It's Oscar time here at Myers house. Which means the annual Oscar party. The same group of friends have been gathering to watch the Oscars for a long time now. We used to dress to the nine's in the most gawdy prom dresses we could find. But ya know it's like a 4 hour show. Sitting in sequins with a neckline that pinched just wasn't cutting it. Some years we dress according to the movies. One year my sis and I went as cowboys with fishing poles and arrived inseparably hugging ala Brokeback Mountain. This year's theme was comfort. My friend Diane K. does it up right. I won the Oscar for guessing the most Oscar winners.
I love the Oscars. More so this year because I've actually seen 6 of the movies nominated.
Last fall Jackson studied the Dave Ramsey fianncial management series for teens. His Sunday School teacher challenged the kids to spend $5 in a way that would honor God. Jackson used his to buy dog bones. Then this weekend we visited the shelter and loved on some of God's sweetest creatures. Including the very long and lanky Pistol Pete. He just loved Jackson and his neck. His light little kitty dough action tickled. Jackson just might be a really good dog trainer but he could easily be the cat whisper. He's got a way with the kitties. By the way it took him about 3 minutes to get to the usual "hey could we keep this one" question.
I've been researching family history. The Midwest Genealogy Center nearly caused me to collapse in an overwhelmed heap. A place with an entire shelf of books on little old Keytesville, Missouri. Oh my. John was a good sport and came along for the grand tour. For some reason I thought it might only have records from Missouri in a part of a regular library. Oh no. It houses records of all 50 states. Census records, passenger list, hundreds of thousands of obituaries, civil war records, revolutionary war records, and even slave and plantation records.
And now something completely different.......Just for the record a tornado has not swept through my neighborhood. But the kids have been having a blast making various forts and unexplained creations in the trees behind the house. They spent the better part of a Sunday afternoon plunking around out there. Can't quite describe what the heck it is. But they are having an awful good time being kids.
