Friday, April 4, 2014 Well about time.....

Today was one of our busy ones, picking up our meds at the Pharmacy, walking from there to the Teapot...where mac had his feet done, usually he hates this, but it went well...and Anne the woman who does his feet was her cheery self.  Such a pleasure, i can't say enough about the good work and kindness of the people at The Teapot..She compliments him for the right reasons,  i can't think of what she said that was so perfect, but he was a happy camper when we left there.



This is one of the many good reasons to be where we are...and that is The Teapot, the lunches where we join others - all the people are  friendly..the trips for our groceries when we can't trudge through the snow...they have a little bus..that will take us...this same bus and the friendly driver Frank takes groups to special places..plus they have a woman's group which i can join on some of my respite days...and of course the fact that it is right on the lake...how terrific that is...

So when we went for groceries after the Teapot.....and finally arrived  home, mac said, 'Well about time"...as we walked in the front door.  I'm always so happy that he feels that way, that he is content - this is the way I feel too, we've been here a year, and in that time, i've noticed more and more that he is exactly what we are ...content. 

Friday is the day we start off with seeing Richard the guitar guy...he plays and sings...from 9;30 a.m. to 10;30...and when we stroll in Richard always has a song for Mac, he knows mac likes jazz..and so he'll sing Sweet Lorraine, or Do nothing till you hear from me...talk about who wrote the song...and now we've been bringing our neighbour Rene, a man from normandy in France..and it was  wonderful to see him light up and sing the beautiful French song about the Bridges in paris...with Richard.  in fact he sung along with most of the songs...and said he loved 'i could have danced all night..' telling me ' that's from My Fair Lady.

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Mac just called out , 'the light is on so you can come to bed...well ok i"m on my way'...though i wanted to mention how different Mac is from the man Glenna and i watched on an old home movie yesterday..there he was swimming in the pool with the grandkids, laughing, strong, handsome and full of fun...playing the game Marco Polo, and trying to catch us...well he is still that man...still there for us...maybe not so strong, but still handsome and still fun to be with...even though he's not quite sure, who we are...we sure know who he is and that's what counts...g'nite...

.I don't know this neighbour well except that I know he went to paris last summer, and that he is always alone, reads a magazine or a book while he eats his meals, but has a pleasant smile for everyone before he sits down.  Always wears an apron for his meals, with the salt and pepper shaker  in his apron pocket...

We are always sad to hear of the ones who are sick, or are no longer with us, but there are the ones who are in fairly good health...and he for sure seems to be doing okay.