Thanks for the memories…

Ahhhh…a “normal” night, finally. We came home, picked up Zo, made some dinner and hung out in the library. Listening to the Cards lose yet again. They could still come back…we’re only halfway through the game at this point, but judging how we’ve been playing…yeesh. Played some blocks, some Leapfrog globe, some Fisher Price stacker thingy. M and I were climbed on by our little monkey, both of us trying hard not to laugh so much that we’d shake her off.

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Cleaning House

Back to work today, and it feels good to have some “normalness” return. Lots going on at the spa, which I love, because it means we’re busy and more clients are coming and going and that’s typically pretty good for business.

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How to tell you’re a mommy.

I kept having trouble finding things in my bag today. Important things like keys, sunglasses, cell phone. So finally I took everything out to see what I could see. Along with the essential items listed above, I also found a ring of brightly colored plastic keys (not mine, but I’ll give you one guess as to who owns them), one of M’s ties, multiple kleenexes (some used, some not, but all wadded), the iTrip for the iPod (but no iPod), and the small photo album of Zoe pix that I like to cart around to show off, but is woefully out of date now and desperately needs new images.

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Zozo loves peas…but not that much!

Busy morning, but good. I got Zozo all to myself because M had to be at work early for some training, and Mom Z had to deliver Dad Z to Meramac this morning for a meeting before he departs on a business trip. I told her that she didn’t have to be back until around 8, so Zozo and I played in the library for a bit before I took her over. I made some pictures of her holding her Gerber daisy from Grandma’s funeral and think I got some good ones. I probably won’t have time to dump them, format them, and publish them tonight, but will as soon as I get the chance.

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Repeating the Repetitive Repetition

Nothing much new to report tonight, and no new images to post. We actually had a very nice, relaxing evening. Well, except for that part where M ran around cutting the yard. It looks great out there; he’s done a wonderful job getting the lawn to look good despite the efforts of local kids to keep it torn up with their cars.

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God Bless Grandma G

We laid Grandma G to rest today. She had a lovely mass at Blessed Teresa of Calcutta Chapel, with a very cool priest who I think is Father Rosy, who is listed as the pastor on the archdiocese Web site, so I’m assuming that was him. He wore cowboy boots, and was able to very nicely relate Grandma’s life to that of Jesus, with a little humor sprinkled here and there. I liked him very much, and wish I knew his name for sure so I can give the correct priest credit where credit is due. Sometimes cool priests seem few and far in between in the Catholic Church, so when I find one, I like to give him a shout-out. Many thanks to Aunt Teresa for making all the arrangements for the wake, funeral and mass. I know it was incredibly tough for her to do, given how close she was to Grandma.

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