Thursday, March 10, 2011

Old Age Day by Day March 10, 2011

I know its spring because I have the urge to plant, plant, plant. Pansies, cyclamen, primroses, I don't care. The earth is damp from our rains, and maybe I could actually dig in it, despite my diminished capacities due to arthritis, and oh how a blossom makes me mad with joy. I may just get a few teeny tiny plants at Trader Joe's today. Part of my grocery bill. Hardly noticable.

I'm getting excited about my granddaughter coming for a week. We're all crazy about her here, and as her agent, I must be careful not to overbook her. Uncles and Aunts are clamoring for time, and friends, and we need to get to the steam trains and the aquarium. She's such an enthusiast, at her age, and it rubs off on everyone around her. The world looks brighter and better when she's around.

Today I have my foster granddaughter, and if her cough is better, we will eat late lunch at the ice cream parlor, and stroll a bit in shops. Then it's home where I have a new Olivia DVD for her, which I know she'll love. Small children are the icing on life.

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