RED ALERT!!!

It just dawned on me--my hair is growing.!!!  What will I do when it gets unmanageable??  O. K.  here are some possibilities.  make a pony tail?  I have never had one so why not?  Let it hag long and when it gets long enough pretend to be of the "hippie" crowd, or do they still call them hippies?  Or I could make a bandana effect  like   Aunt  Jermimah? You know her of pancake fame.    Silly thoughts, but a real problem if it goes on too long. I could  find something sharp to clip it with. There is nothing that sharp around here that I see.  I console myself with the fact, everyone is in the same boat. So who cares?  ME!!!

Betty (slowly going mad)  Boop

WHAT'S NEW?

Rosie color this morning.  Don't know why.  Not much else is "rosie' this morning.  Unless you really stop and think positive.  The mind is a wonderful thing.  It can really trick you  sometime. So let it do it's work on you this morning, and be positive.  My Instagram is off.  So I miss the stories in picture.  I have tried to fix  it myself.  Good luck with my limited understanding of this monster of a laptop.  I have been known to figure out small problems, just by following the directions I can read.  Or from someone who knows more than I do.  Just stumble through till I either give up or it just pops up on it's own. My I can fill a page with just nothing or babbling.

I guess I could live without Instagram, but I don't want to.  Spoiled again. 

Betty (running out of subjects) Boop 

MORNING HAS BROKEN

Beautiful old hymn., written as a poem by Eleanor Farejon, 1933.  Old Gaelic melody put to music by Carlton Young in 1988.  It is in the Methodist Hymnal.  Always loved it and requested it sung at my memorial.

Morning has broken like the first morning;
blackbird has spoken, like the first bird.
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning!
Praise for them singing, fresh from the word.

Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven,
like the first dewfall on the first grass.
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden,
sprung in completeness where his feet pass.

Mine is the sunlight.  Mine is the morning.
born of the one light Eden saw play.
Praise with elation, praise every morning,
God's recreation of the new day !

I thought of this hymn as I sat on the Balcony early  this  morning.  Isn't   it a beautiful message?  I watched the sun "try" to come up from the clouds.  O yes it came up, even though it struggled to let me see it.  It is out now and oh  what a beautiful day.  Go to Church on the "tube"

Betty Boop

BLUE SKIES

BLUE SKIES, SMILING AT ME.  Song title:  You should hear old Willie Nelson sing that one. Love my Willie CD's. Am I old  fashioned?  No he never goes out of style.  Not much to look at, but he can write and sing.  The skies are blue this morning, always makes me feel UP.  O. K. got the weather  out of the way, wish I could clear the world of the virus.  Interesting to get others view on it.  Some are very sure God is trying to tell us something.  Isn't he always?  We just don't listen sometime.  I am not going into how I view that.  It is up to you what you believe.

I said in the past I would not feed the little sparrows, on the Balcony.  They can be a little messy.  But I have been putting crumbs out for a few days.  St. Catherine's cornbread is nothing to brag about.  I really don't like it.  The birds don't seem to mind.       I must go down and view the chalk drawing on the sidewalk under  the covered patio.  It looks like a stain glass window.  Jan has seen some in her neighborhood walk. People are doing all sorts of artistic things in their neighborhood. Nice thing to do.  Hey this is getting a little long to read, but I must describe my breakfast.  French "diabetic" style.  Whole wheat slice soaked in beaten egg with non fat milk.  Fry in skillet sprayed with PAM. Sugar free syrup, turkey bacon, cranberry juice, coffee.  Good  as it gets.  What did you have for breakfast?  Don't make me weep!

BETTY BOOP

MAN'S A FOOL

I think I got it right.

MAN'S A FOOL

WHEN  IT'S HOT.
HE WANTS IT COOL,
WHEN IT's COOL,
HE WANTS IT HOT!!

ALWAY WANTING
WHAT IS NOT!!
NEVER WANTING ,
WHAT HE'S GOT..  My kind of poetry!!!

Copied from sermon of long time and long time gone, Rev. Bill Whaley,  first full time pastor we had at Broadmeadow. Where he got it, I do not know, but he used to love saying it.

Well what is wrong with wanting for this plague go away.  No harm with that.  Really, join the host of the world with that wish.  Be patient and wait.  I have had to do that many times.  Sometime the very thing I worry about, never happens.  That should tell me how small I am in this big world and there is a power greater than the mind can imagine.  Trust and have faith.  This too will pass.. God is in charge.

