It’s tomorrow Sweets :(
Hope you had a fun happy birthday. As always, it was a treat to talk to you tonight. You’ve been “My Sunshine” since the day you were born…and my lobster-eating buddy since that Maine trip a few years ago! Love ya Sweets!
Category: Family
EHR: Valentine’s Day Blues
FD call reminded me of our trip
We did that trip last August. Deb & I drove to Philadelphia – she had a work conference – I went on into Brooklyn to deliver furniture and see FD and FSIL.
The FD took me to a way cool historic cemetery – Green-Wood – that she knew I would really like. She was right.
500,000 visitors a year; 7,000 trees; gardens; ponds; fountains; population is a non-complaining 560,000 folks founded in 1838.
This place even has a map!
Go if you can! Continue reading “FD call reminded me of our trip”
EIR: A Funeral of Which I’m Late For
This EIR (Email Inspiration Received) came from Deb. Some of you may have gotten it from her as well. It’s kind of a Sandra Bullock story, but ya know sometimes we need to just slow down and stop trying to look around whatever (whoever) is right in front of our face…by golly, let Sandra kiss us if that’s what she wants to do.
THE WRONG FUNERAL
God doesn’t make mistakes. He puts us where He wishes us to be. They say there are no mistakes, for everything there is a purpose. Makes you think….
Enjoy! We’ll never know where our paths will take us!
Zoey, the Heir-Apparent
My apologies for the repeat, but I just had to give this first photo of Zoey its own billing. I had buried it in my “Aldo” post a couple of days ago because of the emotion in the stare and the content of the text I placed it in (stop me before I try to be creative again).
Aldo had it all together
Clear skies, 70°, and no sound of the neighbor’s lawn mower puts one’s butt in a patio chair in the back yard, dogs at your feet, a donned hat to shade the eyes (or protect the bald noggin), and you’ve blown the dust off a fine book worthy of an unseasonably warm January day read. Not too many books out there that fits that bill – maybe only one other… Continue reading “Aldo had it all together”
So Long Jack
Sad news came over the weekend: the life juices for Jack LaLanne stopped flowing on Saturday. He was 96. Fitness and non-fitness folks alike lost a true champion. He was a pioneer in fitness from the 1960’s, and was still going “strong” until his death.
Yell, Yell, Yellow Yellowstone
According to a National Geographic, Yellowstone has an upset tummy. That’s all we need – a political climate in chaos, an economy that continues to stink up the place, and now a rebellious park with a tempermental disposition. And here I was all worried about global warming. Continue reading “Yell, Yell, Yellow Yellowstone”
Put…The Furs…Back
http://ping.fm/p/l9HQ9 – My OF nieces Whitney and Sarah are trying on furs….help me! Or send money! Continue reading Put…The Furs…Back
A Lunch Party’s Family
Remember a few days ago…a post about my co-worker and friend’s lunch party had in celebration of his passing the P.E. exam? A Lunch Party
Let it snow
We certainly don’t get this very often. Nor do we Texans like to drive in it. Tomorrow’s commute ought to be very interesting.
It started about 10:30 this morning as I was coming out of church…it lasted until 3:00. When it was all said and done, a measly 1″, maybe 1.5″ at the house is all we got.
But it still is “cool” to get the snow. It makes for great comic relief sometimes…other times a sticky snow does wonders for photographing a Post Oak.
A Lunch Party
We did a celebratory lunch party for my good friend and co-worker Jeff’s passing of the P.E. exam today.
A bunch of us knuckleheads in Denton came together with Jeff’s family to enjoy food and fellowship…and cake.
I think most of Jeff’s family ended up shaking their heads at all of us. His four young kids (#5 on the way) are as cute as a bug’s ear and had I remembered to ask his permission to post their photos, I would have shared those with y’all – maybe soon, maybe soon. But it was a good time had!
Congratulations again Jeff. Go seal some engineering plans why don’t ya! Continue reading “A Lunch Party”
They Look, they see, they watch…something
Mackie and Zoey, the royal Scots of the house, were caught peering out the dining room window while soaking up a bit of early morning sunlight. I’m thinking they really do kind of like each other but are too proud to show it.
Continue reading “They Look, they see, they watch…something”
They can Dance, and they certainly can eat
A fun filled weekend with the Scotties…don’t ask what else they (i.e. Zoey) did ’cause I can’t tell you…but it did make a Scottie owner proud and more completely understand the breed…it’s been a while since the Queen did something like it….atta a girl Zoey!
Zoey gets a treat
Continue reading “They can Dance, and they certainly can eat”
Woke Up Limeyfish
I probably should have self-censored. But instead it gotted git r’ done-d to me…maybe for the best…I’m sure…I hope. I cannot remember that ever happening to me until now. Always a first time, right? Say what you think unless what is said is disagreeable. Then just simply hit the upper right hand corner “x” button and that trouble conveniently goes away. Blip! Interesting how free speech really isn’t; anger can snuff out relationships with a few key strokes and mouse clicks; so-called equal opportunity rights of expression in a public format can be judged…quick and dead. Go away! Be gone! Continue reading “Woke Up Limeyfish”
Scottie takes flight
Tonight I come home late from work, the girls (Mackie and Zoey) are impatiently waiting for one of us to come in the door to dish out the chow. So quickly, I bowed to the Royalty and feed the girls, did a couple of quick chores, and clicked on the television.
Chimney Swifts. Know them? Cool birds that will literally dive bomb into an un-hooded chimney at dusk. It really is a sight to watch. They will aggressively buzz you before circling overhead and then do this full speed nose-dive into the chimney for the evening. Their “clucking” sound chirp is unique. They clutch and build nests on the vertical face of the walls.
Wrapped up
Just when I was getting all wrapped up in…”stuff”, I have to be reminded to get all unwrapped, for crying out loud.
Work, political argument, professional challenges, successes and failures, family attitudes, time demands, making ends meet, coordinating schedules of events, getting ready for a 3-day weekend trip, sadly realizing LD High School football has their last home game this Friday, figuring out how to evict the pity-party-goers trying to dominate the day, and a big one: having to deal with the absurdity and unfairness of life.
Oh geez….
So then… Continue reading “Wrapped up”
Parking it with Purpose
On this 9/11 anniversary weekend, flags fly, “what you were doing that morning” memories come back to us, and families directly affected by the attacks are still remembered by all with great sadness of loss and senselessness of reason.
An unforgetable day, I first heard a sketchy report on the radio that a plane hit one of the Towers as I arrived at work. My daughter Tiffany was in school in NYC at the time, and I said to myself “she has no reason to be in that part of the city this morning”, and I set out about my morning with an under-the-breath prayer that the “accident” would not be too tragic for the City. Well the events unfolded, as we all know, and my family’s lives became one of the many chapters written that day, although comparatively insignificant with most others…perhaps that is another post if interested, but know Tiff was safe that day.
Showing Face
I signed up with Facebook some 18 months ago out of curiosity and because of the popular buzz surrounding it. I quickly learned one could enjoy the everyday happenings of family and friends, and pictures (always the posted pictures). Facebook has found many of my old friends and has reconnected me with family members that long ago traveled a different path than mine. It has been more fun than not catching up with those folks. With that promise, I had hoped it would truly be a “social network”, but alas the Facebook allure has lost its luster with me. Continue reading “Showing Face”
EIR: A Painter’s Stroke of Kindness
I hope someone makes a room-with-a-view in heaven for this lady.
Just when our worries of political past, present, and future are nourished by bogged down, obsessed, and bent tendencies, we get this lady – one Kaziah Hancock – to come along and deservingly kick us in the seat of our britches.
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