Me - Christmas 1964 - at the Delbridge's |
Hi Mom,
When I grew up, I wanted to be a fireman.
Not really. Astronaut. Dinosaur Hunting Archaeologist. Superhero. Police Detective. Lawyer. Writer. Film Director. Computer programmer. More or less in that order. Those were the goals. Those were the things I wanted to be when I grew up, even computer programmer, which I found as a love in high school. If only I had stayed on that path.
The photo seems to suggest fireman, so I went with it. Being funny.
The comment is apropos as I am spending all my time looking for work. JOB SEARCH.
Good thing to do on a rainy day. Future casting, like the boy in the hat.
Rainy day here today in the PacNW. Shut in, a bit. No walk for the dogs as I am disinclined to get soaking wet and feel chilled to the bone without going outside, which is not my usual blast furnace body heat issue.
Did some house cleaning, made myself some lunch, towel dried the puppies after kicking them out for potty. Things you would appreciate, Mom.
I am keeping to my low power mode brevity.
Also, the greater effort is going into the job search.
Thanks for stopping in.
Listening to this on repeat:
https://hypnagoguepodcast.com/2017/12/28/episode-226/
It's a good soundtrack for this day.
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Reflect and connect.
Have someone give you a kiss, and tell you that I love you, Mom.
I miss you so very much, Mom.
Talk to you tomorrow, Mom.
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- Days ago = 908 days ago
- Bloggery committed by chris tower - 1712.28 - 10:10
NEW (written 1708.27) NOTE on time: I am now in the same time zone as Google! So, when I post at 10:10 a.m. PDT to coincide with the time of your death, Mom, I am now actually posting late, so it's really 1:10 p.m. EDT. But I will continue to use the time stamp of 10:10 a.m. to remember the time of your death, Mom. I know this only matters to me, and to you, Mom.
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