Hey, the sun is shinning.  What a beautiful world. 
LOVE YOU,
Betty Boop

LATE START

The sun was up before me this morning.  Nice to know I have nothing to do with that "wonder.  Could not get to sleep and stay asleep last night.  I finally  got up about 2 am and took a Tylenol as I was having trouble getting settled. As I do sometime, I read my current book.  I finished it. A great novel from Amy's library. Got to sleep and I overslept.  Big book and I have been working on it for some time.  I am glad I have the next in the series   because it did not quite end  the story.  On to the next one. The lake had many people doing many things like fishing and just walking. Maid is coming at 11 today instead of 8:30 tomorrow.  Great by me.  I hate getting up and rushing early anymore.  Wish she could do it every time this way.  That is me--always wanting what I have  not.  There is a little poem about that.  I will try to remember it later.

Betty Boop

MAN"S A FOOL.
NEVER SATISFIED WITH WHAT HE'S GOT
ALWAYS WANTING WHAT IS NOT.  This does not sound quiet right but you get the message.

ANOTHER ONE

Yes  another day.  Much like the one before.  And in another way-one more day closer to the end of the virus plague.  I had a second cup-o-joe on my famous Balcony.  I saw lots of activity.  Man fishing, wonder what if anything he catches?, Several walkers, that is a good thing, saw a maintenance man checking something, don't know what., I also saw a man come out on his balcony and survey the land.  I said !!!!.  Hello, no response.  I said louder  HELLO!!!.  And then GOOD MORNING.  Still no response.  I decided he was hard of hearing, for he does speak in the hall.  I try to think the best of everyone and not the negative.  This is funny, they said for everyone to come out on their balcony at 3 and wave to your neighbors.  Think that will happen.?  I like the idea.  The powers that be are thinking of everything to keep us engaged.  SO BE IT!!

Friendly Betty Boop

WHAT COLOR FOR TODAY?

It really does not matter. What day is it anyway?  Do you have the same problem?  One day seems like the other.  I have to go to some source, like my computer to see what day it is.  I put my soiled towels out yesterday and then realized I  was a day ahead.  At least I was early-not late.  The lack of a routine is getting to me.  There is just so little that you can control.  There, I said it.   Lack of choices to please you.  We "free" people really are spoiled.  I hope many of us learn a lot from this experience. 

Amy sent pictures of her back yard.   Many things are wild and so pretty.  Our back yard was our pride on Riverwood.  We tried to keep much of it natural.  Our word natural, meaning it was easy that way, but how much we did enjoy the surprises we had each Spring and Summer. I planted seeds for cut flowers and used wild flowers as they came.  Truman always wondered why I felt I had to bring it inside.  But I always had a glass with something I found blooming from outside on to my kitchen counter. 

Stay sane  if you can.  This too will pass.

Betty Boop

THE MEADOW IS GREEN

I call it my meadow, because I look out so often over it.  The Canada geese are getting braver every day.  I saw a couple eyeing my side of the Lake.  Thinking about nesting I guess.  They better be careful, the little white truck may appear any day to run you off.  How sad in a way, but they are not well behaved and sometime a threat to residents.  It is a struggle everywhere you look.  For the right to space.  The very arrogant pair of crows, seem to be guarding their space upon the cross.  I sat out there with coffee and they were there.  It is good to go outside and breath fresh air.  Walking in hall just is not real satisfying.  Can't get close to anyone and afraid to pass anyone.  Oh my, I would not do good living in  Alaska in the winter time. I    have read about how hard a time they can have.  Why do they do it?  I am working on getting an exercise tape on our SCV channel to give us motivation.  They said they were trying to get that to happen. I find I am sleeping more.  Just bored I guess.  There is just so much to fill my time. Reading can get trying to my eyes, TV is getting old too.  The Good Doctor is on tonight.  2 hour ending.  My, I can't wait for that.  I know this is a jumble of words, but it is how we all feel.  Take care.

