I had to make a phone call that required my Social Security card and Blue Cross card so I had the contents of my wallet strung out over the table. I tried to avoid seeing the lost driver's license photo. I was on the line a considerable time because of one of those "your call is very important to us" recordings. I was on there so long it startled me when they answered.
I finished up the morning work and took off for exercise class at the wellness center. I had time to kill because the first errand didn't take long. So, I went into a thrift store. I had two purchases and opened my purse, no wallet. I had driven all over town with no driver's license. That bothered me more than not having money to pay for my purchase. Whenever I have loose change, I just drop it loose in my purse. I was able to dig up enough coins to keep from being arrested as a vagrant.
The loose change used to be free for the taking for the grandkids but the last two have outgrown the loose change stage and show a bigger interest when Grandma offers skills for change such as carrying off three-day-old dead possums. And a bill is worthwhile when something is so rusted that even they have trouble changing a flat tire. They would do it for nothing, but that's not Grandma's way! I sure drove home carefully and made sure the wallet was restored to its place.
It was such a pleasure to see so many old friends at Jean Knox's 80th birthday celebration. Usually, we all see each other at funerals, so it was nice on a happy day.
Yesterday, I listened to a discussion about the Arkansas song or Arkansas Traveler song. I've always thought the Arkansas song was hard to sing, but I've heard older locals that attended grade school here, come back and sing it as easily as I can sing the Iowa Corn song. The critics are very harsh on the Arkansas Traveler song and of course it would require new words. I've always thought the tune was very catchy.
I have three outlaw roosters from the farm that have discovered they can finish out their meals from the cat pan on the front porch. It irritates the grandson for them to do that and he enjoys sending them flying and squawking. I looked out this morning and there sat two of them on the front railing sunning and grooming themselves. I'm sure the critics would cloak on that as Al Capp and Bob Burns have already burned Arkansas' public image. Guess I better take my hands out of the dish water and get them back to the barn, knowing they'll be back tomorrow.
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Editor's note: Edith Lammey has been a resident of the area for nearly 40 years. She can be contacted through the Times at 451-1196 or [email protected].
Editorial on 03/05/2014