Friday, May 23, 2003

 

I didn't ever think I'd ever get going today. I finally did, and went to Speed Street, a NASCAR festival on the streets of uptown Charlotte. I got lots of free things(hat, toy cars, cereal , cereal bowl, cup, muffin mix, popcorn, cheese crackers, country music CD's, and bugles snack, that they gave me but I really don't like, so I will give it to someone at work). They ran out of Doughboy dolls, and I was quite disappointed. I also got to look at this new little library that might have an opening soon. I wanted to stop in the Catholic church that was nearby, but they had already closed for the day. I had a slight scare when I thought I missed the bus that I was taking home. It was just running late. Some nice man reassured me things were just hectic today. For dinner I went to Q'doba. It's one of my favorite places to eat, outside on the patio they had a band playing. When I was leaving the restaurant, a little boy who was about nine years old, held the door for me. That was so sweet. It made my day.
Things I still need to do...
Clean Refrigerator
Throw out flowers I received when I had my surgery (November)
Get Car

I am tired, and I've started to rub a blister on my foot from walking on a dog chow that somehow got in my shoe.

posted by Caroline 5/23/2003 09:12:00 PM

 

For the two blank days. I had wanted to enter a link for some web sites. I thought the only thing I needed to do was click on the icon and type in the URL, obviously, there is another step. So for right now. The most wonderful town in the world. The town where I grew up...http://longislandexchange.com/towns/babylon.html
and http://www.babylonvillage.com

posted by Caroline 5/23/2003 10:35:00 AM

Saturday, May 17, 2003

 

The Ice Cream Man.
For the last couple of weeks a ice cream truck has been making the rounds in my neighborhood. Today's tune was "Pop Goes The Weasel" a few days ago "Yankee Doodle", usually the tune will go in and out of my thoughts for many hours. When I was growing up on Long Island, we had Jerry the ice cream man. Jerry didn't have a truck, he had a bicycle. He didn't have repetitive music, but bells across his handlebars that he shook to call the kids to the street. All the neighborhood kids loved Jerry. He told funny jokes, and called you meatball, and other goofy names. Jerry showed us a $100.00 dollar bill, then hid it and then he made us guess who was on it .Somewhere at my parents house there is a bad black and white photo of me and the other kids standing in front of the ice cream cycle.
My cousin who lived a few towns away had the ice cream truck. There seemed to be a understanding among the kids there...the ice cream man is where you got illegal fireworks, and ......drugs.
I'm glad we had Jerry

posted by Caroline 5/17/2003 08:44:00 PM

 

posted by Caroline 5/17/2003 05:17:00 PM

Tuesday, May 13, 2003

 

posted by Caroline 5/13/2003 09:14:00 AM