iona's blog

It's a journal. It's a devotional. It's a record of a Traumatic Brain Injury (TBI) survivor. It's documentation of God's activities in real time. There are good days and bad, happy times and sad... I tell it like it is. This is an unscripted walk along the meandering paths of my mind. My life has never been dull... and I've never known boredom. Read on, you'll see...

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Name: Iona Hoeppner
Location: Kissimmee, Florida, United States

I am a happily married mother and grandmother of a large family. I've also had several careers including writer, teacher, trucker, investment and finance advisor, web master and artist. I am an ordained minister (not to the pulpit) and consider my calling to Christ's service my most important role in life.

Monday, February 18, 2008

President's Day

Happy President's Day! That's a catch-all day. Honest Abe's birthday was 2/12 and George Washington's is on 2/22. I wonder what they'd think of the political scene in America today? Well, I'd better not go there because I'd still be typing tomorrow.

Athena has provided more info on the gang I hung with at age 12. I had misspelled it, the word and many definitions are Pachuco. Hmmm, I don't recall it as being mostly Hispanic although my best friend at the time was, so who knows?

Well, I was off to my women's Bible Study group today and while I was gone Richard brought in our tall ladder and cleaned the ceiling to our Florida room. It is over 14 feet in the air and I was never going to get that far off the ground! What a welcome surprise to walk in the door and see him finishing that project!

Richard is on his first four-day week. How nice that is. Three days off every week! Full time hours and pay and benefits but just over half the week used. We are both up about that.

Last night after our Bible Study at First Baptist, we went to Macaroni Grill (we had a gift card left from Christmas). I usually love the food and the service there but last night our server was totally lost. After 35 minutes, I finally got her attention to ask about my appetizer. She ran to get it, but it was cold (supposed to be hot) and arrived only about a minute before the main course. Richard's entree was hot and lovely, mine was dried on top and luke warm (not as cold as the appetizer). One thing we noted is that there was no manager on the floor. What a big difference that can make. I didn't say anything because I felt the poor girl was sort of out of it already and we just wanted to leave by then. We had the left overs for lunch today (hot) and they were excellent.

Well, that was exciting. More tomorrow.

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