Social Day!

Thursday started out with a lovely walk with Walter in Kerrville-Schreiner Park.  Went to the river-side and didn’t see any people. When we got back he would not get out of the car! I let him stay a while then coaxed him out with turkey.

I left a message for the Principal at Daniels Elementary, the director of Club ED (adult education) and emailed the teacher I met last weekend, the one who lived in Malaysia. The Principal called back and I’m meeting with her next week. This is the school that put on a poetry reading for kids last year. They’ll do it again next month, she told me. When I asked if I could come she said, “Of course, but we want to get you on board before that.”  I hope this means paid work!  But I’m always willing to volunteer to get my foot in the door.

I had a nice long talk with Katherine. She and Andrew were on their way from the Bay Area to LA.  She’s having great turnouts at her book signings and loved seeing Joan after so many years.

My mother sounded much better. I called when the doctor was there examining her leg. He said she can go home today (Friday). I gave her the phone number of the 24-hour staffing agency. Once she’s settled, with someone to care for her, she and all of us will be greatly relieved.

I was happy to get the Laker/Barcelona game, even though they lost. It was still fun to see Kobe, Derek, Lamar, Pao. Some newcomers. Phil with a beard. Oh how I love my Lakers! I have my Kobe “action figure” front and center on the mantle.  He’s thirty-two years old now, though, so I’m already feeling pangs – are his best years behind him?  Supposedly Kevin Durant is the up-and-coming star coaches say they’d want on their team.

I expected the Chamber event to be like the ones I attended in Oakhurst. A straggly bunch of people desperately trying to stay in business. Was I surprised! It was a showcase, a hall and banquet room full of tables. Lots of delicious food (which I didn’t eat, I was talking the whole time!) and wine (didn’t drink because I was driving).  I had a fun talk with the Community and Cultivation Specialist of the Girl Scouts. I’d love to  work with all girls and asked if they’d consider creative writing. Wouldn’t it be great if it was a badge requirement? 

Just as I was taking a drink of water, a young man snapped a photo of two guys in front of me. “Wait!” I cried, and followed him. “Did you take a picture of me drinking?”  He found the review button and I was half hidden behind one of the men. “My dad was a professional photo-grapher,” I told him. “I don’t believe in candid shots!”  

Turns out he works for the Chamber, on their monthly magazine. I told him what I do and he asked if I’d been published and I told him a little about my writing and so there may be an opportunity for me to do some interviews for the magazine.

In all, I came home with 16 business cards – banker, computer repair, Hill Country Wine Tours (for my birthday next year?), transmission specialist.  I had so much fun.

But I was so tired, I went to bed at 9:30 and slept till 7:30!  Walter and I walked in the park (54 degrees) and now he’s in the back seat, refusing to get out of the car again. . . .