Blast from the PastSo the past few weeks have sprung memories from back in the day.
I had an eye appointment, I always find those entertaining, yet nervewracking, because you hope that through-out all the little tests, your perscription comes out the same and not worse. But there's a test that puts little puffs of air in your eye to test for....I think glaucoma. Anyhoo, I always jump and it makes me start to laugh, I usually feel bad for the lady doing the test. And then when you sit in the cool chair, they have a mirror in front of you for different eye exams, but who can sit in front of a mirror - and not make funny faces? It's pretty entertaining, especially if you get caught by the doctor making a weird face. Mom reminded me that we had been doing these eye tests for 17 years...man - I hated eye appointments back when I was wee small. It only meant eye drops....oh how I dispised eyedrops. I remember hearing a child screaming, looking down a hallway, and seeing a whack of people holding down a kid in a chair while they put drops in his eyes - I was next. Horror filled every part of me, and I too, was dragged to the chair, and since I was freaking out I needed a group to hold me down. Not to mention I had to look like a pirate for a few years wearing an eyepatch, but hey thankfully no one made fun of me for it.
Memory number 2, I went to the butcher shop to grab some hamburger meat for my mom. I hadn't been in a butcher shop is such a long time, and found myself smiling a
s the familiar scent met my nose. When we used to live in Cold Lake, we always got our meat from a little butcher shop that had a big round window. The owners were super neat people, and would give us a bit of garlic sausage, and I would sit in the round window until we had what we needed and were off. I couldn't resist buying some pepperoni sticks, and they were great:) Hmm...maybe I'll work in a meat shop someday.Mom's also repainting our upstairs bathroom, so we had to rip off all the wallpaper. When I was tiny, my Auntie Bonnie taught me how to rip off wallpaper when she was re-doing my grandparent's bathroom. So we took a picture for her.
Just a little look into the life of Jen for you all - kind of random, but just thought I'd share some thoughts.


This was my worst hole all night, my club and ball just wouldn't connect. Mini golfing is more my thing.
Dad and Scotty kept pretty close to each other, we were pretty impressed with Dad's putting skills.
Scott did pretty good, except he often hit a lot of trees. We also tried to get him to catch some deer but they run to fast. 










