Roger and I worked in the yard the past few weekends, which aggravated my allergies that caused a bad, bad sinus infection. It’s been a while since I’ve had one that was this bad. The doctor prescribed a ton of medication so I feel like a zombie, but at least I can breathe again. And the yard looks nice.

I’m leaving town this Thursday to visit my family in Oklahoma. We have a few things around my mom’s house that we Roger needs to do. Of course, we’ll also get some shopping in.

One of the places we plan to go is the Paseo Arts Festival. The Paseo, built in 1929, was the first shopping district north of downtown Oklahoma City, and it has the feel of a little Spanish village. Today the Paseo is the home of Oklahoma City’s artist community. The arts festival has painting, pottery and jewelry, sculpture, wood working and wearable art. I always find something unique at the festival. There is an artist that takes old depression glass saucers and puts them in stained glass. I’ve already bought two from him, and I hope to get another this year.

On Monday, we’re attending the Memorial Day service at the Fort Sill National Cemetery where my dad is buried. The military always has a very nice ceremony. No matter how many times I go, it never gets easier.

Until next time.