Well, except that Texas doesn’t have to work and I have a fridge full of leftovers so I don’t have to either. He said something about going to the Cracker Barrel in Lindale (since it’s the only thing open ’round here today), but I don’t know if I want to deal with people. Those poor people are going to be working anyway… don’t they deserve an easy table and a big tip?
Perhaps my years of waitressing are showing just a tad.
Plus I have this whole theory about asshats people and the holidays and why they are so fake only make nice for about a month and a half out of twelve. But I digress.
The lovely Joan gave me this post for today. She posted the first poem she ever memorized and the first thing I remember memorizing is the Prayer of Saint Francis of Assisi. He was a favorite Saint of my grandmother on my father’s side and she did love this prayer so.
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury,pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
and where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
I was surprised about how much of that I remembered. I didn’t have to fill in much at all. I guess you can take the girl out of the Catholic church, but you’ll never get it out of her.
Say hello to the Birthday girl. Katie is 11 today!
Oh and Carrie? I’ll see your “country bumpkin” and raise you a pair of cowboy boots.
Happy Thursday y’all.
What? There’s sky in that picture.
I tried to take a picture this morning of the real Saturday sky, but it’s only 5:30.
I’m not used to being up this early… especially when not making it home until after midnight.
Whoooboy! I am not 18 anymore.
Today and tomorrow? Wash, rinse, repeat.
I may need some help come Monday.
The wisteria is going non-stop! Since the weather has been beautiful and my window is open all day, I’ve been able to catch whiffs of it’s scent throughout the day. I still don’t have any blooms on the honeysuckle, but it is growing like a weed. I suppose that’s good?
Other things going non-stop?
The sewing machine. We’ll see how this all turns out. I think I may have to figure out how to fix the one sleeve as it seems like it curls up a bit. Maybe another row of stitches? I have to attach the bottom and put in the elastic (under the bust line) and I’m done! I also may have purchased more fabric yesterday since this is going swimmingly.
BBC America. HELLO!?!?! How can you not love this channel? You are What You Eat, MI-5, Cash in the Attic, How Clean is Your House, Ramsey’s kitchen, Wire in the Blood. Really. I’ve always loved this channel and just realized how much I missed it. Some of the old shows I miss are Monarch of the Glen, Bally Kissangel, Changing Rooms.
Me this weekend. There is a conference I’m attending tonight and tomorrow. Bands are coming in from all over the world and they’re having some great workshops. Even snarky and heartless me is interested.
- Ethical Consumerism
- Cutting and Tweeking: At risk youth
- Hearing the Voice of the Victim
- Finding Healing through Creative Arts.
- Water-purification system building thing(no, not the official name)
Someday I’ll chase away readers with more details. One of the best parts of the weekend? I’m meeting Angie! I’m meeting Angie!
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I may kidnap her and go on a Cookie safari. 😀 I’m thinking if we send yarn on Tuesday, we can head up and stake out the local post office until she picks up the package. We then throw yarn at her until she submits and then make her take us to Babetta.
Think it will work?