Missed Opportunity

Now the trouble about trying to make yourself stupider than you really are is that you very often succeed. ~ C.S. Lewis

And that is what I think about the events of the last week. Odd that those events are as close to December 7  seventy-four years ago as they are. Plan or Coincidence? I don't know. Moving right along... 
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On Saturday morning, I was in a hurry because the Christmas cards needed addressing and the post office would be closing. I ran a comb through my hair, splashed my face, brushed my teeth, and applied vaseline to my lips. I threw on my gardening jacket, grabbed the stack of cards, and took off for the town square.

After mailing the cards, I remembered that the milk supply was getting low so I made a quick run to the grocery store where I ran smack into a classmate from years ago. I said, "Hi, Kathy." It took Kathy an uncomfortable while to figure out who I was. I let her squirm. Poor Kathy.

We chatted a bit and then she asked me to join her for lunch along with an entire gaggle of gals from our graduating class who were already gathering at the Pizza Parlor right next door. I must have looked horrified as she began to cajole. "They'd love to see you!" Poor Kathy.

Of course, you have figured out what I said, which was something like this, "Please tell them that I said 'hi,' but my husband won't know where I am and I left my phone at home, and I..." Poor Kathy.

Lots of excuses=a missed opportunity. I am praying that God might allow me a second chance. I really would have liked seeing that gaggle of gals once again.

Are you one who allows opportunities to slip away or do you grab them with gusto? 
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My photo offering today is of an award given to my great-great grandparents on the occasion of their 45th anniversary on the 4th of July in 1922. I spent a fair amount of time cleaning it, but 1922 was a long, long time ago. This piece lived in my grandmother's basement for years, then in my mother's. I've decided to use it as a way to cover a multitude of sins (wires and outlets).

It just dawned on me that the trunk even belonged to those same great-great grandparents. Yes, my home is starting to look like a museum.☺See that little bit of fluff on the edge of the chair where the  upholstery is fraying? In the past, I'd fix that, but haven't figured it out at Picmonkey. Any suggestions? There! I fixed it with a pair of scissors, but this photo is staying as it is.
For a peek at more silver all cleaned and looking fine, visit Deanna's here. 
A happy week to you...