Happy Pioneer Day! This has always been one of my favorite holidays, since I love the pioneers and what they accomplished.
And we’re all geared up for the Ackerson family reunion, starting Thursday. Thanks again to Monica for getting out the itinerary. If you have any questions, contact her, but it looks like it’s really well-planned. Dad and I will be there on Saturday, no matter how I feel. You simply don’t miss the reunion, whatever.
I’ve had a tough chemo round again this time, but I’m willing to keep doing it. I feel like a wet noodle all the time, and just sort of icky. After the next two rounds (August 2 and 15) I’m hoping for another two months of feeling good. Thanks for all your prayers for me.
I’ve started reading Summer of the Monkeys for our next family book club, scheduled for August 21. It’s long, but it never drags. I read it once before, and it’s fun to be going through it again. I bought a paperback copy on Amazon, but Tom was reading an epub version on his tablet. And I’m sure there are lots of copies at the libraries. Thanks, Tom, for the recommendation!
Sonia is convinced we still have a mouse. She sits for hours looking under the stove or the refrigerator. I think she’s just excited about the smell, which is still lingering. I think the mouse is gone, because Dad has set traps for two different nights and we haven’t caught anything yet.
This is definitely the vacationing time of the year. Tom’s family is in Texas for the Bentley reunion. Sharon’s family has been in the Uintas for the Thacker reunion. Allen is also in the mountains. I’m sure some of the rest of you are spread out. Go, Ackersons!
On Friday Dad and I went to the Heber airport so Dad could help John with his glider. It was probably a hundred degrees, but John was running around in the sun like a little kid on Christmas. It was his second flight this week– on Wednesday, he and a lot of his friends did a flight honoring Tom Mecham (owner of the dead cat) who had died the week before, and whose funeral they’d just been to. I wondered if we should exhume the cat and bury it with its owner, but people told me not to bother.
I hope you’re all doin’ great and lovin’ it. See you all at Bear Lake!