Creo estoy sonando

I believe I am dreaming, with having Jose here repairing and installing
everything I have dreamed about for four years. In four days of work, and
less than five hundred dollars in wages and materials he has repaired most
the things on the list that hung on my refrigerator for four years. My brother and husband were totally overwhelmed by the list, and I didn't know where or
how to begin. No one would help me as a service project even though it was promised several times.

Right now, Jose is busting his ass digging out the basket ball court area
from the winter collapse so we can pour concrete next week if my money comes through. It would be fun if the grand kids could gather around and put their hand prints on the boarders, their names and birth dates; maybe then I could remember how to spell them and their birthdays!

He's only doing that now because we need to give him some money to got to Home Depot to pick up the materials to complete the chain link fence around the swimming pool area, and to finish the green house kitchen window.
Steve should be back shortly, but Jose is as manic as I, and can't just sit around.

Steven is buying film today and I will take some photos, take them to Wall
greens for a CD and post them in a few days. Yes, it would be nice to have a
digital camera and that is on my list of things to buy if the federal
government actually sends me the money they have promised for the last two
years.

Yes, I am a socialist. Yes, I Like living off the government's hand outs
for social security disability.

I will enjoy my incentive check and tax returns. I appreciate Paul Farb, my third husband having arranged for me to get total refunds for the rest of my life on federal income tax because of his narcissistic errors. Bless him. At least I get a little of what I invested in him back. If you see him, tell him thank you.

No, I am not ashamed to admit it. The world and my church has treated me with disdain for 60 years, and I deserve a little payback.

I have paid my dues to church and state, and I don't mind getting a little of my own back, thank you.

I put new hats on my scarecrows from my hat collection and worked on the
split rail fence around the garden. I planted 12 ASPERAGUS plants and have
slats to put by them, one for each grand child. It will take about two
years before we can begin to harvest asparagus to eat. By then the
grandkids should be old enough to try tasting it. Begin to prepare them now.

Come by those who can, drag Mother over to see it, and patiently wait for
the 20th century low tech high tech photos.


Love you, LoLyn.