Wednesday, January 09, 2008

So, I had a Bad Day...

Not a talking to crickets bad day, but bad, none the less.

  • Power failure
  • Alarm failure due to power failure
  • Mysterious disappearance of car keys
  • Punctuality failure due to power failure
  • Intelligence failure to all of the above

I was supposed to go to calling hours tonight for my Great Aunt Bonnie, but I just couldn't do it. My Mom said she'd represent me. All day I thought I was going to be OK, but I was just kind of weepy. It was a relief to be excused from the whole thing. I came home and played Wii with Doc and the kids. At about 8, I went over to Tiki and had a beer.

We talked and listened to music. Jimmy D graciously creamed me at cricket. The ladies and I decided to work out together. At around 1o, I knew my time was up. It would be Doc's turn and he worked his ass off today around the house. So, I began to make my good-byes.

I walked out of there with 7 hugs and 4 kisses. And, you know what? I really needed it. Farewell, Aunt Bonnie. I'm sorry I couldn't be there tonight. But you have my prayers and well-wishes. Say hi to everyone for me. And for everyone else:

oxoxoxoxooo

PS: Lucy's joke of the day: How does the tuna fish play on the piano? Because it's angry!

11 comments:

  1. It's amazing what a little Tiki and kisses can do.

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  2. hmmm... Yeah, 'twas a ruff nite-- Dharma Bum threw up in bed at 10.

    There's leakage into today as well: within 5 minutes my kids spilled soda left out, dropped choco glazed donuts on the carpet (glaze down), played with scissors, opened the fridge and began taking all the contents out, and violently fought o'er who got to pump up the leaky air mattress.

    ::raises glass:: here's to a Sweet Thursday!!

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  3. So sorry for your loss.

    I'm gonna tell the boys that joke.

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  4. I think Aunt Bonnie would approve of the way you honored her. I'm sorry for your loss.

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  5. I come from a long line of huggers and kissers. My family is very touchy, and my wifes is not. They really dread seeing me coming and always give me those "arms down at the sides" hugs!

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  6. GKL: Isn't it, though?

    HL: Here, here!

    Thanks Phil and Beth...

    SD: I really have to know people well to be touchy feely...

    Terry: You got it! Lucy's not great with the joke structure but the delivery is outstanding!

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  7. Again, sorry for this loss. And the joke is a wonderful non sequitur.

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  8. Sorry about the bad day but glad there was some good in it too.

    I've never heard the term 'calling hours' before. Just sayin'.

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  9. Thank you, CP.

    Dale: We call the time when you go to the funeral home and see the relatives and view the body in state, as it were, calling hours. It's usually followed by the memorial service, then the funeral and then the wake. It's funny, when I lived in Cleveland, no one knew what I was talking about when I said calling hours there either.

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  10. sorry to hear about Aunt Bonnie, and there's much to be said for how we choose to honor those who pass. And you've been blessed with a good support network there! It is very difficult to recover momentum from a day that starts out bad, too.

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