A Couple of Things

I got a package today.  While it wasn't unexpected--I placed the order several days ago--I had to chuckle to myself when I opened it.  I believe I have now, officially, joined the ranks of 'little old ladies.'  One of the items in the box was this:

What you have here is a pocket/telescoping back scratcher and I bought it to put in my suitcase so I never have to be without one.  Far too many times I find my back itches and I NEED something to take care of the itch, so a back scratcher comes in handy.  I have scratchers in almost every room of the house--next to the box of Kleenex--so that they are within reach at all times, but I never had a traveling one.  Until now.  And this just makes me feel SOOOOOOOOOO old to admit.  Do ALL little old ladies have back scratchers and boxes of Kleenex within reach at all times?  I think we might.  :D

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A few days ago, we had an item in the police logs that I forgot to save or post.  It dealt with a missing woman, in her 50s.  The police were called because her family couldn't find her for several hours.  When she was found, it was determined that she had spent her time at the local casino.  Mystery solved.

This story just tickled me because it raised so many questions.  First, I am assuming the woman had no medical issues that the family was concerned about:  Alzheimer's or other dementia, etc.  I wonder how long it took the family to figure out she was 'missing' and does she live alone?  Did the family just call on the phone or did they actually go to the house and look for her?  Does the woman have a history of going off on her own?  (I would think she doesn't do this often, or the family wouldn't have been so concerned.)

This is the kind of thing that would happen to me.  And it would be my KIDS rather than K that would call the police.  If I don't let my girls know that I am going out, they track me down in any way possible and let me know that it is not nice of me to leave the house without letting them know I'm going to be gone.  The problem with this is, I WILL call and say--for example--that I'm going shopping or out to eat with a friend.  The response is usually less than enthusiastic that I would bother them with such trivial news.  However, if one of them would happen to call when I was out--and I didn't enable call-forwarding or answer my cell phone--I would get a message that goes something like this:

Daughter:  WHERE ARE YOU?  You leave and don't tell anyone you're going!!!! What the heck--you NEVER leave the house!!!  I wanted to ask you something and you're gone!!!  Call me when you get this!!!

I cannot say how many times I have gotten that same message from my girls.  I guess I am supposed to be at their beck-and-call even though they've been away from home for so long.  It DOES make me feel loved, however.  :)