I have my mad face on.....

.........because there is nothing to listen to on TV today. No football, no Law and Order, no "Music and Lyrics"! The TV listings on the computer as well as the preview channel indicated that "Music and Lyrics", a movie with Hugh Grant and Drew Barrymore, was coming on at 3:30 p.m. A great way to spend a "down" afternoon, watching this mindless movie---except when "they" conduct an overthrow of the network and opt to rebroadcast something from Tuesday's Big Event. Ugh! I had no idea Josh Groban was one of the performers, oh, for heaven's sake. Imagine my disappointment....So, here I am back here at this machine instead of vegging out as originally planned.

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Joanne and I had something interesting going on here earlier this morning. She likes to gaze from the river room with her trusty binoculars as she is quite the bird watcher. I heard her crowing and then she came tapping at my door to announce there was something floating in the river with a dog sitting on it. I thought it looked like a bale of hay, surrounded by birds who seemed oblivious to the object with a dog floating on it! We were puzzled at what was going on and what to do about it. I suggested we call the Coast Guard about it and was going to find the number on-line but, in the meantime, she called 911. Not what I would consider a real emergency but who knows? In the meantime, Joanne spotted a person sitting up on the floating thing so then we knew it was not an abandoned dog, but perhaps, an abandoned person!

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She called back one more time to report that a human appeared to be on with the dog, or two people, as the case might be. While Joanne was on the phone the 2nd time, we saw a police boat cruising up to the floating thing. With her x-ray binocs she could keep an eye on things from my porch but not even my telephoto lens was able to pick out exactly what was going on. The police boat eventually left and the floating thing remained doing just that. It was gone by the time I returned this afternoon, and the birds with it. The dispatcher whom Joanne talked to earlier said another person had also called in the same report. We were so curious about what they were floating on, since it did not appear to be a boat or raft---certainly did look like a bail of hay to us---with a dog on it!

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Church was sort of empty today as Pastor and his wife were at a marriage retreat sponsored by the Synod, in Orlando. People seem to think they do not need to attend when the cat is away. Pastor's kids stay with his aunt and uncle who live near there, which is quite nice for them all. Paul did the liturgy portion of the service and Michael read the sermon. All went smoothly except for a "misprint" on one hymn board, which is the one Paul read from. I could tell by the melody coming from the MIDI that it did not match the hymn Paul announced but it did the match the hymn posted on the opposite board. Those of us who caught it sang out enough to make up for those who did not. With that the only slight snag in our service, not so bad. Paul sort of ad libbed the benediction, but I liked the way it came out. After church he told me that Pete had told him once that the benediction can be the trickiest portion of the service and he regrets now blowing that off! Pete was right, but Paul muddled through just fine.

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Emily and he are planning an anniversary cruise in a week or two, so his mom and her hubby are coming down to stay with Sarah. I offered to give them a break or anything if they needed it. Paul assured me his mom and dad have been counting the minutes to come down from Saginaw to do this with Sarah. She has quite the fan club, that little one! Paul and Emily have been busy trying to get things done around the house before they arrive, like always when you have company coming!

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We had a brief meeting after church regarding the collection of information for the LES Team. The data package was due to be sent off tomorrow but I guess there are too many empty blanks yet. Ugh! (I am getting good at that "ugh" thing....). One of those at the meeting felt the need to flex a bit and bogged us down with some minutia that really has no affect on the outcome from the Synod Team. Apparently there is some discrepancy between the dates of incorporation and date of first service and the date of leaving mission status...........please! Really, it matters not, and I suggested we simply use the information found in our church's history as written for our 25th anniversary and let us move along, please! "Death by committee!"

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After church I met Brian and Kathy at Red Lobster, one of Twila's favorite places to eat. On the way in to the restaurant, I met two of our other members just leaving, with to-go boxes in tow. Brian, Kathy, and I enjoyed a great social time together as well discussing some upcoming plans for the youth group and even younger! One of the young parents from the congregation called me yesterday with a suggestion for serving the littlest ones in our membership. It is such a delight to hear that others wish to contribute in some way and stimulate interest in new avenues of serving our members!!!! Love it!!! A few years ago, I conducted a monthly group called "Moms 'n More" but it sort of faded away without developing a life of its own. It will be wonderful if a similar group is begun again, with different people at the helm!

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I told them the story about the security deposit and Brian already knew it, and knew it well from his own daughter's four moves and four lost deposits. He says it is a racket to not return the deposits but I guess the difference in our case is that we (Justin) actually had a check in hand at one point and then it was stopped. I have asked Justin to gather the paperwork from his room as well as from Grove's so we (I) do not look terribly foolish when presenting our case. It seems that college students are easy prey, or is that they cause so much damage and do not seem to care about it if the parents pay the money? I hope it is the former!

