This evening after work I am going shopping to buy a Tracfone. I am wondering if Alltel will charge me the $200 early cancellation fee on my cell phone, if I cancel it before October 16th, the day my contract expires with them. I guess I won't take the chance. Or maybe I will call them and ask, that would be the logical thing to do!


I'm hoping I will like having a tracfone. Most months I don't use any where near my minute limits with my cell phone, and the pay-as-you-go system seems a much better way to go, I hope so anyway.

My friends, Janis and Donna are going shopping with me. We try and do this every so often and we always eat supper out, (probably at the Mexican place) and get caught up with each other's news and what is going on in our lives. It is nice to have friends like this, that you can trust not to go telling other people what you have said.

It is a beautiful day in North Central Kansas, 79º F, blue sky with just a few wispy white clouds.

Well, this is a brief blog, bye for now

Anna

Today I am thinking about my job and the future of it. I work in County government, my immediate boss is an elected official. She is half way through this 4 year elected term and she will be 76 years old this November. She says she doesn't intend to run for office again.

So, in about 2 1/2 years I will be running for her position if she retires. If someone runs against me and gets it, there is no guarantee they will keep me on as their Deputy.

I just hope that in the 18 years in which I have held my present Deputy position I have been helpful enough and kind enough that people will remember me when it comes time to vote.

It is hard not to put store in earthly things. My heart is heavy this week.

I am very interested in family history and have done quite a lot of research and my mother and I were talking on the phone a couple of weeks ago when she mentioned a family album that her sister had. I have never seen any photos of my grandmother's family, didn't know that any existed yet alone an album!

The outcome of that conversation was that she would ask her sister (my aunt) who had the album if she could pick out the photos that she thought I would be interested in, send them to me so I can have them scanned and make copies for myself, then return the originals to my aunt.

This album would have had photos of my great grandparents, great uncles & aunts, maybe cousins, possibly even great great grandparents. I'll never know because......

When my mother called her sister, my aunt said to my mother, "don't you remember?" "I asked you several months ago if Anna would like to have this album, because my son, James, doesn't want it, and when I'm gone, it will probably get thrown out. You told me 'Oh, Anna probably won't want any more clutter', so I threw it out."

Why my mother assumed I wouldn't want this album is beyond me! If she thought that, why didn't she think my brother may have liked to have it. Why didn't she want it for herself, it was her mother's family! How could she let my Aunt throw it out!

Anyway, she called me to apologize; she had totally forgotten the earlier conversation with her sister, when she and I were talking about the album recently.

Any time I ask her for information on the family, she will do her best to find out for me, but she sometimes adds "you don't want to go too far back, you have to stop somewhere".

Well, I really haven't got back further than my great great great grandparents on this particular line, and it would have been wonderful to have photos of them and YES! I do want to go that far back and further if I can.

I told my mother that it was OK, and I guess, in so many words, I told her I accepted her apology by saying I can't be upset over something I never saw and never had possession of, but still, it's hard to not feel hurt by my mother's assumption that I wouldn't have wanted this album when she knows of my interest in family history.

91ºF here in Kansas today. Got some needed rain last night.

Memorial Weekend was most enjoyable with family coming home. Class Reunions, family reunions, Alumni banquet, street dance etc.

This is a photo of my granddaughter, Alli Ann; she has my husband's bowl of loose change, mostly pennies, that she took of our dresser. She will be 2 years old in 3 1/2 weeks on June 25th, and we are going to meet her and her parents in Kansas City to celebrate her birthday. They live in Memphis, Tennessee and I don't get to see her very often.

Well, it's time to go fix supper. I really must try and blog more often, I'm not very good at it.

We had a wonderful time in Orlando. The weather was beautiful. We went to Disney World, Sea World & Epcot. This was all we could manage in the space of 4 days and we had a family reunion on one of those days too!

There were about 24 of us, from the UK and US, quite a feat keeping us altogether at the theme parks, our ages ranged from 14 months old to 54 years old, although not all of us went to the theme parks.

It has been years since some of us saw each other and it was wonderful to fall in together like we had never been apart.

Most of these folks were my ex husband's family. My ex was there with his wife. I was there with my husband, but no matter!

My ex's family was my family for so many years. They still are, I love them and that will never change! Our 2 sons were there too and our little granddaughter and it is through our sons I am tied to my ex's family, but even so, if we had not had children, I would still be tied to my ex's family through a bond of love and caring.

This is my family at a family reunion in Orlando. My sons Donovan and David. Donovan's wife Monica and daughter Alli and my husband Merrill and myself. There were 24 of us in all from the US and the UK. It was wonderful seeing relatives we haven't seen in many years. We went to Disney World, Sea World and the Epcot Center in the space of 4 days! We needed a vacation at home after our vacation in Florida!

I'm looking for my long lost cousins. I've sent out a request on the British website, genesreunited.co.uk to a lot of people that have a Lynn and Avril Morgan in their family tree, in the hopes of finding my cousins Lynn and Avril, whom I have never met. They are the daughters of my Dad's brother, Ivor Morgan.

Ivor was a wanderer. Dad's family had a hard time keeping track of him, he would disappear for several years and they would not hear from him, then he would suddenly show up on the doorstep of my Grandmother's house and stay for a few days, then disappear again.

He married a lady by the name of Margaret Molyneux and they had 2 daughters, Lynn and Avril Morgan, who I believe would have been born somewhere in the United Kingdom in the 1940's. Margaret had a son from a previous relationship; I believe his name is Brendon.

All Dad's other siblings, Kitty, Myra, Roy, Bridie and Yvonne and their families were all close, except this one brother, Ivor. My Dad's name is Maldwyn Morgan, but everyone knew him as Dink Morgan or Mo Morgan. He is deceased now.

My Dad and all his siblings were born in Wales; later all the family moved to London, except Kitty who was the oldest and had married.

Growing up my family always went to my Nana Mary Ann's (my Grandmother's) house for Christmas and my Dad's sisters and his brother, Roy, and their spouses and children, would gather there; it was always so much fun for my brothers David, Tim and I to play with our cousins, John, Stephanie, Clive, Alan and Gary; but Ivor and his children were never there.

Bridie didn't have any children and Kitty who had stayed in Wales, and her husband Leslie Roberts, on one very bitterly cold winter night, put their twin baby sons in bed between them to keep them warm, and during the night the covers got pulled up over the babies and they both suffocated. This would have been in the late 1930's, or early 1940's. Very sad.

Kitty and Les came up from Wales in 1950 when my brother David was baptized; Kitty knew that David had been named David, but wasn't aware of his full name, and at the baptism she started crying when she heard the minister say David's full name of David Maldwyn and my Mum found out later that was the name of one of Kitty's twins, 'cause Kitty had given her twin son David, her brother's (my Dad's) first name, Maldwyn, to David for his middle name.

I loved my Aunt Kitty and Uncle Les, they were a jovial couple, and as Kitty was the only one of Dad's siblings that had stayed in Wales she had this wonderful singsong Welsh accent.

She and my Uncle Les are deceased now, but I believe they are in heaven with their babies.

Anyway, I hope I have some luck finding my cousins.

It's a nice day here in the Sunflower State. Too nice to be inside an office.