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Friday, September 19, 2014

Razor

Good Evening!  This week we saw Natalie get back into the swing of things.....no not with a racquet....but still ....progress.  She went back to the gym to work with her fitness guru Paul.  And let me tell ya....she was feeling it.

In my quest to rid my house and garage of all the ....let's just call em....extras.  I've been selling things on local FaceBook pages.  I still have things in boxes from my parents house that I haven't looked at since packing them in Chicago.  This week it's been my dad's album collection.  He worked at Capital Records at one point.  So, Natalie and I have been creating a data base of all the albums and their condition.  What an awesome trip down memory lane for me, although hard at times.  Coming across my dad's favorites like Nat King Cole and Dean Martin.  Or my sister's favorites like Elvis and The Beach Boys.  Or my brother's favs like The Stones and Stevie Wonder.  Boy do I miss the three of them and those times.

Anyways, on one of those sites a lady posted that she was ISO (in search of) two razor scooters.  So, Nic went out in the garage a pulled out Natalie's for me to try to sell.  I mean....strike when the irons hot ...right?  When Nat heard she went dashing (ok...hobbled) out to the driveway.  Yelling, "you can't sell my razor".  Yet another reason we have soooo many "extras" around.  And yes, by the time I got their she was riding it in her boot, I'm thinking not what the doctor ordered.

So, you see we are keeping busy here at home.  Must say missing the road of tennis at times.  I mean we have been at it for over two years and now we came to a stand still.  Adjustments had to be made.  And poor Natalie, well she is just happy to have been able to drive one time this week and to go to the gym.  Something to be said to be out and amoungst the people.  Tonight she made her way to watch her brother Ed coach his high school football team.  I guess a few friends will be joining her, a great thing.  As for me, gunna try to sell that razor before she gets home to hide it.  Love and Blessings.....Sherry!