What Have I Done?

Maybe it's a sign of old age. Have you ever done something and then wonder, "What have I gotten myself into?" Sometimes it turns out to be OK and then sometimes, well, you just keep asking yourself, "What have I done?" I have done two things that I hope doesn't embarrass me.

1) I have committed to participate in a walk-a-thon for New Hope Pregnancy Care Center. That's right. I will report to the Cleveland High School Saturday morning to walk in the Walk for Life event. I'm needing sponsors, so if you would sponsor me just let me know how much you will sponsor me for. $5, $10, $15, $20, more or less. If I had only 10 sponsors @ $20 each, I would have my goal of $200.00. Some can do it and some can't, but most people can do something. How 'bout it? If you can, I'd appreciate it, but let me know fast because it's this Saturday. I'mm taking sponsors all the way up to the event. Really, if you decide after the event, I can still get the money to the Care Center.

2) I have just returned from the Cleveland High School band room where the Greater Cleveland Community Band meets every Monday night at 7:00pm. You see, I have decided to join the band. Well, when I was in High School, I was in the band. When I was in basic training for the Air Force, I was in the drum and bugle corps. In my younger years, I played the trumpet in church from time to time. Now the problem is that it has been about 36 years since I did anything with the trumpet except for a couple of times when I thought I would fire it up and get back to playing, but I found that my lips, which had been cut and scarred in an auto accident about 36 years ago, were not trumpet friendly. So, basically, 36 years of inactivity. A little over a month ago, I took out my old Conn Constellation, cleaned it up, oiled it and tried again. I decided that I would practice a little most every day and now I have been thinking that I may be ready for the community band. I did go tonight, but WOE Nellie! WOW! Am I far behind! I'm glad you don't have to be an expert to be in the band. Otherwise, I would have been very embarrassed. I'm going to go back each Monday night and get it right. Of course I'll be doing a lot of practice at home. (I hope my neighbors don't call the police)

OK! What do you think about that? And look! I've posted another blog. This time, less than a week from my last one. Man! I'm telling ya! I'm just getting better and better. Oh, and if I get good enough on my trumpet, I just might post a youtube movie of it. Well, maybe not. Mmmmmmmm, Probably not. Naw. Let's just forget the youtube thing, but I'll try to get another blog posted again soon.

My Monthly Blog!

That's what it looks like it has become. A monthly blog. So let me see. What will it be this time? Uhhhhhh...... Oh! How 'bout this. The other day, as a matter of fact it was Friday, I took my mom and two of her friends over to Fields of the Wood, a christian theme park operated by the Church of God of Prophecy. As best I can remember, it's only about a 90 minute drive from Cleveland (TN, for those who think OH). We drove up to the alter on the top of one of the mountains and up to the top of the other mountain where the cross of flags is (when the flags are in place). That mountain also tops the huge Ten Commandments that is laid out on the mountain. We also walked inside of the replica of The Garden Tomb. We did a little bit of shopping in the gift shop.

After that, we stopped by the historic site of the first general assembly of the Church of God, saw the site of the Shearer Schoolhouse where Milton McNabb, Joe Tipton, William Hamby, and William Martin...preached the noteworthy 1896 Shearer Schoolhouse Revival, and saw some other COG historical site which I have forgotten the name of. I wanted to show them Barney Creek, (for those of you who know the significance of it) but I was not sure just where it was, so I didn't attempt to find it. Plus, I had my mother and two other elderly ladies with me and they were not excited about this old man getting lost and wasting a lot of their time for nothing. Anyway, I think they all enjoyed it.

Upon returning to Cleveland (TN), we went on out to the Farmhouse Resturant. What good food! What good portions! It's just good home cooking. If you have never been there, you don't know what you are missing. You should try it. It's located out on Harrison Pike, east of the interstate. When and if you go, tell them that I sent you. You'll be treated special. That's right. No, not because you tell them I sent you but because they will want to keep you comming back. They won't even know who I am, but if enough people will tell them that Lowell sent them, I just might have the good fortune to get a discount or something. LOL

OK. There you have it; a new blog. Now, let me bid you farewell. I have written a decent blog. I have told you an event in my life. And I have finished this day. So, there is awaiting me a bed of softness with a pillow of foam, which I shall enjoy because I have legally purchased it with my wife's money, and Walmart will gladly bestow this kind of pillow, and even a better one, to all those who will be willing to pay for them after waiting in line for ever how long it takes.

Farewell.