Betty Boop

CROW ON THE CROSS

Strange title?  Simple" I can see the bell tower over the Chapel  from my balcony.  The bell chimes at noon every day.  Donated before I moved here by a dear lady who has gone to heaven.  Well I love to listen and look at it every day. Lately a large bird who  sits on the tippy top.  A crow I assume.  Hope it is not of the buzzard family.  It belongs to him and he guards it.  Underneath him sits a smaller version only lighter in color.  His mate?  Sometime the bottom is occupied by smaller birds.  Sparrows?  The are the underdog of birds, I think.  It chimes every day at 12 o'clock noon. He does not move. He is there this morning.  Looking for prey I think.  I guess I think too much about trivial things.  Honestly, this forced imprisonment is getting old. I am looking forward to Monday, when the channel  we have here at SCV  (18) is going to put on Dailey devotionals, Village updates ,questions  & answers  and FUN activities.  Can't wait for the FUN. I think I will ask for the tapes of the exercise classes.  I need that. Seems like that could be done and we could do them in our rooms.  I have my weights and exercise bands already--just need the motivation.  We will see.

Betty (not quiet cabin fever) Boop (but close)

HERE WE GO AGAIN

How are you, my faithful readers this morning?  Are you bored yet?  It is not exactly  "bored". just a little anxious or stressful ?   It is hard not to feel these emotions.  I think it is just not knowing what is coming next that is hard.  I have listened to many experts telling what to do to find relief.  Seems  there are as many ways as there are people.  And that is the answer. Find your own spot and stick to it. I have many ways to help me.  First, I do read.  My good books.  My friend, the head of the Library here dropped at my door a book for me.  Bless her, she is so thoughtful.  The book is FATES & TRAITORS by Jennifer Chiaverini.  a novel about John Wilkes Booth.  I have read some of her books. It grabs you from the first.   I like being brought right into the scene  on the first page. I also read my computer in many ways.  For information, e-mail,  from friends and most welcome, from family.  I read the faces of people on T.V.  Are they telling me the truth?  I also read the many, many,memo's  I receive  from SCV.  My you would not believe the info we receive.  Then I am a dedicated reader of my devotional and Bible.  Amazing how much I get from that.  I talk out loud to Bitsy and try to listen. to read  her from her actions.  And the beat goes on.  I am glad I learned to read.  Can you imagine if you could not read? The desire to learn comes through reading. So I guess I am getting by in many ways but reading,  really comes to mind.  Enough of me.

Betty Boop

HIGHLIGHT OF DAY

Talking to my Blog is almost the only way to talk  any more.  We are now being served meals in our apartments.  Now that is quite a job.  But I say this, they have figured it out and we will see today how that goes.  We order on paper, slip it under the door, they pick up and hopefully it will be delivered correctly and on time. We are using throw away everything--enough to fill a landfill. Worry about that later.  I have faith that it will go well.  My faith, although it has been tested, is still strong.  Something new every day. I have plenty food in pantry and freezer.  And meds are o. k. as well as other things.  My computer keeps me going.  Pictures from my great grands are priceless.  Keep them coming. I want to stay connected.  Phone calls from daughters are a must. We will survive and hope to keep virus from here. ORDERS FOR TODAY: WASH  YOUR HANDS & AND STAY OFF THE BEACHES.!!!!!

BETTY BOOP

RARE MORNING

I got  to sit on my balcony early for coffee.  It is rare at 72 degrees!!.  Watched the darker clouds race over the bright ones.  Trying to cover the sun coming up.  Strange sight. One that happens when rain is coming. I went to get a second cup to take out with me and found I had forgotten to put a filter in pot.  Was surprised it did not make a mess. O well, what else is new?   Jan just called.  She was in Kroger.  To get there before too many people get there.  Asking about my needs.  She can deliver them at my gated entrance and they will bring them to me. ( I hope)  I am also glad for books, TV, and computer. 

Betty Boop

ANOTHER DAY

Good morning to all. You know what is on everyone's mind, so I will just write about it.  The "food train"  went well yesterday.  I am so impressed and thankful for the people in charge here. Everyone is in good spirits., I think.  We received a sheet of the meals to pick from for a couple of months ahead.  So we know ahead of time what to choose as we go down the serving line.  That helps to speed the process.  The meal choices are as usual and not altered at all.  I can choose enough items for dinner and lunch. same as before. So food is no problem.  Fix my own breakfast as usual. If I run out of an essential a family member can deliver it at gate, and they will bring it up.   I will be careful and not overdo that. Just the things I can't do without. I am  lucky.  So many all over our country are really suffering now.  It is hard to imagine how close to home this is. So, let us all hope and pray we cam get this under control soon.

Betty Boop

P.S.  I can't  even think of a poem about the virus.  

