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No longer on the river and, again, an empty nester. Back to living on Fleming Island and making some more friends!

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Oh, it feels so good to sit down

Busy, busy, busy, like many Sundays are. After church I came home for a bit and managed to find some recorded "Frasier" episodes to watch. What a nice treat, since I'm sad about running out of my DVD's that Justin gave me for CHRISTmas.
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For some reason, my family room TV won't play anything on the Lifetime channel, which is where "Frasier" plays. Maybe Justin put the "fix" in on it, as he used to forbid me to watch Lifetime because of the movies shown on there. Isn't that a bit reversed? The child forbidding the parent...anyway, he felt it wasn't good for my spirit and well-being to watch that type of program. He has my best interest at heart! Therefore, my DVR can't record from that channel any longer. There are some Frasier episodes recorded around New Year which still show, which is why I got to see it today. Whew! The long way around again, right?
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This afternoon was spent at Great Hang Ups for Kris's art show. It was fun and I got to visit with a couple of Justin's art teachers from St. Johns. There were some sales made although I don't know the overall success of the show, as some folks were still there when I left.
Pizza/Game Night was sort of a bust, although we did have 5 adults and one child. An entire pizza was leftover which the preschool teachers can enjoy tomorrow. Fausto was bit distressed that more people don't come, in fact, he claimed that anyone who had kids should be there! Here's the worst part as far as I'm concerned, no Scrabble for Kim.....we played Mexican dominoes which was quite fun and terrific for a group. Oh well.....
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And why does it feels so good to sit down? I was on my feet much of the day, except for during worship. Before church and after, I was scooting around talking to people, getting the table set up in the breezeway, taking attendance, etc. At Hang Ups I was workin' the room, on my feet some more. It simply felt wonderful to sit down and relax!
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There is a heart-breaking movie on TV right now---The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants, which is cool because I get to see views of Santorini periodically. But, there is one young lady, Carmen, who is suffering terribly because her dad is remarrying, a surprise to his daughter, and the woman is blond with two blond kids. The natural daughter is Puerto Rican as is her mom, obviously, and she's having a really tough time accepting all this.
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One scene shows Carmen standing outside the house, looking in at her dad's "new" family, all sitting around the table. It bugged her so much that she threw a rock at the window and ran back home. Just now she called her father and let her grief out, feeling that her dad traded his wife and daughter in for something better. Gut wrenching sorrow, with the dad shown weeping, too, unable to mend this damaged relationship. She told him how her uncle calls every month but only sees dad twice a year. Heart breaking. As I often say, "Oh, the things we do to our children!"
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Speaking of children, Justin is doing well as far as coping with his news Wednesday. He has a physical therapy appointment in the morning, goes to work, and then home early to cram for a test. He is doing a project for one of the classes tonight, something Roman. I offered to send him some photos but he said he's got everything needed. Justin got to spend some time with Pam and family tonight for Jesse's birthday, now 22 years old, at Carrabba's. Nuts! I missed out...
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There is much more to say but will leave that for another time. I think of so many things when I'm at church, some of the readings either in Bible study or worship prick my heart, but then when I get home, I've lost my train of thought. Enough thinking for tonight, though, so good night all and consider this from Ephesians: I pray also that the eyes of your heart may be enlightened in order that you may know the hope to which he has called you, the riches of his glorious inheritance in the saints...


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