Ruth and Janie

Today was Ruth's birthday.  Over and over, throughout the day, I thought about calling her but when I'd look at the clock and calculate the time difference I knew she'd either be getting ready for school, at school, coming home from school, or I was in a meeting or unable to call...and here it is...9:00 her time and I'm pretty sure she's probably gone to bed...decided to call...and she has, and is fast asleep....Adam, Moroni, and Sam are still up...but not Ruth.  :(  I guess I'll call tomorrow...just know that really doesn't cut it.

I had a luncheon today with "The Old Ladies Playgroup" as Cherstin so affectionately called my group of ladies here in my ward.  It's fun to see everyone in a more relaxed way than just durning church.  We went to a New Mexican restaurant and the food I had was really very good.  I've learned that I like Baja Mexican and much of what they have around here is not that.  I would love a good chimichanga from California...but didn't even try one today because I've been disappointed too many times.  But the food was good and so was the company.

I also spent a couple hours practicing the organ...not much new on that front.

And I finished the quilt top for William...four years late...but what the hey!   While I was finishing it Alexis called.  It was sure good to talk to her.   My cousin, Janie Roskelley, passed away a couple of days ago and Lexie and I had a chance to share and catch up on that news and other things.  I'm saddened about Janie's passing...only because I didn't take as much advantage as I should have to stay in contact.  But I'm thrilled for her too...she is seeing her father who has been gone for 60 years and she was just a toddler when he was killed in Korea.  And I'm sure she's happy to see him and her mom.  My last visit with her in her home was with my Mom and Dad and Lexie.  She loved angels, bears, and all things patriotic.  In fact, on that trip she gave me a patriotic angel and it has a treasured place on my mantel.  It is ironic that she and I had both requested a biography of our grandmother from our cousin, Kathy, and the following day Janie passed.  It is also ironic to me that I'm remembering her and Ruth in this post, and her mom's name is Ruth too.   RIP dear Janie!