ST. PATRICKS'S DAY

Wearing of the green, even if you have not a drop of Irish blood in your body, we all love to claim Irish.  I know I do.  Celebration has been called off  here as everything else  you can imagine.  I really will miss the Irish coffee and the singing of the old sweet Irish songs.  WHEN IRISH EYES ARE SMILING, I'LL TAKE YOU HOME AGAIN KATHLEEN, you get the drift.  Well maybe if that was all we will miss we will be lucky!! By the way, where is the luck of the Irish this morning?  What the heck is "social distant-ing? How do you do  that?  New catch phrase.  Something we Southerners are not use to.  I can't begin to tell you all the rules we must follow here.  Of course I understand and am glad they are so looking out for our safety, but  like every other American, I am spoiled and want my way.  Must buckle up and take it.  I am a firm believer that this too will pass.  Be patient.  Even the Cyber is closed for now.  Dinning room too.  We go in shifts, according to a chart, to pick up our main meal for the day.  Either noon or dinner.  What fun.!!!  Think we will go in spaced 10 feet apart?

Betty Boop

P.S.  Fun for yesterday.  Amy left me toothpaste at the gate and they brought it to me.  She also included a "comfort" food--A can of Deviled Ham-one of my favorite.  She is so  thoughtful and funny!! Got a laugh for the day. I just had another thought-how are we going to "pinch" someone for not wearing green today?  Old myth to follow.

MONDAY

Pretty shade of blue to start the week.  Things are blooming around the grounds.  Sun is shinning.  So many things we take for grated are constant.  What are going to do about the virus?  Who of this earth really knows?  A wakeup call to many who are not aware of the way we should be thankful for the many blessings we have.  We are not really in control of anything.  God knows what we need even before we ask.  I try to hang on to that reality and live every day trying to strength  my faith.  Hard sometime because after all I am human. 

The Lake( from my window )  looks pretty.  The shrub (don't know it's name) around the inside of the lake is blooming so beautiful, all hot pink!!.  What a sight.  Fish must be biting.  Several are fishing this week.  My neighbor is an avid fisherman.  He was showing off the bass he caught.  Don't know what he did with them.  Hs has a small studio apartment with limited way to cook.  Maybe he gave  them to his family who live here.  Hope so.  So you see, life goes on here and I am trying to join the crowd.  Hope you do, but stay a distance from the crowd.!!

Betty (locked in) Boop

HANGINGIN THERE

What a strange day.  Doesn't seem like Sunday.  We are really almost locked down.  The management is doing a good job.  But it is getting tiresome.  Everyone here is being good about our situation.  What else can we do?  Just trust those in charge.  I should use this time wisely and get a project under way, but can't seem to want to. Think I will take a little hall walk.  Do me good.

Betty Boop

UNUSAUL SATURDAY

I am rolling with the punches.  Each day brings new set of problems.  This virus thing is getting serious for us.  Close to home with cases in Mississippi.  I think we are the last or almost last to get it here.  Aren't we always the last? This time it is a good thing to be last.  Hope we have learned from the other states how to go about it.  In some cases we seem to be going overboard, but that is a good thing, I think.  Enough about that.

I sat on my balcony with coffee this morning.  The birds are not worried.  Just going about their business of singing Spring in.  Jan is picking me up (if they let her in) and we are going to pick up lunch and find an outside place to eat our little picnic!!  Now that is my way of getting away and out a bit.  We are so locked in that it gets depressing after a while.  I am still glad I do like and need to go.  That is healthy?  Mind wise anyway.  Tell you about our "pocket of fun" later.

Betty Boop

HERE WE GO

Mr. T. told me to stop checking the stock market every day.  How about every hour.  It is up this morning, even I know it does not always mean good.  O. K. I will worry about the virus.  Again I can't help that too much.  Doing what I can to prevent it from spreading here.  So lets go to something I can do.  AT&T is gone for me.  I switched to plan here.  Better price wise anyway.  As I sat in the Bubble, I saw Resident Egret trolling for fish, Canada Geese beginning to group, other small ducks too.  I saw a Lady walking with purpose.  Good for her.  Catfish day in dinning room and my friends await.  All is well.  Let us rejoice and wait.  What else can we do?

Betty Boop
P.S.  No phone service till new one is installed.  Maybe 6-10 days.  SO BE IT!!

