LAUREL COUNTY, Ky. — I’m home again after spending nearly two weeks in the hospital and a rehab facility recovering from two strokes that put me down on October 28. I’m actually getting around the house unassisted but typing is still a major challenge so I’m writing this one carefully-considered key stroke at a time. So, when I complete a word and later decide it’s not the one I wanted, I’m leaving it in anyway because it is too physically difficult to go back and make the appropriate changes. Suffice to say that the strokes did nothing to alter my inherent laziness.
I once painted an entire room the wrong color. Loretta had bought over 30 gallons of paint from which one could have made a virtual rainbow. Robin Egg Blue for one room, Mulberry for another, Dandelion for yet another. Name any color besides black and it was in the mix. The guy who mixed the paint had put a brush stroke on the lids to indicate what color was in each can. I like blue and figured it would look good in our bedroom so that’s just what I did. I found out later that it was supposed to be Key Lime Pie, thereby ending a budding career in home decor.
Loretta is also one of those people who believe that anytime you get a Christmas card, you’re obligated to send one back. She gets irked if we get cards delivered on Christmas Eve because she’s out of time to make the turnaround. We have three wide first-floor interior entrance-ways between kitchen, dining room, hallway, living room, etc. She uses scotch tape to hang Christmas cards on their trim and facings throughout the house. I have yet to see anyone stopping to open the cards so they can yelp, “Hey, you got a card from Aunt Maggie. She must have forgot all about me.” In which case Lo would say, “Well, it came on Christmas Eve , but I’ll send her one next year.”