1.) We drove to Dayton, Ohio this week for my grandfather’s funeral. Aside from the obvious reasons, it was bittersweet because, after visiting Dayton for 41 years, I’m not sure when I’ll be back now.
2.) One of my grandpa’s hospice workers performed at his service. Yes, performed. She brought a guitar and sang songs. Songs that she sang when she visited him. I had no idea hospice did this. It was beautiful and so fitting to sing “Take Me Out to the Ballgame” for my grandpa. It made me wish I could sing so I could volunteer to do this for someone.
3.) No visit to Dayton is complete without a stop at the Air Force Museum. So we went. I’m always amazed at how many planes are in there. And how there is a converse relationship to how thrilled my guys and I are about looking at airplanes for hours. In fact, my aunt told me a funny story about how every boyfriend she ever brought home was so excited to go to the Air Force Museum with her and how much she dreaded it. By the time she brought home the one she would eventually marry, she just curled up in a chair and read a book while he looked around. So maybe the lack of airplane enthusiasm runs in the girl side of our family.
4.) However, in honor of of the airplanes, I finally clicked open CODE NAME VERITY by Elizabeth Wein on my Kindle. WHAT A GOOD BOOK. But get the print version. You’ll want to flip back and forth and that’s very frustrating on an e-reader.
5.) My oldest, Mr. E, got the first of his orthodontics in this week. Let’s just say I am grateful that our insurance is covering some of it. It’s going to be a long haul.