I bought some new furniture for my bedroom yesterday, I went to buy a new mattress and box springs for myself and got to looking around and found a sale on a nice chest of drawers with a bookcase top. I needed the bookcase top almost more than I needed the chest of drawers. So I bought it and my friends picked it up for me and delivered it to the house and then took my old chest of drawers as payment. I came out the winner on that, I'll tell you. The mattress set will be delivered on 17 August. The point of all this aimless rambling being: I can finally have a clock in my room which I can see at night. I have a decorative Anniversary Clock, but I can't see it in the dark. By being able to see the time at night I found out that every 1.5 to 2 hours I wake up to turn over. I knew I couldn't turn over without partially waking up, I have to tell myself to turn over, but I had no idea it was so often. Also found out that if I sleep more than a 3 hour stretch of time, that I'm completely frozen when I awaken ,and the only thing which works is my eyelids. Then I have to go through the drill of getting everything to move. Which I'm sure happens to every Parkie in the world. Its just that all these years I've never known what time it was during the night. I'm still debating with myself is this is such a bright idea to always know what time it is. I put my watch away when I retired, since I can no longer hook the latch anyway. PD strikes again! So now I'm completely unadorned, no earrings nor even my watch!! Pinkie Swindler, I think that sillyness was great!! We need more of it. Life is too serious as it is!! Camilla, I'm sure Peter and I could swap library tales till the cows come home and never repeat the same ones twice. My favorite one concerning kids, is during Black History Month two young boys came to the reference desk for help, librarians are not allowed to do their research for them, just lead, guide ,and direct them. I asked them if they had picked a subject for their "Famous Black Women in Early American History" assignment and they became very distraught when told that "Whoopie Goldberg", would not be considered in that category. just me, Marjorie