30 for 30 - #6: Fix my cemetery.

I wish I had the pictures of my cemetery with me in San Antonio but I don't. Maybe I'll find them and post them when I get home.

Here's the explanation. We have some relatives in the Uintah Cemetery, which dates back to 1855. The Firth Family Plot is a landmark in the cemetery. The perimeter of the family plot is bordered with a knee-high wrought-iron fence. My parents must have made me go there with them for a Memorial Day at some point. But I loved going there, not on Memorial Day, to sit in the quiet and think and stare and listen.

There is an empty spot in there, so I signed up with the sexton so he would know it was my spot. The trouble is now the lovely fence is damaged and since my name is the name he has, I'm the one who needs to fix it.

Unfortunately I have no idea how to fix 100+ year old wrought-iron, but I drilled, and dug, and kicked it to bits until I got the broken piece to a guy at work who does know how. But he is not on the same time table as me.....so for now this one is in progress, i've sweat over it, and toiled, and now I'm waiting....I'll let you know.

Comments

30 for 30 - #30: Do something to my hair I've always wanted to do but never dared.

Thank you Jaquelin Stallings for suggesting this as my #30. It is affordable, and it just so happens that for the last 8 years I talked about changing my hair every winter, but never did it. I am not prejudice of people with brown hair, but when the weather changes, and things get cold and grey I always feel like coloring my hair brown because it makes me sad. I really like my blonde hair, and even more since my sister-in-law started taking care of it for me. She is the best. And luckily! She said she can fix it by my birthday so I was less afraid to take this one on. I did it!! Before Blonde me. After Brown hair me (with a strange look on my face) It turned out a little "warmer" than I anticipated, but it might fade out a little. Guess we'll find out. What do you think? Brown or blonde?

I Hate Disneyland

It's true. Although this, my third time, was much more successful than preceding visits. Honestly, the first day was almost a success until I was tricked into riding the elevator to hell. Straight to hell. I know that you can't wait to read how I really feel about it. Here are my thoughts on the "Magical Kingdom". A. Its full of people, thousands and thousands of people. Let's face it I can't even go to Target on a Saturday without getting a little angry. 2. Germs. You can't have thousands of people without billions of germs crawling on things from unwashed hands, sneezing, coughing, throwing up, etc. III. Walking. I appreciate a nice brisk walk now and then, but 20 miles later the appreciation start to wane, just slightly. Q. Strollers. I hate strollers, it makes me shiver just to think about it. Although, I might change my opinion on strollers if next time someone pushes me in one. In conclusion, I love Space Mountain, I want to ride it every day 15 ti...

Sugar.

I felt like making a special tribute to Sugar, my long time friend. From a very young age I began a relationship with this delightful substance. My mother would add Karo syrup to my formula, and we haven't been parted since. I think to say that I love sugar is an understatement. I love water, I love hotdogs, but Sugar?...I can't survive without it. Although avoiding diabetes could be impossible, I can't resist. Whether it's a brownie for breakfast, a little sugar packet while waiting for food at the restaurant, or what ever misc. sugar laced deliciousness I eat in my sleep I just can't let go. I can't say that I've never tried to stop, to break the connection that we have. It was a terrible experience, that left people wondering if I was really a coke addict (not the beverage). So our relationship will be life long, its either all or none of us, we'll go down together. Here's to you sugar, and your secret powers to brighten every day.

What do I know.

Search This Blog