ANOTHER BEAUTY

Got to sit on the balcony yesterday!!  Birds were actually singing or chatting or whatever.  I  saw woman on the  Lake fishing.  There were two sitting a little ways  apart.  Yes one was sitting.  I wondered how wet the ground is?   Maybe she was sitting on a stool.   Could not tell from here.  Anyway, they did not have the patience to fish long.  So the beat goes on with me and my imagination.  It was a pleasure to sit outside again. 
 
Jan came and brought some items she thought I would need.  Maybe a shortage due to virus panic!!  We also took a picture of Father Frank and me before the St. Patrick Day's display I made in the Hall. He is such a dear, sweet man, and I have enjoyed knowing him.  Don't know how much if any Irish blood I have, but I pretend to have, at least on St. Patrick's Day. 

Betty Boop notice the green?

HANGING IN THERE

I am writing in green today.  Just hoping all these green things that are budding out don't get "nipped in the bud", as Barney Fife said. I still watch those old reruns of Andy Griffith Show.  They were really silly and funny.  I have seen some real early one where the acting was really poor, but got better over time.  Oh for a more simple time again.  Of course you might say I am wanting for too much good to change if we go back to those days.  Progress can be good and I don't want to go back in time, except in my memory and remember the good times. That Memory Bank is still open for me to withdraw  AND to deposit also.  Funny how I always  withdraw more than I  deposit and only time will see it all. Lordy how I think I know so much! Time to get on with this day.

BettyBoop

ON ALERT !!!

Everybody is on alert here at SCV.  Doing all the recommended things to help us stay well.  I wonder if they have done all they can?  It seems that we are determined to do everything.  So be it.  Hope for a breakthrough soon.  This Stock Market thing is making me very nervous.  Then I think-be still and know who is really over it all.  Prayer should not be the last thing we do-it should be the first and constant thing.  So, just to it.

HISTORY CLUB  and Tommy  for today.  We will learn some new things about the father of our country, George Washington.  Tommy and I will enjoy it and lunch.  It is special to me for him to come.     Well, it is finally daylight. This time change has been hard for me.  I feel like I am getting up in the middle of the night.

Betty Boop

WHOLE BUNCH OF THINGS

First THE VIRUS, stock market way down, President being compared to Nero while we burn, what can I be positive about?  Well, I am adjusting to time change, maybe. Beautiful sunrise, for sure, Spring is coming. Can shed the winter clothes, people are still friendly here.  We are a group who have seen it all.  I am reading a book about WW11. Fiction, but based on reality. THE BEANTOWN GIRLS.  I am enjoying reading about an era I lived through.  I was High School and on out into the business world then.  It was a bittersweet time for me.  I remember at the time, my best friend and I worried our parents that we were going to join the Navy after we graduated.  Sounded exciting.  Glad we did not do it. 

Betty Boop
P.S.  The book BEANTOWN GIRLS is by Jane Healey.  I highly recommend it.

SUNDAY SUNDAY

Truman's brother, Cecil, taught Sunday School many years,(Truman did too), and Cecil would always start his lesson with "This is the day the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad in it."  I was always impressed with that.  Good way to start any day also.  Speaking of today--did you wake on time? I had fun changing clocks last night.   I felt foolish when I tried  to set  the time on TV set.  No way to set it--it does it for you and the computer too. How dense can I be? I really think I am better with this time.  I don't think I do good with change either.  Let us not mess with the time.  But who asked me? Did we vote on it?  Fill me in.  I can not remember.  Oh well, This is the day the Lord made for us to worship and go to Church.  I need it. Let us rejoice!!

Betty Boop

SHINGLES SHOT

Since the Shingle's shot is declared no good that I got a while ago, I had to get a new one and a booster two to six months in the future, Jan took me to CVS and got it this morning .  Always something to keep me going.  So far -so good. I usually take injections in stride-no ill effects , I seem good to go. I stayed in her car while she picked up a few groceries for me. Something else to keep me going.  We picked up WENDY'S  and brought them back here to eat in the BUBBLE.   My favorite place to eat.  It is a favorite place for most anything I do.

 
Betty Boop
P. S.  I got strawberries!!!  Local ones will soon be coming in. But they a pretty good  year around now from California or Florida.  Good anytime, but especially for breakfast on cereal. 

