My granddaughter is a year old now and the few times that I’ve gone with my son anywhere and if she has been with him, I don’t see a stroller. Well, I don’t think about it much until after I get home, but now I wonder if he is going to get one.
He seems to like to let her walk and I can tell she loves to walk. I think she was walking right after she turned 11 months. She still crawled and walked on her hands and feet like my kids did right before they started walking, but she started a little earlier.
Him and his wife are pretty active, though. Running, basketball (him), and volleyball (her), I wonder what they would think of a bob revolution stroller. I wonder what she would think of it.:)
It’s been quite awhile since I’ve thought about a vacation or any trip for that matter. I’ve still been thinking about going to on my journey to California, but I’ve also had thoughts of somewhere closer.
Orlando vacations sounds really inviting right now, but there’s no hurry. Summer is almost over already and in less than two months my daughter is going to be 18 years old. I don’t know what her plans are going to be once she becomes an “adult” (to society). And I’m in no rush to find out.
The name, Designers Fountain Lighting, brings up images of me in my second foster home. I don’t have many memories there because I was there for less than a year. The two saddest memories I have were that my grandfather and Elvis Presley died. But I don’t want those memories to be the focus of this blog post.
My foster mother, a college for nursing student, who was also diabetic and a foster father who was into politics. That’s all I really knew about him. I don’t know if he was running for office, just that I had to help him stuff envelopes and mailboxes.
They didn’t have any children and I don’t know if they planned on having any. I wondered if it had anything to do with her diabetes. Not that I asked, but I thought about it.
Their house was nothing fancy, but it was very nice. I loved the dining room wall, which had glass tiles. I don’t remember the designs on the tiles, I just remember how pretty I thought they were.
Some time during my short stay there, they purchased a new couch, which she kept the plastic on. Sure made me not want to sit on it. But it was better than sitting on the floor and since there was only “his” chair, there weren’t many choices.
What I loved was the lighted fountain they bought. It was a coffee table fountain with two angels spouting out water. I think they were each holding a bowl. the lights made them look even more angelic.
I was only 13 and don’t remember all the details. I loved the lighted oil fountain that hung on the ceiling by a thick chain even more. i thought it was cool that water or oil could go down the way it did without spilling out. It was the first time I had ever seen one. I didn’t believe it was oil so I touched it. I thought it was water. Good think it wasn’t hot oil.
That was just one of several foster homes that I lived in for a short time. Although sad memories resurface once in awhile, it was a long time ago and I no longer feel that sadness. I’d still rather remember the pleasant memories like the beauty they brought to their home.
It’s almost time for my son, Anthony to begin college. He’s going to be earning his B.A. in computer science. He’s always been pretty independent, even as a small child, which I have mixed feelings about. Being my first, I wanted to baby him…some, well, more than I did, but, most of the time he showed me that he was too intelligent for that kind of stuff.
Of course growing up we all know that there may be things that we won’t necessarily want to do, but we know need to be done. A class, for instance. Anthony was required to take a course in Anthropology. Strange subject for a computer science major, don’t you think? Well, he finished it with an “A”. It was only a week long course. Online Schooling can be so convenient, especially when the class is so short.
While I don’t have to learn anything about the contents of the book he bought for the class, I told him that I’m interested. Who knows? Maybe there’ll be something to write about. I opened the book and it immediately took me to a page on arranged marriages…in India. Synchronicity? So, what’s the message?
My web hosting account was accidently canceled due to a setting in the web host’s system from when I canceled last year. I had a backup but then I reformatted my hard drive and hadn’t made another backup copy. Lesson learned.
So now I’m slowly but surely finding and posting the blog posts for the past two years. I still have some on another blog. So glad I kept that intact. You know what would be really nice? And pretty darn cool? If there was a way to utilize POS systems in a way by scanning files or better yet, an entire database electronically without having to make backup copies. That would be awesome.
Or how about scanning the entire internet for the documents without compromising anyone else’s data or privacy. Of course, there would be people who may want to take advantage of the system, but I’m going to make up that that wouldn’t happen.
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