Update

Nothing too exciting has happened as of late as you can tell by the lack of posts! Our 4th of July was pretty low key, Josh had to work early and then we went to see some fireworks that ended up being a little disappointing (only 10 min. long!). We decided to come home and watch our neighbors' shows instead. Other than that, we've just being relaxing/working at home, going to the gym, and biking.
Yesterday I took a trip to good 'ole Geneva to practice piano with my mom since we are playing in her church this Sunday. I also got to see my grandma at her new home (assisted living home in Fairmont), which was fun! My mom didn't tell Grandma I was coming so she seemed pleasantly surprised. My mom and I ate lunch with my grandma's neighbors and I thoroughly enjoyed the conversation with my grandma's neighbors. I sat by Floyd, a thin man who wore Dickie's overalls. He seemed very quiet so I decided I would try to strike up friendly conversation. This idea quickly flopped! I had noticed that the majority of people coming to the table to eat were women. I gently placed my hand on his arm and asked, "Are you the only boy with all these girls here?" I thought for sure this would get a smile. Without glancing at me Floyd replied, "Yep." Silence. Then, "But I'm no boy, I'm a man." "Excuse me!" I said while trying to mask my laugh. Floyd didn't speak to me the rest of lunch. Then there was Rose, a fiesty woman with a Cajun accent. She was a Katrina victim who had relocated to Nebraska and ended up staying since her children and grandchildren were here. She enjoys having her grandchildren come play with her (and buying them candy!) several times a week. Lastly there was Esther, a 96-year-old who looked 70. Esther was very educated I quickly learned, as she loved to talk about politics (she made it clear she did not favor Obama), education (she taught rural school for 31 years), farming, and her husbands. Yes, husbands plural. She was married to her first husband for around 40 years (not sure) and then remarried for another 29 years. Her second husband died 2 years ago. Esther certainly had much wisdom to share. My favorite was her view of change: Sometimes we don't like change because it's hard to change. But we have to change because that's life and really change is good for us.
I almost didn't want to leave, I can't wait to work with that age of people!