1. Every so often, when he strolls to the grocery store, Roger, my lifelong friend, calls me from Salem, OR.
That happened this morning and we had a fun conversation about how machines on the casino gaming floor work, the 1970 Spokane Indians, and Debbie's purchase of another silver Toyota. I got kind of carried away telling Roger about our son-in-law Hiram's world-wide status as a euphonium player. I guess my endless yakking about Hiram arose because Debbie is back at the Diaz household again and I didn't know if Hiram had returned from a musical engagement he had in Portugal.
2. Debbie sent me a picture today that sent me into a minor tailspin of nostalgic happiness. When we lived in Greenbelt, MD, from time to time I ventured over to the Hollywood neighborhood of College Park and bought groceries at Mom's Organic Market. Shopping there took me back to shopping at the Kiva in Eugene and now, when I shop at Pilgrim's in CdA, I get nostalgic for Mom's and the Kiva.
Anyway.
Debbie and Jack went to the Mom's Organic Market in Woodbridge, VA today.
Debbie sent me a photo of Jack outside Mom's.
It sent me back to Eugene and College Park and over the 4th of July Pass to Pilgrim's. I was entranced.
It's fun being someone who's easy to make all dreamy and wobbly kneed -- just over a grocery store.
Btw, if Debbie reads this post, I want her to know I also mind traveled back to DC's Ivy City neighborhod and the Atlas Brewing tasting room and our conversation with that young couple. She'd gone to the U of Oregon. Had he? Can't remember. But we had a great talk and they had just finished shopping very nearby at Mom's Organic Market on New York Ave NE in DC.
3. I think someone out in the world of cyber mischief making fooled with my primary gmail account. Google intervened. I wouldn't have known anything happened except I discovered Google canceled my gmail password. I did a little looking around, a little reading, got a grip on what I needed to do, and after a few Google-guided steps, I successfully changed my password.
It's a relief for me whenever I navigate one of these processes, however simple it might be.
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