Wesley Chapel is having a concert on Saturday, Jan. 28 at 7 p.m. to hear “The Praise 150 Band.” They have been together about two years and are from the Greater Union Church in Union. They play predominately contemporary Christian music. The band consists of Peggy Gault and Mitch Henderson (vocals), Daniel Todd (bass), Grant Shetley (drums), Wayne Todd (guitar), and Chuck Parrish (sound). A love offering will be taken. At 5:30 p.m. there will be a hot dog sale. So there’s a plan — dinner and entertainment on the 28th.

Then on Wednesday, Feb. 1, at 5:30 p.m. there will be the Poor Man’s Supper of soup and sandwiches also at Wesley Chapel. Rev. Terry Mitchell from Bethel UMC will be the guest singer. You’re all welcome to come and enjoy the fellowship.

Spurs

Well I found another project for Dr. B. Sherman to work on — my foot! About a month ago the heels of my feet were killing me, whether standing, walking or sitting. My customers asked me if I had spurs?

Well, as you know I can never be serious, so I said “No, but Tony (my son) had a pair that he wore on his cowboy boots. They of course meant in my feet.

But seriously, I thought if you had spurs you could feel hard, spiny bumps in your feet. My feet are smooth, but hurt. I asked Dr. Sherman and she said you can’t feel them when they are just starting, and she is going to stop them before they start. So with tapping and twisting and pushing on my feet, she has made them feel so much better. Well it saved me from the dreaded cortisone shot, which would last a day or so.

You know on Wednesday I have to go shopping with my daughter, and it got to the point where I would stay in one place instead of pacing back and forth with her (you know how women have to compare prices and never buy the first thing, until we’ve looked over 20 things, just to go back to the first.) Well anyway, I’d tell her just to come and get me when she was ready. There I am, leaning on a buggy while talking to a few dozen people, so I’m not really bored. Well, now I’m going to put the feet to the test — I’m on my way to Spartanburg shopping.

Battles With Technology

So now I’m sitting here at the computer without any news and racking my brain, and what does Gina do but come in and put my music in the DVD player for me to listen to, how can I think with opera in my ear. Now I love to listen to Andrea Bocelli (my favorite) but not while I’m doing a letter. I know I’ll hurt her feelings if I turn it off. She bought it for me for Christmas, just like she got me that blasted whistle for my keys. Dr. Sherman said she needed one of those so she could find her cell phone.

I don’t use my cell phone either, I don’t know the number and if I use it my daughter says I’m wasting my minutes. So I don’t even answer it. It’s only for emergencies. And while I am telling my life, she has the ringer off my house phone and the answering machine turned down low. So do you see why I take all my calls at the beauty shop?

Everywhere I went in Union today, my beeper thing would just beep and people would look around to see what it was, I would say it’s just me, I just want to know where I am. I know it would have embarrassed Gina, but as I keep telling you, you need to find humor in our everyday life. That’s a story for another time.

Headlight Problems

Well my new headlights came about about days after ordering them from Cal. That was quick and cheaper than I thought It was going to be. Well first thing when they came (not by UPS) I really didn’t see which delivery business dropped it off. Gina tried to get the door open to get the box and it was blocking the door where she had a difficult time pushing the box out of the way to get it. She said for a minute Chuck thought maybe it wasn’t the right lights, because these looked really long and big. He asked Gina for the invoice, checked the numbers and hoped. Well anyway after a rainy week he finally put the new lights in. But now one light is checking out the sky and the other is looking at the ground. So when he finds spare time I think he’ll fix it.

Garbage Collection

We had our January Town Meeting Tuesday night. Steve Dill from Johnson’s trash pickup company came to talk to us about what we can expect from his company. After he gets the route down pat, he’s hoping the pickup will be on Thursday morning and be out of town by 1 p.m. Within the year he will be replacing the trash cans with the big green ones that the truck can pick up. This will not cost us anything. If you want leaves or branches picked up, just put them in a trash bag and put them beside your trash can, he said he’ll pick up two of these bags. But for right now they may be here Thursday or Friday. I’ll try to keep you up on this.

Hope Hospital

If you see activity up at the Hope Hospital in the near future, go by and see if they need any help. Mitch Sinclair and friends will be starting a Mission there. It will be called “Jacob’s Well.” They will be starting with the remodeling of the inside to suit their needs. They probably can use painters, plumbers, carpenters, etc. Mission groups will have a place to stay while working on projects. They are hoping to start a soup kitchen, men’s breakfast, mom’s morning out, senior adult groups, after school tutoring, distribution of clothing and food. So much more, but let’s get them in first. I’ll keep you up to date on this also.

Bids

We took bids on a drink machine and Dennis Frost got it for the Philippi Fire Department Also, we will be taking bids on putting a roof on one of the town’s rental. If you are interested call the Town Hall — this needs attention ASAP — 545-2103. With all the rain we’ve had and more promised to come we really don’t need to wait for this.

Getting Older

We get heavier as we get older, because there’s a lot more information in our heads. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. And I know I got a lot of exercise the last few years — just getting over the hill.

As always it’s late, so I’ll say good night, and thank you for the phone calls and comments when you see. But as I’ve said before when you get tired of my life, tell me something of yours. Goodnight. 545-6652