WFO, I am very sorry to hear that news. You and Joe are in my thoughts.
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Welcome, Larry!
Favorite pre-1960 Disney film: Sleeping Beauty
Favorite post-1960 Disney film: Beauty and the Beast, followed closely by The Little Mermaid and Aladdin, which I haven't watched in years
Favorite Disney song(s)--I can't possibly choose one!: "Something There," "Part of Your World," "Why Should I Worry?," "You'll Be in My Heart"
Re Hygiene:
I'm a tinge OCD. I remember one time in 7th or 8th grade, my friend's mom was supposed to pick me up so we could go to the mall at 7:00. The lady was 20 minutes late. In that 20 minutes, I went from my front door to the kitchen sink to wash my hands about 15-20 times or more. I am one of the people who flushes with my feet, and I never sit in a public restroom--never. I also open bathroom doors with paper towels or my sleeve, and I turn off the water with a towel after washing my hands. I remember I once complained here about the skin on my hands--it was cracking and bleeding. Well, that's because I use way too much Purell and because I wash my hands too often and do not dry them thoroughly. Last week, when I was visiting my great-aunt, I was holding her four-month-old granddaughter, and my family laughed because I would wipe her mouth immediately if she drooled. I even told her "Cleanliness is next to Godliness." What can I say? I'm my mother's daughter!
Someone had mentioned disinfecting the house (I believe it was Jane). My mother vacuums and scours or dusts every room of the house 5 or 6 days a week (not on Sundays, and occasionally not on Saturdays). We've never been allowed to have pets, and we are not allowed to wear shoes in the house. Some people might find this odd, but I'm accustomed to it, and I like it this way. The only thing about it that I ever thought was weird was that when I was growing up, my brother and I were never allowed to go up to our rooms until bedtime because my mother liked to keep it neat until the last possible moment. You know, I think I got used to that too.
Special request: Above, I mentioned my great-aunt. I will be visiting her again this weekend (in PA) for her granddaughter's Baptism. My great-aunt has cancer, and she's not doing well. This might be the last time I will see her. If you wouldn't mind keeping her in your thoughts, I would greatly appreciate it.