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I'm getting old...

my hip hurts! It's like an annoying pain. Just enough to irritate me to the point of wanting to punch it! Yeah, like that would help. Other than that, feeling good! Just sitting here thinking of how I want my day to look. Tom's going up to the hospital again to visit with his grandmother. He'll pick his Grandpa up to take him up there too. I hope she heals quickly! I don't think she wants to be there at all, and she's really not eating which is not good for her! Well, anyone for that matter, but she really should be!

I think we will attend the Valentine's Sock Hop for ECFE at Cambridge Primary tonight...we'll see how Shelby is doing. Then Saturday we'll be helping out with an event at church and then go out for dinner and dancing to my dad's band at Fatboys. I don't think we'll eat there, but that's where his band will be playing. It's fun, good old rock n' roll music, I love it! Then Sunday I think is a chill day, besides going to church. Which will be good, because then Monday we tour the Art Institute Culinary school for Tom and then Shelby has a U of MN Doctor appointment at 2pm.

Busy Busy!

So here's the Positive Word of the Day!

Inspire:

verb, -spired, -spir⋅ing.
–verb (used with object)
1.
to fill with an animating, quickening, or exalting influence: His courage inspired his followers.
2.
to produce or arouse (a feeling, thought, etc.): to inspire confidence in others.
3.
to fill or affect with a specified feeling, thought, etc.: to inspire a person with distrust.
4.
to influence or impel: Competition inspired her to greater efforts.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Oh I know! I feel so old - I've had this arm thing lately...my right arm hurts ALL THE TIME. I've heard it could be a pinched nerve in my back causing it.

I had no idea that 28 would feel so elderly!

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