I am sorry to tell you this, but for the next few months you won't be as important as you used to be. School is out. Everyday will feel like Friday to us. (We are sorry Darian, we mean us girls) But I will be looking forward to get reacquainted with you come September. Love, Granny
Dear Family and Friends:
Thanks to all of you who made Darian's high school graduation special. To those of you who drove a distance (Oklahoma) to those of you who drove across town to share the day with us. To all of you who sent him cards with gifts and well-wishes. To all of you here on my blog who offered him your congratulations. This part of his life (and mine) is now in the past. On to the future! A great big world out there for him. Love, Paula
You are my one and only! Yep, the only car I have! So you have to be reliable. And on Wednesday this week you weren't. No problem when I took Darian to work at 7:30 a.m. But when I went to pick him up at 4:30 p.m. you wouldn't start. Just click, click, click. I was pretty sure the battery was dead. A quick call to Darian and he found a ride home. Another quick call to Marvin (adopted son-in-law) and he came over. We couldn't find the battery. Not under the hood of the car. Grabbed the car manual and found that it is located under the back seat. I think I remembered this from an episode years ago. Something Richard handled and not me! One of those things he probably wanted to teach me, but I didn't want to learn. Anyway, battery removed (discovered it was purchased in 2008) so Marvin recommended just replacing it. And off he went to purchase one for me. Yikes $140.00 for a battery! I was thinking maybe about $75. You start now!! But, what the heck is that whining noise you are making????
Respectfully, (not going to say love tonight) Paula
WE still love you! But now it feels like most everyday is a weekend day. Well, to Harley and me it does. Darian is a working man now. From &7:40 a.m. to 4:30 p.m. Monday-Friday. This Friday (today) he is taking another trip to the MEPS (Marines) in Oklahoma City. This time for what they call a Moment of Truth! Time to fess up if they told any lies on their paperwork. Dumb!!! Boys games at their best, I say! Have fun and a good weekend to all.
This was taken at Piper's Graduation from 8th grade
on Monday evening!!