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A Week of Wonderful

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I’ll be finishing up the Our Lady of Lourdes novena tomorrow. It’s one I say every year. The darkness of winter around here needs as many reminders of miracles as possible, and there’s certainly no shortage of people for whom to pray.

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I just got home from playing with a couple of the sweetest little boys ever – I look forward to Friday nights all week! Tonight we watched come cute songs with animation on YouTube. The very first was “Bringing Home a Baby Bumblebee”, which took me straight back to Aaron’s daycare and pre-school years. I can see his sweet face with his little-boy haircut like it was yesterday, even though he’s a grown-up web designer with a baby girl due in 10 weeks or so. He liked the verse about smashing the bumblebee best, of course. Both my boys got my dark sense of humor!

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Aaron’s expertise was a huge blessing earlier this week when my blog was hacked. I was beside myself because the hacker had replaced my post (a book review) with his vulgar political one and changed my password so I couldn’t log in. Aaron had set himself up a login for my blog as well as a way to access my entire computer remotely while he was in college, so it was evidently a quick fix for him. I would almost surely have had a stroke without both him and my original blog designer talking me out of my tree!

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My younger son, John, performed with his high school’s Jazz Band this week. I wasn’t there, but my husband got great video of John’s performance, and I was incredibly impressed and proud when I watched! It’s a good thing we have a studio in the basement – I think it’s going to see more and more action. They had a guest performer – a member of the Air Force’s Band of the Golden West on baritone sax. If you’ve never seen an Air Force Band perform let me assure you: they really are the best of the best. And this guy loved John. He even high-fived him over the drum set after the song where the baritone sax was featured. That is a #proudmom moment!

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While John was performing I was at a surprise party – for me! Three of my closest friends and I met for dinner (as we do periodically), but this time we celebrated me turning fifty (I showed off my celebratory navel ring), being an expectant grandmother, and working with these wonderful ladies for twenty-five years! The company I was working for when I was unable to return to work after my fourth spinal surgery because of constant, severe pain still considers me to be on Medical Leave of Absence, and will do so until I can finally get in front of a judge and be officially declared disabled. This means I can purchase insurance for myself and my family for the same price as if I were still working full-time. It’s hard to believe a company in this day and age could be that compassionate, but they have been. They even gave me a twenty-five year award, which I never would have expected. It was an emotional evening for me.

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John got his official admission letter from the University of Louisville, so our next step is applying for housing. We get a discount on that deposit, thank God, but we still need to put together some money to get it done ASAP. I’m wading through possible scholarships and forwarding the best matches to John for application, and we have our fingers crossed we’ll get news soon about a really big one! John’s school counselor has been a huge help – there have been many times I’d have been completely lost without her input and suggestions. Keep us in your prayers, please!

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I’ve gotten a little addicted to Hometalk, a daily email with several Pinterest-focused DIY/crafty projects. I’m going to have to stop cold-turkey, though. I was already really over anything that involved empty cans, empty TP rolls, or plastic cups or bottles. Then I saw an “upcycle” where someone had turned a bookshelf into a bar cart. Ponder that for a moment. If someone needs a bar cart more than a bookshelf they need to take a long, hard look at their life and their priorities. I need to take some time and better organize my Pinterest boards anyway. I discovered Pinterest early and never realized how huge it would get, so I have categories with names like “Good Ideas” and “Maybe”. Yikes.

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Pinky and the Brain, Graduations, and Other Ramblings

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Pentecost Novena to the Holy Spirit – done. Craft I’ve been working on while I’m praying it – not quite there. Praying while crafting has, surprisingly, ¬†been a huge help. It keeps me calm and focused. I’m more adaptable. I’m less likely to swear like a sailor, rip apart my project, and throw it around the room. (Yes, I have actually done this. I have a temper which I keep under excellent control. You don’t want to be around if it runs amuck.)

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A friend of mine . . . well, actually a friend of my aunt’s and my dad’s whom they went to high school with sent me gifts recently. This one is an angel drawing that I keep on my nightstand. Somehow the words I most need to see catch my eye each time I look at it. She’s a very special, very insightful woman. I hope someday I’ll meet her IRL.

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My best friend throughout high school’s only son graduated last weekend. We were in crisis mode (yes, even more so than usual) and I didn’t get to go. I wanted so much to congratulate my friend and her husband, also a friend of mine during high school, on what a wonderful young man their son had grown into. I know what that feels like – it seems your heart could almost explode with joy. But I also wanted to visit the place he was graduating – the same place his parents and I had graduated from high school at in 1984 (Yes, I am that old.) Rupp Arena in Lexington. My graduating class was six hundred, and I think that was average for the time. I want to hear about the pranks they pull now, who behaved well and who didn’t . . . I’m going to have to get together with Wendy (who has the most amazing memory ever) and compare high school graduations in Rupp today to what they were in our day. Wine will be involved.

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I don’t follow horse racing in a huge way, but I do watch the Triple Crown races, I know a bit about racing history, and I know the proper way to place an exotica bet in parimutuel betting. I am also quite familiar with common courtesy and how one should and should not behave in public. The way California Chrome’s owner behaved last Saturday was, in the words of my grandmother . . . common. In parts of California evidently this is apparently overlooked when one was an actor and has an excess of money. I think he will remain much happier if he limits his racing to those areas.

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Now that I’ve finished being snooty (perhaps too much Ladies of London) I just want to say “thank you” to Netflix for providing entertainment for those of us who don’t have the patience to wait an entire week to find out what happened next. And yes, I did watch the entire second season of Orange is the New Black in two days.

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Michael has this courier run occasionally that involves picking up peanut butter sample in one city and transferring them to another city for testing. The lab there reminded him of the lab in the old “Pinky and the Brain” cartoons and evidently there is a gentleman working there who looks like Pinky (bless his heart). Anyway, when Michael drops of the peanut butter and starts the trek home he texts me “Narf!” which was one of Pinky’s favorite exclamations. I wanted to text him back with a new “Pinkyism” each time – a phrase Pinky would utter during each episode that had nothing to do with anything. I got on You Tube, thinking I’d need to watch an entire episode each time I wanted one of these phrases, but believe it or not I wasn’t the only one in need of this info. There was an entire series of clips of nothing but Pinky-isms. Thrilling, yet disturbing in some way, isn’t it?

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No number seven. My brain has shut down and it took me five minutes to come up with the word “episode” for #6. Sorry.

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