Judy has more good news!

During the Building Committee meeting last night, my phone was going nuts with one friend calling twice just to make sure I got the message. My friend, Jen, was wondering if I still had my left-handed golf clubs and if so, could her son use them? Yesterday afternoon when Justin and I were getting the roosters and hens down from the shelf, I saw my clubs in the corner and had the passing thought that they probably would never see the light of day again. I really enjoyed the golfing, mostly at the driving range, but not enough to want to go out and do it again. In fact, my clubs had crossed my mind Wednesday night, when I was thinking of things to send to Joanne's yard sale. Thursday, on the way to Victory, I drove past a lighted driving range and thought about my clubs....and then Jen called. Hmmmm, what would you call that?????

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One of the other calls was not about golfing at all---in fact, it was more like a singing telegram, telling me "God is so good"!!! Judy had gotten an excellent report from the oncologist indicating no spreading of her cancer or further involvement. Leave it to Judy to write a song about it, with the refrain asking for more "thank you" prayers to the Lord for His mercy on her. Please, ladies of age, make sure you get your diagnostic tests done so you can avoid an unpleasant or life-ending experience! Judy is now, and already was, a champion of the breast cancer survivors. She volunteers in an area mammo clinic and so has first-hand knowledge and contact with the ladies who come in. Go Judy! And thank you, Lord Jesus, for sparing my friend!!!!

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I guess I should not worry too much about not being a good golfer because I am a better bowler than PresBO, but I shouldn't feel too proud because after all, well, he told a bad joke about his skills on Leno last night..............Tennis lessons were fun, too. Andy, the pro at Eagle Harbor, really liked me, but made me promise not to tell my then spouse that I had better hand/eye coordination than did he! Both of us were taking lessons at the time, him first and then me. Justin, Timmy, and I would go to the tennis courts and use the ball machine to shoot balls at us. Once, Timmy was standing at the "receiving end" of the court, trying to pick up the balls, when, WHAM!!, I hit him smack in the forehead with a ball! He was such a trouper, that kid, it bothered me far more than it bothered him!

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The recent death of the actress who died after falling on the skiing practice hill brought back to mind my brush with learning to ski. And I did! Once I learned how to ski, I went to the lodge to wait for the hot doggers to come back. But, while we were learning how to ski, four of us from our company, I was the only one who never fell down. In fact, my former spouse was taken over on the side for some private instruction while I continued skiing in circles and around where the instructors told us to go.

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Even getting on and off the gizmo which takes people up the mountain involved training and somehow I managed to get on and off without falling. Mostly my goal was to not fall, because heaven only knows how in the world I would get back up again! I felt like a champ because I stayed upright, which is truly the intent of skiing. Sometime later on this trip, my already estranged spouse critically announced that only someone who has fallen is considered "a real skier". Oh, don't worry, I was not robbed of my pride! I was not the one taken off on the side for remedial training! And I did not fall and bump my head, like the actress did. Was that not the weirdest thing?

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Today brings a phone meeting with my attorney to discuss a few matters yet unsettled, as we await the Judges' signature on his recent decision from the hearing. After this phone call, I am available until 1:00 pm when I have a lunch meeting with Louise from Art Guild, my "boss" regarding new members and their mentoring. We are blazing new territory as there is no established plan for "assimilating" people into the group. I have some knowledge of assimilation (I used to be a Borg!) so we can get a plan in place to help folks in the Art Guild. The Guild has grown by nearly three times its former size and this was not usually a problem. Everyone knew everyone, but now, not so much. I feel like Kramer, wanting to put up photos and names of everyone to help identify newcomers (re: The Kiss Hello episode). Funny!!!!!

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This evening my time is being spent with some church family as we are invited to a Wine Tasting party in Mandarin. The hostess, Tamara, told me to invite "my girls" so I have two friends joining me in the fun. Tomorrow is a Tupperware party at Wendy's house, to help her friend kick off her business. Truly there must be some other way to make extra money than Tupperware but Jennifer and I are going to go to show our support. Lisa, get ready for more Tupperware!!!!