LET’S CHAT ABOUT MY NEIGHBORHOOD

1. Such a BEAUTIFUL DAY IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD today.  Busy, busy.  But the people whose paths I crossed were so nice.  You all should meet Tracy, who works for my eye doctor.  Doctor had said there was very little change in my vision.  Maybe he could improve it a little but it might not be worth the cost.  Then Tracy told me these glasses I have now are pretty.  I left with a lift.

2. That reminds me of another sales girl who brightened my day last week.  She was fit as a fiddle, agile, strong, and helpful.  I remarked that I wish I had tried harder to keep my health and fitness—there I was with a cane and oxygen bag.  She smiled as she shut my door and said, “Forgive yourself.”  What?!  Now you tell me how much chance there was for her to say that unless the Lord gave her special insight with words to say to this old woman!

3. As you know I go to the Town Center five times a week to walk.  I go to the Senior Center which is managed by Ashley and Carol.  They always have a walker waiting by the door for me.  I go in with a cane and switch to the walker so I can carry my oxygen on it.  I take it to the gym where the walking laps are located.  (I can’t load my own walker.) 

4. See the picture at top.  One day I saw these three dolls on the 50 cent table.  They were cute so I gave Ashley a couple dollars and told her to keep the change.  Big of me, huh?  😀  When I got home I saw they were original Holly Hobby dolls.  Went on line to check them out.  They are worth about 18 to 20 dollars.  I called Ashley back and told her that.  I told her I couldn’t afford that but I would bring them back or give her five dollars each for them.  She said it was my find, so keep them and enjoy them.  As you can see, I do.  They sit about six feet from me right now.  Jadalyn arranged them in the drawer for me.

5. There are several tables of game players there where I pick up the walker.  They are so friendly.  Of course, I do have more sense that to tell them what kind of hand someone has.  One lady brought me a Christmas card today.  Another lady brought me four new dresses which he had bought before retiring.  Since retirement she no longer needed the dresses.  I don’t either, but they are pretty.  I hope they will fit.  Another lady gave me her extra bag with an apple and orange in it. 

6. In the large entrance hall there are quite often people sitting, – waiting, people watching or studying.  One day I sat down by a young man who had been in the gym playing basketball.  I said something like this.  “Hi, I like people.  You are all alone, so can I chat with you a bit?”  Turning his cell phone over, he said, “okay.”  His name was Darin.  He had spent Thanksgiving in Arkansas with his family at grandma’s house.  He had a large number of siblings.  He wasn’t interested in global climate and didn’t know anything about it.  He had lived in Mustang for quite a while.  He didn’t know my name but he did know I go there to walk a lot.  They play basketball on the first floor.  The lap track is above them so they can see who is walking.  He was nice; I was blessed.

7. Oh how I wish you lived in Mustang where you could take a walk in my neighborhood.  

About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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5 Responses to LET’S CHAT ABOUT MY NEIGHBORHOOD

  1. atimetoshare.me says:

    Do do I.

  2. SarahC says:

    Enjoyed the visit

  3. Sounds like a wonderful neighborhood.

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