October 10--Keys

Today we drove up to Cindy´s urban cabin to enjoy the company of her two sons and their wives and children, as well as our cousin Susan and her granddaughter, so now I know who Queen Elsa is. And on the way home, I dreamed of living in Minneapolis and being able to see all those incredible members of my extended family more often – a LOT more often. A stop at TJ Maxx on the way home for old times’ sake. We had fun looking at the spike heels and Mom felt the clothes and pushed the cart – getting our daily walk in. The evening sky on the way home wowed us, red and blue with streaked clouds as the sun set, and all was well until I made what was supposed to be a quick stop at Target in Owatonna for a computer cable. Mom stayed in the car (so I left the radio on), and when I came out, the car wouldn´t start. My brief panic quickly subsided as two young women working at Target came to my aid. One fetched her BMW SUV and jumper cables, and within the hour, we were on our way again. Thank God for Minnesota women . . .

Mom chuckled several times on the way home about our adventure.

We swung by Jane´s house to check on Pete and grabbed Jane´s key to Mom´s apartment, as we had not taken ours along, never imagining we would arrive after 8pm when the doors are locked. Once back at Bancroft Creek Estates and through the main entrance, the following conversation ensued:       Mom: Will Janie need her key to get in? Anne: Jane is in Europe. Mom: Oh, right (chuckle). . . . I´m surprised we were able to get in. Anne: Why?  Mom: Because we didn´t have a key.