Sheila is off doing her fruit.  I am sitting at our computer with new socks, new slacks and a new shirt.  The need has been there for a long time because my wife (me too on occasion) threw away shirts as they grew old and died.  I was getting down to not enough and with our trip we knew that we would have to get some new stuff for both of us.  Now getting me to go shopping; that is another thing.  But yesterday I said 'let's go shopping' and she didn't hardly react.  I know she was really flabbergasted, but show it, no way.  I even tried on the items to see how they fit.  That is something I usually haven't done before.  So now when she gets back home in several hours (she will stay to have lunch with the girls) we'll see if she will react or just pretend that she doesn't notice.  We are both trying hard to make sure we are prepared to be gone for a week. I could worry about lots of stuff, but if I prepare well and help Richard be prepared I should be able to just let go and hardly think about it.  I will celebrate my birthday in Disneyland.  I haven't thought too much about my age, but I am always pondering on my stage in life.  When physical focus declines spiritual focus increases.  There is usually so much going on in my head (and 'heart') that I feel overwhelmed.  But then 'tasting the light' really feels good.  So I am usually quite happy in my struggling and fumbling.