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I have given in in one small way to the 'earth' and 'green' movement quite by accident. Joanne has a guru whom she subscribes to in matters real estate and life management. Many in her office are also in this group and attend the conferences and such that go with "membership". One of the projects planned to help kick off sales and such in 2009 is to do a set number of what are called "pop-by" visits all last week. So besides the real work of listing and selling, she also had to make up some drop off bags to leave at her clients' homes, both past and future, just to remind folks that she is here to serve them. In her bag, one of which I was a recipient, was a light bulb, complete with tag line about shedding light on our real estate needs. It is one of those fluorescent curly bulbs which I installed immediately in my bedside lamp. I am now doing my share!

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That brings to mind the Publix stop Justin and I made yesterday before the opera. I waited for a few moments in my car before going in because I had a head start on Justin, which gave me a chance to people watch. Nearly every shopper that went into the store was carrying the nifty, European-looking mesh bags for their groceries. Oh, no, I am more than glad to take and use the bags already supplied by the store, thank you!

Let the day end!

Oooo, and it was an expensive one at that! I headed over to church to clean and had the presence of mind to check the schedule to make sure it was my week. As far as I could tell, it is not my week, contrary to what the service folder told me, my cleaning week is the last one of the month! Terri was on for this week, but it is really quite confusing the way it shows up on the schedule. It lists specific dates for the start and end of the week of service. For example, the February schedule has me listed to Greet "February 8 to February 14th." So, that means on the 8th, I greet. I do not know but it seems it was more clear the way it used to be written up. Others get confused, too, so it is not just me being dense. I called what I thought was Terri's cell phone number but got her dad, my friend, Gordy, instead so we had a good chat. He said that someone else told Terri they were taking care of the cleaning so I guess I am off the hook. I am just concerned that I will show up at church in the morning and find a dirty rug! I could have vacuumed anyway when I was there but it did free me up for more time with Justin!

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Justin and I met at Publix at the Town Center Mall because I needed a few things. It turned out he did, too, so my bill was a little more after he got there. He did purchase his own hair products which I found noble. Since it has warmed up some these past couple days, my plan to purchase hamburger was thwarted, as the temps were creeping up toward the mid-60s, too warm to keep in the car that long. My mother-in-law used to keep a cooler in her car just for these occasions.

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We left his car parked there and drove to Staples, a bit further down the Mall from Publix. Finally! I got my ink cartridges so I can print some more photos, both for my scrapbook and the Flock Board at church. Arno gave me money for CHRISTmas which I used to make this purchase so I will send him a photo of Justin and me to put in his room at the Home. We got only what we came in for, strangely enough, and headed to the theater from there.

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We decided to eat a light lunch at ChickFilet where I had the three piece order of fingers and he had a full entree. I ate only two of the three because I got full quickly, although they were delicious.

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While dining, I suddenly remembered to ask him the status of the security deposit due back from the other condo. He had gotten a check for the reduced amount, which had deductions for the cleaners and for touch-up painting, we thought. He deposited it in his account because it was made out to him. (In hindsight, he should have endorsed it over to me and have me deposit it instead!!!) The bank did an automatic hold on the deposit due to the amount and I guess it would take 10 days or something to make sure it cleared.

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Some time had passed and I sort of forgot about it, remembering today. Well, he told me that he has to call the bank because the check bounced. What??? A check from the real estate company bounced? Well, actually it was denied. Okay, what does that mean? Had he not checked into that? Called me? Called the realtor? Anybody??? Ugh! Kids!!

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Justin was chokin' a bit, upset now because I was upset, something he wished, advisably so, to avoid at all costs. Too late, I am upset! He said he did not have the agent's number and I "encouraged" him to look it up on his cell phone. He came up with the number and I called her office, managing to cajole the cell phone number from the receptionist. Upon reaching Cat, she said the check had been stopped because apparently the costs the owners experienced were going to consume the entire sum of the deposit. Well, isn't that nice? After the check has been issued, the place inspected by her, the agent, they can stop the check???

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So, neither of us finished our lunches and had to head toward the movie theater to meet the Hilcheys for the opera. The parking lot was packed but we found a pretty good spot and then got in line for the tickets. The people were lined up, snaking around in two lines (might be a good idea to open another window or two!). I bought tickets for Justin and me, while he paid for their tickets so they wouldn't have to wait in line. I took mine to go in and save our seats, as we heard many folks ordering opera tickets. The line for drinks was equally as long and it took way too long for me to get our sodas. Fortunately the feed did not start right away but by the time they finally arrived and got in, it was so dark they could barely see to walk. Olivia said she was on her knees trying to find the steps to our seats. Good thing I did not go too high up!

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Afterward Sandi offered to buy us dessert and since we had to go the Mall again for Justin's car, we opted to go to the Cheesecake Factory for our treat. I had the warm apple crisp and Justin had carrot cake, which he barely made a dent in. Mine came home with me to be consumed tomorrow but he did not take his along. Justin was going to Jesse's house tonight so we parted company but not before he offered to come this week and bring "Night in the Museum" with him. I have not seen it and the next one is ready to come out. Always always I am playing catch up on these things!

