I stole this quote from Jenna's Facebook page 'cause I liked it so much.
Anyway, back to the question "What do I have to show for 45 years?" A lot.
Today is my wedding anniversary, and I have a great husband, wonderful son and daughter, two special granddaughters, and one wonderful grandson. The past 45 years have been interesting, sometimes trying, sometimes fun, and sometimes a bunch of hard work. Guess what? It's been worth it.
I had such a wonderful time this morning. Jenna had made arrangements with Rick J., a friend from work, to schedule an airplane ride for an early birthday present for Alec! We took him to the airport and surprised him. He had a ball and got to see how little things look on the ground. The pilot, Tim, treated him like royalty. Afterward, Alec kept saying, "I love to fly! I love to fly!" After the flight, Tim showed him a big fancy hanger with corporate jets. Everyone is so good to our boy, and Jenna is always looking for neat things to do with and for her kiddo.
My Uncle Everett delivered copies of the family history book that he has written, pertaining to my fraternal side. Now, none of you are probably interested in who my ancestors were, but I did find out one really interesting fact. You know how some people find out that they come from royalty or very distinguished lines?
Well. . . .then there are some of us who find out that we come from humble (but honest) beginnings. I learned that my great-great grandfather, Christopher, was. . .wait for it. . . A GEESE HERDER.
You can't get more humble than that. Evidently, it was his job to force-feed a flock of geese to make their livers to grow quite large to produce pate de foie gras for the rich folk. After the geese were fattened up, they were not transported by truck or rail. This was a really long time ago, so the best option was to herd them to slaughter. Hmmmm. Therefore, they had to prepare the poor geese by first walking them across tar, then walking them through sand, then tar, then sand. This was called "shodding". After a build-up was reached on the bottoms of their feet (probably like roof shingle texture), they were able to walk quite a distance as they were being herded.
Another interesting fact about great-great granddad, was that he would sit and knit during the slow times when it wasn't feeding time or herding time. Hmmmmm. I guess that's where Sisters Karen and Sandy got their talent for knitting and crocheting.
NOTE: Once again, I was going to recommend a product, but have instead decided to warn you of an important bit of info about it. The popular snack company, I'll just call it Little "Chubby" Cakes, has a new thing out there that is delish! Two soft peanut butter cookies filled with peanut butter crème. Unfortunately, I looked at the package and saw that each one is about 410 calories. Bummer. Well, go ahead and indulge. Just remember, I don't call this company Little "Chubby" Cakes for nothing.
One more note. Just got a flyer in the mail concerning the Especially For You Breast Cancer Walk that will held October 9th. I forgot to tell you all that last year when I picked up our team shirts, Jenna realized that they had misspelled our last name. I told her it was fine, but she said we were NOT walking among thousands of people with OLIPHART on our backs. It made it look like our name was pronounced "Olifart". Fortunately, the organization reprinted the shirts overnight and we didn't have to march along with "phart" on the shirts. Hee Hee.
GOD BLESS YOU ALL