All the hullabaloo about ‘Good Friday’. It’s a damn sacred Holiday for some people, leave it alone dammit. Weird coming from me eh? Lots behind that, am I still on the agnostic fence? a follower? I need more meditation on that whole subject. 12 years of parochial school kinda screwed me up a bit, not to mention a million other things.
Fond memories of painfully slowly going thru the Stations Of The Cross (Via Crucis) while trying to understand the Latin meanings and not stepping on any of the Nun’s Black habits. One memory sticks out like a bright ray of sunshine. It was a bitterly cold Easter Holiday so I was dressed in my downy warmest. I had ski mitts filled with feathers. The weekend before a tiny rip appeared on a sledding trip at Huntly’s Park. As our group solemnly paced the Stations, I would pluck out the downy feathers from the ripped hole in the mitt as we went along, leaving a faint but obvious feather trail behind me. At Station 11, my least favorite (it is the Station when Jesus is nailed to the cross), my mother noticed what I was doing. I was promptly given a solid arm pinch along with her stern ‘your are in trouble’ just wait until after mass look. Needless to say, I was picking up feathers while my mother waited at the confessionals for her chance to speak with Monsignor Kaminski.
Here’s hamster man in my new office. He was pooped on this photo day, he’d been up fishing since before daylight. they caught a mess of fish over Spring Break. I have cool stuff in my office he can play with. My office is big and roomy with an extra large desk, decent Dell PC. Having an awesome IT girl on speed-dial helps. I love the abundance of square feet but I would trade half of it for a window.
Bubba is officially a legal driver-yikes. He’s been driving Wee one to school and WO loves it. It makes Wee feel ‘big’. So far Bubba is a safe driver. I have put the fear of hades into him should he remotely screw up behind the wheel, especially where the cell phone is involved.
Hermit crab bath time.
All of Wee One’s pets are thriving. Everything from the red-ear slider turtles, to the hermit crabs, to the fish and even the ghost shrimp. WO is a nervous nellie waiting for the praying mantis’s to hatch-oh joy.
I am drawing the line to rodents-no gerbils, rats, ect. EW.
Scooter is miffed over Louis. Despite the fact I’ve been giving Scooter the most attention. This is a before spring grooming photo, Scooter looks much bettter today.
Louis is a keeper.
Big Easter Holiday plans ahead. Egg coloring + hunting + dinner. Wee one’s excited, his enthusiasm is refreshing and makes me smile.