There was a PGR funeral for Robert H Blackwell, 71, US Navy. This was a short funeral with just an escort to Camp Butler and ceremony was held there.
They played a Hank Williams song that my husband liked also. His widow cried. It's a song they loved and we'll always remember their favorites.
Afterward I got home in time to change for Distant Memories. Since last week's video had an error when I said a year, I redid the presentation privately without an audience just before the flag lowering ceremony. The problem is that this solo on camera misses the closing because of the bells ringing at 7PM.
What did I find on my Wednesday shopping?
I got 2 nice dresses: one of which has a Hawaiian look which not only replaces a similar 2 piece skirt and top that I had for years but out grew but I'll be able to wear it to the rum tasting at Edwards Place for the Tiki era. I got a dog toy for Sophie too. When I got home, there were two of her toys that she dropped around the neighborhood on my front bistro table. Neighbors are so nice.
In the evening I went to a meeting that wasn't. Not held during July and August. So, I stopped by the mall and went to Claire's and got me a tiara to make me feel better.
While at the Salvation Army and I found a shirt that says "Orthopedic Center of Illinois" and just had to have it. I feel like a part owner of that place.
Thursday evening I went to see the movie, Dunkirk. There was very little talking in the movie but the loud sound made me constantly adjust the hearing aids.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dunkirk_(2017_film)
Friday I went to our vacation bible school in my uniform to tell the kids how much the troops appreciate the letters that they wrote to them.
Saturday I went to the CMA breakfast. I then went to Jacksonville PAWS to check on a pekingese that was a puppy mill dog and she doesn't know how to be a pet yet. They say she's about 8 years old and not yet vetted. I brought Sophie to see how they got along and that didn't seem to be a problem. She doesn't know the name they gave her and she doesn't mess in the kennel but goes out in the fenced run. I don't know if she's house broke. I will say this, when I held her, she leaned against me for security and that's a start to bonding. By the end of the day, the ad was removed from petfinder. Maybe when she's here, we'll learn her personality and that will assign the name.
My only concern is that she can come out of her shyness. My previous dog before getting Sophie was Marley who never came out of it all the way. But I think Marley may have been abused and "Cammy" just doesn't know love. They had a lot of cute dogs there, unlike the Sangamon County Animal Control which has a lot of pit bulls. PAWS is a no-kill shelter and should anything happen, she has to go back to them. Since she is a bit senior, I hope to rescue her later years with knowing the pleasure just being a dog.
Saturday evening I went to a Rum Tasting fundraiser at Edwards Place.
I brought my own crystal shot glass but never had a chance to use it. The second drink we went outside because it was brewed over an open fire and stirred with a hot poker. It tasted a little like molasses only worse. I'm glad it was outside because I poured it out by a tree.
Our 4th taste was from the prohibition period and it was a virgin drink. Mai Thai was last. So we learned the History of rum. Rum day is Aug 16. Learn more here:
A Brief History of Rum for National Rum Day
Sunday I made scalloped potatoes and ham but it wasn't like my mothers cooking. The recipe I found included cream instead of milk and the cheese I used was fat free shredded cheddar that hardly melted. I'm sure mom made it in a skillet but mine was baked and it would have been better in a tray rather than a deep casserole dish because it seemed to take forever to soften even thinly sliced potatoes.
Well with all physical limitations that I've had, I didn't get to plant a garden. However, end of June I squatted down with a garden kneel-er and planted some yellow squash late in the planting season. Sunday I noticed a yellow flower so it looks like I won't be totally void of a garden. This was the first weekend that my son didn't have to cut the grass because I did it myself. Instead I had him cut out a wild growing tree behind the shed. Baby steps.