Sunday, December 6, 2015

The week.

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Mom and Dad went to an iPhone basics class in Montgomery Mall this week.  Have you ever seen an angel in real life?  That would be this woman teaching people like my parents how to use their iPhone.  My mother also says she doesn't need glasses.  I will leave that up to her.

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On Saturday, Jeremy took me to Lincoln's cottage, which was his retreat from the White House during his tenure as president.  It's located three miles from the White House and Lincoln would commute there daily during the Civil War.  It was a new style of historical house tour - multimedia and very polished.  I like the old-style of presentation, but now I'm old, I feel like a crotchety old lady complaining about the new-fangled things.  Then we went to a southern soul-food place, 20 minute wait for fresh fried chicken.  I

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The we went to Target - where the cashier helped Jeremy save $4 by aksing him to download the Target app, scan some barcodes and then present the resulting coupon.  It was a lot of trouble for $4, but now we are $4 richer.

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It's a beautiful, cold weekend here in DC.  The dogs are enjoying their morning outing.

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Jeremy admires my dad's loft.

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Saturday night, Vince and I went to a choral Christmas concert.  It was 2 hours long, in a church and mostly in Latin and German.  I got him to go because Sam's mom was in the chorus and Sam was going too.  So they suffered together.  The last 20% was in English and familiar and we got to sing too.  Fun.  Then Vince got to go to the afterparty.  I went to bed.

Oh holy night the stars are brightly shining
This is the night of our dear Savior's birth!

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