This and That

Another Monday is here. I don't know why but this month has passed by quickly. Didn't I just turn in the July monthly report?

I noticed that some of my posts on here, besides being few and far between, are about getting older. So I should probably just get over it and change the subject. It's hard to do this when your friends parents are dying all around you. I just heard of another classmate whose mother died this past weekend. I post these things on our class web site and it seems nearly everything on the news board is bad news. Well, maybe not. There's been a few grandchildren born lately and we have some classmates who continue to be outstanding in their respective fields.

Speaking of grandchildren, can I talk about them? This may be considered a "getting older" topic but I don't have any yet. I wasn't ready in my forties when my other classmates began to have theirs, but I'm ready now. I even look the part. I quit dying my hair when I moved from Baton Rouge. The college coed routine is hard to pull off now. Besides, why pay someone to color your hair when God frosted it for free? (Do they still say "frosted" when talking about dying hair, or does this date me, too?) I've also been pondering names to be called by my future grandchild.

Next month we will have Grandparents Day. In honor grandmothers everywhere, here is a poem I read one time about grandmothers.

In the dim and distant past
When life's tempo wasn't fast
Grandma used to rock and knit
Crochet, tat, and babysit
When the kids were in a jam
They could always count on Gram
In the age of gracious living
Grandma was the gal for giving
Grandma now is in the gym
Exercising to keep slim
She's out touring with the bunch
Taking clients out to lunch
Driving north to ski or curl
All her days are in a whirl
Nothing seems to stop or block her
Now that Grandma's off her rocker.