Best Dog Ever

 I don't remember her name when we got her from the rescue group, but she showed fear when we said it, so we called her BRIGIT.

And she is the best dog ever!

Well, except when she barks....

She didn't bark for a couple of years, but she must have 'felt at home' and started barking.

Barking to let us know someone is on our porch is not the problem.

The problem is, we eat dinner in the TV room, She gets a little from Bern's plate but since Bern eats faster than I do, when I finish she starts barking, wanting scraps.

I figured out a solution and it's worked so far.

Bern gets up to leave and I get up as well. I walk to the door to the hallway and either give Bern my plate or carry it down.

Brigit doesn't bark, but follows us and gets a treat from my plate while we're cleaning up the kitchen.

Seems to work.

And restores her 'best dog ever' title....

At Big Y

I was checking out with things for dinner (my turn today!) and heard someone behind me answer their phone and said what sounded like "Hey, Bern!"

I turned around and a man was getting a soft drink out of the cooler and looked just like my son, Josh.

I almost said, "What are you doing here?" when the man turned toward me and had a brown, turning gray beard.

It wasn't Josh, no matter what I had thought, and why would Josh have said 'Bern' instead of 'Mom'?

If I keep seeing my long-dead father on the back deck and my son at Big Y I may have to evaluate my senses a bit.

Maybe the cool, rainy May is a time for seeing what isn't there.

I'll keep my eyes open....

 

Writing my sermon

I wrote my sermon for this coming Sunday today. It's about stories of the resurrected Jesus.

I'm not comfortable writing about the resurrected Jesus because I've never met someone who was dead that was alive again.

Until recently....

I went out on our back porch at dusk to smoke a cigarette--yes, I smoke, get over it!--and saw my father sitting in one of the deck chairs.

My father has been dead for decades and I was both horrified and fascinated to see him.

My heart almost stopped--or beat faster--I'm not sure which.

I turned on the porch light and put on my glasses and saw the various things on our deck and deck railings that made me think it was my father.

Seeing a dead person alive doesn't compute.

It explains why the disciples were so confused by the resurrected Jesus.

They knew it was him, BUT....stuff like that doesn't happen.

We all need to keep our eyes open and our hearts ready to see proof of the Resurrected Jesus in our lives.

Keep looking.

Keep looking.

Then, keep on looking....

 

Don the Dunce

When falling asleep on camera in the middle of a meeting is only a minor one of many offenses, you know you're in trouble.

Our President (it took all my courage just to type that!) is always starting useless wars, insulting women reporters--calling them 'stupid' or worse--getting facts wrong and saying gas is cheap and he 'doesn't think about the financial plight of Americans.

What can be done?

We're on tract to either oligarchy or financial ruin.

Where's the 25th Amendment?

I think it should be tried....

Or else we have 2 1/2 years of chaos left....

That can't go well. 

Mother's Day

 I got Bern a flower arrangement, white chocolates and a card.

She doesn't like white chocolates--so I got them!

Got her some chocolate chocolates when I went to pick up fish and chips for dinner.

Sent emails to my daughter and my soon to be ex-daughter in law. (Don't ask, I'll explain another time.)

Not a very busy day, but I am so lucky to have met her in Latin class when I was a Senior and she was a Freshman in high school.

She hasn't 'made' my life--she 'is' my life....

Happy Mother's Day to those out there in blog land.

 

Sitting around....

No church tomorrow. I'll miss not being there. Morning Prayer by one of the laity. I hope it goes well.

When I don't have church I'm just sitting around wishing I did have it.

I've mentioned that I don't 'go to church' except when I'm celebrating Eucharist. I feel bad about that, but not bad enough to 'go to church'.

So, Sunday is like most days when I'm off.

Just sitting around. Reading David Rosenfelt's books. Playing 'hearts' on my computer. Watching a little TV.

Like I said--just 'sitting around'....

 

Rain and Shine

 Today was one of those days. Rain and then Sun and then rain with the sun shining.

Still a little cool for May--but I'm chilly in August!

No church this week. A long weekend of rest.

Got to get Bern a card and flowers for Mother's Day.

Obviously I don't have much to say--didn't sleep well, as I promised in my last post!

Hopefully tonight I'll snooze well....