Friday, November 10, 2006

veteran's day a bit early

ok, so i had the day off for veteran's day.....and so my mother and i made our annual tour of the area goodwills and discount stores.....ending up at red lobster...the only lexington restaurant (in my mother's opinion)......we went up past shakertown...which likely prompted my mother's curious line of comversation in jessamine county...by the newish golfcourse on the left....the one with the house topped with a widow's walk......and there is an unstored stone fence between the road and the greens...and my mother commented that the landowner at the time must have paid the shakers to build that fence......and when i asserted that they wouldn't have had to pay their own slaves to build fence, my mother countered with her view that only the shakers knew how to build dry stone fences.......which wasn't worth pursuing as such arguments rarely are....but it the episode did give me pause.....and of course the ride back, interrupted briefly by our visit to my dad's grave at the camp nelson national cemetary, was during npr news....and my mother made it clear that she hasn't trusted the democrats since they robbed social security during the 30's......which i will take the time to review....mostly because i thought that social security was created by the democrats in the 30's and there would be no reason to rob from it.......but i digress from the goodwills.....i found a lovely pair of ralph lauren wool/cashmere slacks in black......and another pair of lauren khaki's...and several nice scarves.......and another anita shreeve novel...someone who lives in the mcmansion ghetto across from beaumont plaza must like her, as there is usually a new installment whenever i stop by.......note to self- send my mom flowers on november 17th....now that i have seen his headstone it occured to me that the date of his death is approaching...hard to believe that time passes so quickly.......

1 comment:

MM said...

ok, so if my mother is a bit behind in the really interesting semi-senility tales........the mother of a good friend of ours is syrian...and she is now telling the story that jesus once stayed in the ancestral home of her family in damascus......now, that sentiment has cachet, even it is is not true.....