I'm not ashamed of my age - I've worked hard to get to where I am. I would happily trade my body in for a younger version, but I wouldn't give up my mind - there are too many lessons I wouldn't want to learn again. I have friends from all age groups, from 30 years younger than I am to 20 years older than I am. But I do admit to being alive on November 22, 1963, the day that President John F Kennedy was assassinated. I was in Elementary school at the time, in fourth grade, and I was returning to the classroom from the playground when we were all called back in to our classrooms. I know that we didn't truly understand what was happening - a lot of my understanding came later, looking back on the events through the eyes of commentators and historians. But I remember the funeral. It was quite amazing - the black horses and the procession down the avenue are still in my memories, colored by the black and white television that we watched at the time. Yes, I will admit that I am ancient, but I can be a lot of fun for all of that (want to ride roller coasters with me?).
It was quite the funeral procession. And there was
no sound - despite the 1000's of people who
lined the avenue.
And I have finished five of my holiday stars so far with more in the works. I'll be printing boxes this week and starting to get them sorted out so that I know which ones are going where. I have to get things organized because with this six-day work week, my time is very limited. I also have to start decorating the store today and tomorrow so that I don't have to come in and help on Wednesday - I have too much to do at home to spare the time to come in. I am trying to make my holidays low-key and inexpensive. So far it's working, but we'll have to wait and see if I have succeeded completely by the end of the season. At least I'm beading and creating again. I am designing my holiday cards and looking forward to making them, and my gifts are in the creative pipeline. I'm happy.