CORONAVIRUS

All you can hear is the virus. We at SCV are as ready as can be.  At our monthly meeting yesterday with all the heads of every section we were told of the plans in place.  Sounds secure to me.  As much as possible. I will not worry.
 
Newest poem, don't remember if I sent it out yet.  It has been submitted for next month.

FAT CAT  by DOT ELLIS

I once knew an elegant CAT
Who sat upon a purple MAT.
I said to that CAT.
You are soooo FAT!
Get up and chase a RAT.
To me she hissed--DRAT!
I"ll leave that to a BAT.
But I will sit with you a CHAT.

Silly?  Nothing wrong with a little light stuff!

Betty Boop

THURSDAY

Up and at "em.  Hair cut at 9, so I need to move along.  Bitsy chose this morning to "throw up" on my blanket.  Not too bad but had to get it to the washer fast. Don't move fast in the morning.  She ate a bedtime snack I guess.  All in a days life of a cat.  Mine too.  I am setting my timer to get it all done in order.  Nine comes fast when you are taking care of it all. Well that is all for now and it is just 8:23.

Betty Boop

THE OLD GREY MARE

You know I like to read Proverbs in the Bible.  Proverbs: 16:31 reads  : Long life is the reward of the righteous; gray hair is a glorious crown .  O.K.----If that is true, I do have a long life and my gray hair is a glorious crown.  Well it is almost all gray now, and I am not so sure about the glorious crown.  People are beginning to notice it and say it looks good, but nobody (including me) says glorious.  Oh, well, it fits my age.  And not so much trouble anymore since I don't have to risk my space with spilling dye.  I have been notorious for that.   Well as Forest Gump said, "That is all I am going to say about that!"

I woke up wanting Cyber breakfast.  While it is hard to rearrange my  routine, and it upsets Bitsy's too, it is worth it.  I just love their eggs over light, sausage patty, rye toast and of course they make better coffee than me. Best part, it is usually set before me quick and I don't have to cook myself and the best part-no clean up.  Always with a smile and everybody knows your name.  Kind of like CHEERS ?

Betty Boop
P.S.  Notice this is written in the color grey or is it gray?

BLANK OR BLOCK?

I can't call it writers block."  This is not real writing in the Blog.  I can call it blank because that is just what it is.  Nothing to say would describe it.  So instead of trying to think up something to tell, I will go through the day and hope I find something to  write about tomorrow.

Betty Boop

WHAT ? ALREADY !!

 Monday already.  My how time does fly.  And I am surprised when I have so little that I have to do.  While sitting on in the Bubble Sunday afternoon, reading the paper(NORTHSIDE SUN), a neighbor joined me for conversation.  She is a delightful person.  Enjoyed a long visit.  We covered a lot of subjects.  I was surprised that she sat where she could not see the Lake.  Don't know any reason for that.  She was watching the hall as if someone was coming.  But she had just come from an engagement party for a member of her family and I knew she was not expecting a visitor.  Strange that you can sit out there and not gaze at the Lake.  This observation has no purpose except I  love my Lake so much and want to gaze at it a lot. I have a few pleasures I do enjoy, Lake watching is one. Am I the odd one?  I admit I do strange things sometime, but I have written a few poems about the Lake and I get inspiration from it.

So I will continue with being myself if you don't mind. I have spent a life time, 93 years, trying to find myself and I think I understand myself pretty good.  Maybe there are still treasures to find.  I will keep searching.

Betty Boop

SUNDAY MORNING

Up early.  Went to bed too early last night.  A big bonus in that I was eating my regular  Sunday JIMMY DEAN SAUSAGE EGG CHEESE ON A ENGLISH MUFFIN, when I saw the most beautiful sunrise I have seen in a long time.  It was just so brief and intense that I could hardly take it in.  No artist could capture the blues and pinks as it was.  Really up lifting and made me feel so small and my troubles too.

My daughters stopped here for lunch on the way home from their trip to visit other daughter.  We ate lunch on the Cyber's patio.  First of many I hope because we like eating outside, overlooking the Lake.  Beautiful sight, though a little chilly. 

People are giving me nice comments on my latest hall table display.  St. Patricks Day is soon and I brought out all my dolls and stuffed animals, put green hats on them as they celebrate.  Father Frank let me borrow his huge flag of Ireland and it looks so cute, with shamrocks and green tissue flowers I made.  I don't know if people really like my funny displays or if they are glad someone else does it.  Oh well. I have fun doing it.

Betty Boop