Happy Father's Day To All You Dads
Here is a "shout out" to all you fathers. May you enjoy your day doing whatever it is you feel like doing. After all, that's how we should be able to celebrate it, right?
Let's take a moment today to reminisce about Dad ... he'd be 85 now, and I'll bet still have a great head of hair. He was always a good example for me (and I think all of us) to live by, and as I get older I recognize some of his traits in me (thanks for the nose and ear hairs, Dad and Grandpa Lee). On a serious note, he was a good man, he believed what he believed ("I may not know everything, but what I do know I know as well as anyone else") and he and Mom both gave us all a great work ethic (even though mine may have not developed until after leaving home). He persevered for what 44 years (?) with the one hand, and did things with it that still amaze me to this day. I think he smiles down everytime we have popcorn - it always goes in Mom's old aluminum cake pan, his favorite serving dish for popcorn. I miss him, and I know you all do too.
I do have some "work" work to do today, in preparation for an implementation first thing tomorrow morning. However, it shouldn't take all day, and I will at least have some time to rest my weary aching bones.
As some of you know, I met three more of our neighbors yesterday afternoon while I was trimming back some low-hanging branches and a few of the blackberry or raspberry vines that have both vexed and maybe permanently scarred me while mowing in the front yard. One of them, Greg Best, invited us to a neighborhood party at his home a few blocks away. Janice and I were initially willing to make a go of it since it would have been a great way to meet even more of the neighborhood, and we got a couple of nice bottles of wine to take to the host and hostess. However, by the time we had finished our gigantic subs we picked up on the way back from hauling another carload of "schtuff" from the apartment ... we both looked at each other and decided we were just too damned tired to be "on" for a party. Either we're getting old, or more mature (very doubtful) or this move crap is more of a pain in the butt than we remember. I think it's more the latter, considering the amount of "schtuff" we've both accumulated over the years. Oh well ... at least Janice can enjoy the wine. LOL
Now that we're in a bigger space ... God only knows how much MORE "schtuff" we'll be tempted to accumulate.
You know how there are "Personal Shoppers"? I think there is (or should be) a market for "Personal Movers". You would just sit back, tell the moving team what you want to keep, what you want to donate to charity, have them box things up, move them, then tell them where you want things or have them suggest placement, have them unbox and put away everything on the "receiving end" and let them do all the work. Oh well ... too late for my having formed that kind of service to do us any good. Not that I don't think we got a good deal on our move, but with 157 boxes ... ugh.
It's a beautiful morning here, and the forecast calls for sun, sun, and more sun, so it should be a glorious day. It will be interesting to see if the temp actually does hit the forecasted 94 ... it seems we are about 5 degrees cooler than the "lowlands" (as I now call it) parts of Manchester. I brought over the thermometer from the apartment, yesterday (or at least I think it ended up in one of the many boxes of little stuff we brought). It will be interesting to see if my "5 degrees cooler" theory is indeed true.
Also, we bought a rain gauge ... I need to put that up. Curt (or Kurt, don't know the spelling) one of the neighbors I met yesterday, said he had emptied his three times over the past month ... 18" of rain? I kind of believe it.
I think the "Mosquito Dunks" I put out yesterday might actually be working. I noticed a decline in "strikes" when we got home last night and I walked around outside for a bit.
Maybe you all won't get that "Malaria" or "Dengue Fever" or "West Nile Virus" call after all. LOL
Let's take a moment today to reminisce about Dad ... he'd be 85 now, and I'll bet still have a great head of hair. He was always a good example for me (and I think all of us) to live by, and as I get older I recognize some of his traits in me (thanks for the nose and ear hairs, Dad and Grandpa Lee). On a serious note, he was a good man, he believed what he believed ("I may not know everything, but what I do know I know as well as anyone else") and he and Mom both gave us all a great work ethic (even though mine may have not developed until after leaving home). He persevered for what 44 years (?) with the one hand, and did things with it that still amaze me to this day. I think he smiles down everytime we have popcorn - it always goes in Mom's old aluminum cake pan, his favorite serving dish for popcorn. I miss him, and I know you all do too.
I do have some "work" work to do today, in preparation for an implementation first thing tomorrow morning. However, it shouldn't take all day, and I will at least have some time to rest my weary aching bones.
As some of you know, I met three more of our neighbors yesterday afternoon while I was trimming back some low-hanging branches and a few of the blackberry or raspberry vines that have both vexed and maybe permanently scarred me while mowing in the front yard. One of them, Greg Best, invited us to a neighborhood party at his home a few blocks away. Janice and I were initially willing to make a go of it since it would have been a great way to meet even more of the neighborhood, and we got a couple of nice bottles of wine to take to the host and hostess. However, by the time we had finished our gigantic subs we picked up on the way back from hauling another carload of "schtuff" from the apartment ... we both looked at each other and decided we were just too damned tired to be "on" for a party. Either we're getting old, or more mature (very doubtful) or this move crap is more of a pain in the butt than we remember. I think it's more the latter, considering the amount of "schtuff" we've both accumulated over the years. Oh well ... at least Janice can enjoy the wine. LOL
Now that we're in a bigger space ... God only knows how much MORE "schtuff" we'll be tempted to accumulate.
You know how there are "Personal Shoppers"? I think there is (or should be) a market for "Personal Movers". You would just sit back, tell the moving team what you want to keep, what you want to donate to charity, have them box things up, move them, then tell them where you want things or have them suggest placement, have them unbox and put away everything on the "receiving end" and let them do all the work. Oh well ... too late for my having formed that kind of service to do us any good. Not that I don't think we got a good deal on our move, but with 157 boxes ... ugh.
It's a beautiful morning here, and the forecast calls for sun, sun, and more sun, so it should be a glorious day. It will be interesting to see if the temp actually does hit the forecasted 94 ... it seems we are about 5 degrees cooler than the "lowlands" (as I now call it) parts of Manchester. I brought over the thermometer from the apartment, yesterday (or at least I think it ended up in one of the many boxes of little stuff we brought). It will be interesting to see if my "5 degrees cooler" theory is indeed true.
Also, we bought a rain gauge ... I need to put that up. Curt (or Kurt, don't know the spelling) one of the neighbors I met yesterday, said he had emptied his three times over the past month ... 18" of rain? I kind of believe it.
I think the "Mosquito Dunks" I put out yesterday might actually be working. I noticed a decline in "strikes" when we got home last night and I walked around outside for a bit.
Maybe you all won't get that "Malaria" or "Dengue Fever" or "West Nile Virus" call after all. LOL
posted by Lee at
6/18/2006 08:18:00 AM
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