Monday, September 01, 2014

Labor Day

I am writing in my sleep. If I slur my words, you will know why.

Today was Labor Day. We have been known, in years long gone, to have giant holiday picnics. Today we didn't. Instead we accepted the invitation of friends and went to a picnic instead. It was nice to sit and relax, visit with friends, and enjoy a day out.

Today it is September. Sweet, and sometimes sad, September. A month of memories. I find myself looking forward to a much anticipated cross country flight and a visit with my friend Wanda, another almost cross country flight to Minnesota where my little
grandson waits, and I find myself looking back on sweet memories of my daddy. September 28 is my own special day of remembrance. I call it "Wear Dad's Shirt Day" and I will pull that old flannel shirt of Dad's out of my closet, put it on, and remember my dad. Perhaps I'd better pack it in my suitcase just in case I'm still in Minnesota or on my way home when "Wear Dad's Shirt Day" comes along. I'd hate to miss it.

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  1. Great idea Martha....and.....I am positive Wanda would love to see it...
    Enjoy the rest of your evening...
    Cheers!
    Linda :o)

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    1. It isn't much to look at, but I still think it's a good idea.
      I had a sleepy evening and I'm having a sleepy morning too.
      I hope you have a wonderful day!

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  2. Nice memories and some fun things on your calendar!

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    1. Yes, fun things. Always have to put a few fun things on there.
      :0)

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  3. I love the shirt story. I wish I had a shirt of my dad, but oh my, that was almost 50 years ago. Bring your shirt..I would love to see it. Counting the days.

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    1. Okay. I am counting now too.
      Can't wait to see you and give you a big hug.
      :0)

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