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Happy Birthday to the youngest offspring. He turns 35 today. I asked him when *middle age* starts and he said, "35." So, it's official. He is lounging on a beach in St. Martin. I suppose lots of people think that sounds like fun. Not me. But, to each their own.
Yesterday when I was writing about the two generations of people who do not know the joys of USPS correspondence - I mentioned how texting has really caught on as the preferred method of communication. Talking on the phone seems to be waning. (That word never looks right to me - I always want to spell it wane-ing.)
I've gone along with the texting thing and use it a lot. I prefer to text and ask when we can talk if I need to communicate. I've noticed that I hardly ever just pick up the phone and call someone. That's usually reserved for when there is something urgent going on. Sometimes I send a text that says *Read your email* if I had to send a longer message that is mildly urgent.
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Here is one more part of Valerie's mailing. It's nice to hear from you Val. That's her telescope. I cut off the part that shows her - since I'm not sure she wants her picture blasted into the internet-o-sphere. And I do intend to respond - one of these days.....
I'm not a "beach in the heat" type person either. I love Wisconsin weather. I grew up in SE Asia on tropical islands, so my childhood memories are nearly all overheated and too sandy.
ReplyDeleteSuch a cute envelope full of cool stuff. The best kind!
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