What’s that old chestnut?
“Be careful of what you wish for, for you shall surely get it.”
It’s raining buckets.
I think the lawn at Undisclosed Deux will be sufficiently wet, so no mid-week road trip will be needed.On the flip side, I think we do have gas for the lawn mower and Jim will be busy!
We have one more day of getting through up here, then company for the weekend which should be big time fun-I, for one, am truly looking forward to it, as is Jim.
All I can think of is this is my last April on the job! YAY!
Do you remember, when you were younger, when your mother would tell you to use your “inside” voice?
I mean, it was their subtle way of getting you to stop screaming through the house on the top of your lungs.
Well, there must have been a funeral for inside voices, and I guess I am the only one who didn’t see the death notice in the paper.
There is a certain amount of noise that is expected in an office,and yet, you would think that out side is an office, based on the volumes that are emitted.When you have to actually put an earplug in your ear in with light music coming out in order to drain out background noise and you are actually able to hear what the person on the other end of the phone is hearing, well, all I have to say is it is pretty sad. What is even worse is that I hope I don’t go deaf by the time I am retiring in order to actually do my job.
I was fortunate enough to meet him in 1966, when I was in first grade. The Polish band of missionaries, called the Pauline fathers, we building a giant shrine in Doylestown, Pennsylvania, called the National Shrine of Our Lady of Czestochowa, home of the Czarna Madonna in America.He was only Karol Cardinal Wojtyla then.
As I was brought up Catholic and am of Polish heritage, when they made him the Pope, I rejoiced with all Polonia when The Holy Father was installed.I avidly followed his travels,prayed with concern during his attempted assassination, prayed with him as he failed with Parkinson’s disease. I Cried as I was up early watching his funeral.
It goes without saying that I was up at 3 am yesterday morning watching “my” Pope declared Saint.I had a little tear in my eye thinking of my family who would be watching the proceedings in heaven, My dad was five months younger than the Pope so it goes without saying he followed his papacy with interest, and for all I know, he can be rubbing shoulders with him in heaven now.
Saint John Paul II, ora pro nobis.
We are having our first guest next weekend.
That translates into setting up the guest room, trying to empty some more boxes, freshening up bed sheets, and the like.New recipes have been tried out,and yet there’s more.
I’ll be dusting into the night and there are two more loads of wash to do, so we’ll keep you posted as the maiden launch of Undisclosed Deux goes forth.
I am sitting alone at our breakfast bar.
Jim is asleep on the sofa in front of the Phillies game,the girls are sprawled out on the floor and I am waiting for some wash to finish.
We have grass coming in, although right now it resembles a kind of peach fuzz.Thankfully it is raining right now:Jim was happy as he said it takes up a lot of time to water.I think the long stretch of the week mentally has caught up with us because we would probably be, dogs notwithstanding, cast for the cast of the Walking Dead- we would be pretty good zombies.
Hopefully, we’ll be snapping out of this.Between the juicing and moving around more, we’ll get there-I have faith.
Well, our day has been busy so far.
We have a completed vet visit under our belt with both the girls getting shots. Now we are back and they had their second walk, and I am up to bat next with a dental trip.
During the second walk, I took the shot below of the girls.My homage to Joe Pesci’s mom in Goodfellas-” One looks one way, one looks the other”picture.
I am hoping and feel good about the chance that we have to have a good restful, yet working weekend.
Here’s hoping you have the same.
We got back up to the city this morning.
I was clocked in thirty minutes early, and that was after walking around for thirty minutes. I took advantage and walked around the area, taking in the sites that I walk past five days a week. It was kind of nice to actually take a minute and reflect on things, especially knowing that I won’t be doing this area for the rest of my life on a daily basis. I even got touristy and took pictures on my eye phone.
Now, if I can only last until 3:30pm……