June 22, 2006
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.
June 21, 2006
Well, well, well. My “don’t F with me” mood has produced some interesting results, mostly pretty good.
June 21, 2006
So dawns another day, and hopefully things will get better. Because we can’t take much more of them getting worse!
June 21, 2006
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.
June 20, 2006
When I was a kid, it used to bother me when people at wakes would say, “She looks so peaceful!” or “He looks just like he’s sleeping!” I used to look at the people in the casket and think to myself, “Nope. Just looks dead.”
June 19, 2006
What to wear to a funeral?
June 19, 2006
Monday. The start of another work week. Which is normally fine, but this week sorta sucks.
June 19, 2006
Today is Father’s Day, and I’m one of those incredibly lucky people to be surrounded by fantastic fathers. The fathers in my life defy the odds of how many cool fathers can exist in one person’s sphere. I can’t speak highly enough of them, so I’ll just try to pick out a few things that make each one special to me.
June 18, 2006
Today was a much better day than yesterday.
June 17, 2006
Today my grandmother died. One of my six grandmothers. Grandma G, Daddy’s mother, passed away this afternoon. Daddy = Fred for those of you who are trying to keep track of my family tree. I didn’t get to see Grandma G very much, but I always knew she was there, and that she loved me unconditionally. She accepted me as Daddy accepted me, as one of her own even though she didn’t meet me until I was around three or four. She’s been in my life as long as I can remember, and she loved me and I loved her, and in my book that makes her my grandma.