Saturday morning musings…
everyday glory December 27th, 2003I got to bed somewhere around 3:30 this morning.
I was awake before 8:00.
::: braincramp :::
My mother, uncle and sister are going to a wedding in Richmond today; Mom is doing the music for it. Apparently, part of everyone’s (except Kris) preparations included coming into the bedroom and making noise. Not LOTS of noise, but more than enough to conducive for sleep.
Mom kept asking if I was going to go, as a member of our extended family is getting married. I told her that I wasn’t – my reason for coming home was to be here for Christmas. Not weddings, bar mitzvahs, bat mitzvahs, christenings, funerals, or the like. Doesn’t mean that I care any less about the people involved, but I promised that I would come home to see her and my family; that’s what I’m doing. Anything above and beyond that is “me time.”
Dad called about an hour ago; he’s on the way. He should be here in roughly an hour-and-a-half.
I neglected to mention that I have spent the past couple of evenings hanging out with friends. And their kids. In addition to seeing Thomas on Wednesday, I have also been able to see Britney (named long before the now-famous Ms. Spears became a household name), my now 10-year-old God-daughter and her “new” baby brother, Connor, 2-years-old. Where does the time go?! I remember when she was newborn. She’s not supposed to be so big! And, Connor… He’s two and I can already see that his high school/college football career is on track.
I stopped by Theo’s both nights; last night he had his son, Brandon, and Brandon’s half-brothers. All of them have shot straight up. Or I’m shrinking. But, since I don’t think that I’ve lost any height, I’ll concede that they are getting bigger.
::: Stray Toaster Interlude :::
A little girl from down the road just rode by on an electric scooter.
::: Interlude End :::
What’s on tap for the rest of the day? Other than spending time with the paternal unit, I don’t know. I’m waiting to hear from
But I have coffee and that makes everything just a little bit better.
Namaste.
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