spot that she already had a bruise. I guess it hurt twice as much as usual.
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