Personal: Chicago Pt. 2
Thursday, May 8, 2008 by Lindsey
Did you write the book of love?
And do you have faith in God above,
If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock 'n roll?
Can music save your mortal soul,
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
And do you have faith in God above,
If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock 'n roll?
Can music save your mortal soul,
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Good Morning from the Windy City!
The night dragged on after I signed off, because poor Molly got a stomach ache and cried for an hour. Plus the cot I was sleeping on wasn't the most comfortable ever. Wasn't too bad, though. :-)
This morning, I got up and went downstairs to the breakfast room to get some coffee and a bagel...and was promptly kicked out by a hotel employee. "Excuse me, HON, but you're going to have to go upstairs and put some shoes on. Until then, you cannot get food here." I practically grew up in hotels, going to Homeschool conventions. No one has ever told me that before. My shoes, are muddy - and were dirtier than my feet anyway. Very amusing.
Last night, one of our very emotional moments was when Grandma brought some things of my Nana's. (A few crochet pieces, and a beautiful little prayer book.) It was Nana's birthday yesterday. I don't remember her well, but the memories I do have are very good ones. Eating fudgesicles together on Grandma's back deck, and sharing mint tea, and being measured on her door frame at her little house that smelled musky and flowery (very distinctive smell) in Tularosa, NM. I wish I'd been able to know her better...she was a huge spiritual influence to my Mom, as well as them being very close. I know Mom misses her, she was saying last night "She would be making crocheted things for Lindsey...as she gets ready to go out on her own..."
Lots of conflicting feelings.
Overall, a good day so far - about to head out onto the town. More later! :-)
Love,
-Lindsey Ann Bledsoe
The night dragged on after I signed off, because poor Molly got a stomach ache and cried for an hour. Plus the cot I was sleeping on wasn't the most comfortable ever. Wasn't too bad, though. :-)
This morning, I got up and went downstairs to the breakfast room to get some coffee and a bagel...and was promptly kicked out by a hotel employee. "Excuse me, HON, but you're going to have to go upstairs and put some shoes on. Until then, you cannot get food here." I practically grew up in hotels, going to Homeschool conventions. No one has ever told me that before. My shoes, are muddy - and were dirtier than my feet anyway. Very amusing.
Last night, one of our very emotional moments was when Grandma brought some things of my Nana's. (A few crochet pieces, and a beautiful little prayer book.) It was Nana's birthday yesterday. I don't remember her well, but the memories I do have are very good ones. Eating fudgesicles together on Grandma's back deck, and sharing mint tea, and being measured on her door frame at her little house that smelled musky and flowery (very distinctive smell) in Tularosa, NM. I wish I'd been able to know her better...she was a huge spiritual influence to my Mom, as well as them being very close. I know Mom misses her, she was saying last night "She would be making crocheted things for Lindsey...as she gets ready to go out on her own..."Lots of conflicting feelings.
Overall, a good day so far - about to head out onto the town. More later! :-)
Love,
-Lindsey Ann Bledsoe
People and shoes... :P
At least they weren't painted grey.