We have two good friends, friends since before we were married. Sisters, Ann and Daisy, are getting enough age to be called old, Ann is 91 and Daisy is 94. Both are spry and still drive.
Once Shirley, Sherry and I went out to breakfast with them, probably Daisy’s birthday or our 'heading to Florida' breakfast. But at the get together the girls brought a doll to Shirley. It is a super cute, mischievous looking dude with a red hat.
Shirley was so proud of the dude, she took it to Walmart and Roses put it in the cart seat as she shopped. She even introduced it to the manager of Walmart.
It is named Annabelle and its little bear partner is Daisy. After Shirley passed we inherited the two.
I am the lazy one around here and normally get up last, so I make the bed. I enjoy the different positions Annabelle and Daisy can be displayed. No one else has commented on the doll, but Sherry notices. It is sort of a game. I am not a fan of EXTRA pillows, but methinks it is all the rage. For sleeping I prefer a very thin pillow.
It is more fun than just throwing a teddy up there. When you get a little old, small things make you smile!
Y’all have a great week, we are off to church. It is the church’s 100th anniversary. My dad pastored this church from 1954-65.(I pestered it from '54-56) I met the love of my life here and there are still a few folks here from that era.
Ps 1.. More on IBM in the morrow.
PS2 Taken from a collection of notes left in milk bottles for the milkman, Enjoy: