My Mom is turning 88 on Monday, so the family is gathering in Park City, Utah, to celebrate. B and I are going to drive there, listening to books while on the road, and coming home by way of Portland to see the Grandboy on the return trip.
If you’ve read my post about my “Book Club Mom,” you already know that she’s a pretty amazing 88 year old. I had to chuckle at her recent email to me after finishing the last Harry Potter. She was the only one in her retirement home reading it…
I just stood up from finishing Harry Potter. I’m bleary-eyed from reading non-stop for hours. (I’m not a fast reader, more like a plodder, which makes me way behind others.) I believe in magic spells since I’m in one still, as nearly as I’ve ever been! I’ve declared this book quite brilliant and the one I like best of all. It will take a while to get my eyes unglued. And may even take longer to find myself back in my world. No one else here that I know of is reading it. As I talk about reading it, they only laugh and several confess to never finishing the first book.
Now I must try to get back and catch up with life. I haven’t had my TV on in hours and days. I oughta find out what’s going on out there.
When I pulled out the photo above to include in this post, I understood why I don’t remember ever actually learning to read. I was a 1-year old in this photo, and it looks like Mom was well on her way to teaching me how to read.
I may not be able to post or visit your blogs until we get back at the end of next week. So, if you don’t hear from me for a while, we’re in Park City celebrating with a very special lady!