Sunday, January 08, 2006

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A FINE DAY WITH THE GRANDDAUGHTERS
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It was the end of celebrating, at least we think, for Mrs. Jim's birthday. She took her granddaughters to see the the exhibit, Princes Diana, A Celebration, at the Houston Museum of Natural Science. There is something charming about princeses. She had been planning to take them since the exhibit arrived, and this was a time everyone could come.
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A few more details tell us maybe it was a little more complicated than that. Mrs. Jim played in the orchestra for early church,then we left, stopping at the Houston Museum of Natural Science to pick up the tickets for the afternoon.
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It was a girl thing. Billy and I were fortunate enough to be invited to eat with them. We ate at an outside table at the Ruggles Cafe Bakery on Rice boulevard in the Rice University Area of Houston. Before we ordered we had drinks, six soft drinks and a coffee. [The girls were surprised when I announced we could drink up and eat elsewhere, stiffing them for the drinks. Further I let them know they wouldn't find us because I didn't use my real name at the order counter. I never do at a restaurant. There are too many Jims and our last name is always trouble for all concerned.]
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I had my usual there, a Reuben sandwich with fruit, while Mrs. Jim had a chicken salad wrap with F. [you can pick the word, our family still says "French"] fries. We shared with each other, half and half.
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The girls either had grilled cheese sandwiches or chicken pieces, all from the child's menu. A cookie to decorate comes with the child's meal. The two big kids, ages 17 and 20, came back to the table so the children' meal wouldn't be questioned. None of the kids could finish theirs, the helpings were large. Billy had chicken Alfredo, Karen had a chicken and walnut salad.
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We all were too stuffed to eat desert, then. Billy and I went to his home, stopping at Best Buy and the Marble Slab. Find a Marble Slab near you if you haven't, they are super. Billy had a milkshake and I had a [very large] senior cone with a Reeses Pieces half bar cut up in it. The girls and ladies had some of Mrs. Jim's birthday in the park after they saw the traveling exhibit at the museum.
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"Direct from the Althorp Estate in England, the ancestral home of the Spencer family, comes this extraordinary exhibition celebrating the life and work of Diana, Princess of Wales. On display will be rare home movies filmed by Diana's father, childhood letters and treasured personal possessions, and 28 stunning designer dresses demonstrating Diana's use of style to draw attention to the causes in which she believed so passionately. Also featured will be Diana's spectacular royal wedding gown, original family jewels, artifacts, paintings and more. Don't miss this rare and intimate glimpse into the life of the people's princess."
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Afterwards they went through a few other parts of the museum, but the natives (Texans, all of them) were getting restless, so they had cake in the park and split. Jenna was driving, Megan had just had three wisdom teeth removed last Monday so she turned the driving over to younger sister.
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Mrs. Jim, Karen, and GC #4 all came to Karen's house. We hung out a little. Billy had purchased a USB wireless network adaptor for the new TiVo at Best Buy and had it up and running for Karen. She discussed how they were now a two TiVo family in her very fine new blog.
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We got home by seven-thirty, but should have been earlier. I was in LaLa Land driving and talking with Mrs. Jim and drove past the I-45 turnoff from BeltWay 8. I went all the way to the end, past Hwy 59 even. Neither of was very happy about that, but the rest of the day was really nice.
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Mrs. Jim was so happy when she came home that she sat down and played the piano. For about fifteen minutes she played from the Baptist Hymnal. She can play every song in the book. She had treated us to all this (except the Best Buy and Marble Slab purchases) in a very fine manner.

Comments:
What a great day!!
 
Papa, I am 20, not 19!! Other than that, nice work you have going here.
 

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