Monday, April 23, 2007

Holiday with Jim

Jim and I finally celebrated our birthdays in a new and wonderful way..on a vacation. The last couple of birthday's for Jim (on April 20th) have not been that much fun as he has spent them taking care of old sick wife..well for his birthday this year we packed my whole great big oxygen machine in the car and went all the way to St. George, Ut. It was quite an adventure to go past Provo and just keep on driving..we arrived there on Thursday and had about 2 hours in the sun (felt soooooo good), Then on Friday, Jim went and found some strangers to golf with, so he was happy, Saturday was sunny again and then we came home...sounds very tame and almost boring, but it was very nice to have a change of scene. I have to tell you all that I have found out that I am married to an almost, almost perfect person...(he does have 1 or 2 faults) but he has taken such good care of me these last few years (35 this Friday) he's had to work a little harder the last two..and has come through with flying colors...being patient and helpful and not complaining about having a sick wife. We kind of seemed old on this trip...because Jim really is loosing his hearing and my ears are just plugged from the tubes, so we had to talk really loud and keep repeating things to each other in the car..It seems comical if it wasn't so annoying that you actually do get some of these weird problems as you get older. I love reading all the blogs, because of the contrast, the different places everyone is in their lives...the just marrieds, the new moms, the little bit older moms and the gramas all living similar yet different experiences and we're all tied together and I love that we have the thread running in and around all of us.. It is like one of Abby's beautiful quilts that has many shapes and colors and yet when put together and quilted makes the most warm and wonderful place to wrap up in. I'm glad we have each other..

1 comment:

kelly said...

what fun! a road trip. That will get your blood going. i would love to watch the two of you interact, talking all loud, like a couple of old foaggies.