Let the day begin!

Hey, where is the sun this morning???? It did not wake me like it normally does and I can barely see it peeking out behind the clouds in the buttermilk sky. Joanne left here quite early as she has an appointment with clients in Welaka first thing to write a contract on a condo in foreclosure. I mentioned them yesterday, I believe, the 50 cent on the dollar sale price. Terrible for the developer but a fantastic buy for those in the market to purchase! She got home before I did last night but did not last long in the family room before heading off to bed.

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Yesterday I attended a Tupperware Party at my friend, Kelly's, house in Fleming Island Plantation. Arriving fashionably late, I missed the consultant's demo of the microwavable dishes in which she made a chicken and then "baked" a cake. The reason I was late was I could not locate my invitation and finally had to call to find out the time. NOW!! It did not matter, I was not planning to buy more Tupperware as I have become a fan of Gladware disposable/reuseable storage dishes. Tupperware reminds me of a "Seinfeld" episode where Kramer gives a homeless man the leftover Chinese food in a Tupperware bowl and is upset the homeless won't return the bowl. "It's assumed!!!" Not having his Tupperware bowl really throws Kramer for a loop!

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While not being blown away by the plastic bowls and 36 minute chicken, I did meet and chat with some nice people, including Kelly's mom and sister. In her first life, Kelly was a beautician, and she graciously offered to do a repair on her friends' haircut before she left. Throw on the animal print plastic drape (not Tupperware) and the scissors flew, adding layers to the original haircut. She did this in a room separate from the party but where we could sit and watch. What a great friend Kelly is!

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Her family was making plans or nonplans for the evening so we made our own to go visit Twila at the hospital. The area where the hospital is located is near where Kelly used to live so she knows it like the back of her hand. I let Kelly be the 'wheel man' for our trip. When we got to the hospital and walked four miles to Twila's room, we found Jean sitting there with Twila. She had stopped up after work and was going home shortly so we took over for Jean. Twila had been feeling urpy and had indigestion much of the day but when we left, she thanked us, saying we took care of her indigestion problem with our visit. Again, just another service I offer! I wonder if they had anyone in the hospital waiting to pass a kidney stone...............

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Today will be full, at least the first part anyway, as I am going over to church to clean. Not my favorite job but necessary nonetheless. From there I am heading toward Justin's place as we are attending the opera again today at his invitation, which is at one o'clock. We are trying a different theater to avoid, possibly, having feed troubles from New York. ".....looking all New Yorkish............" Oh, Suzanne, you just break me up!

Because I am so excited about the upcoming movie........

These are the famous windmills usually shown in movies about Greece, these being the row of five that line the banks along the bay at Mykonos. It is incredibly windy up here, which is why the windmills existed at this site. Only on very special occasions do the Greeks put the sails on the arms because they are fragile and not meant to be working any longer. At this point, looking back over the village, Justin and I are heading toward the bus which will take us to the ship. He had to drag me kicking and screaming back to the bus area by prompting me with going to Santorini on our next stop.....

The blues are bluer here than anywhere else I have been and look especially so against the whitewashed buildings, this one a Greek Orthodox church.

At Little Venice in Mykonos, Justin and I sat along the wall of the outdoor dining cafe and were joyfully splashed as we ate! I got this vase of flowers to pose for me, as Justin kept saying, "Work it, work it, work it" like they do for live models! He is so funny!

Whoosh! Here comes a big wave! In my physical scrapbook I have a progression of the waves coming in, hitting the breakwater, splashing into the air and then recoiling to strike again! It is romantic to sit here, not in the "normal" sense, but in the sense of the experience.

Not exactly the ruins of Greece, this is a photo of Justin taken standing amid the ruins of Pompeii, where he was able to locate an address of a structure he studied about in Latin class. This class is what stimulated his fondness for things ancient (me included!), the art,history, mythology and such that make up the Mediterranean region.

I can barely see against the sun

This is merely a comment, not a complaint! I so enjoy sitting here in the sun with heat warming my arms and face. I do not mind getting lines around my eyes from squinting against the glare as those lines are evidence of laughter and sunshine! Guilty of both!

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The google.com blogspot was down for maintenance last night so if you had problems accessing the site or posting comments, that might be the reason why. I have not noticed any changes or improvements to the site so the work done must have been quite behind the scenes. Sometimes google will make changes to the page that opens first, and when they do change it, the reader looks at it like, "Hmm, this looks different....is it?"

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Joanne poked her nose in to declare that her phone has simply been ringing off the hook, an expression few will understand much longer as more folks go cellular vs. home phone. Her clients, present and future, are trying to kill her, she claims, but it is her own fault for being such an excellent Realtor! It is amazing how busy she is in this depressed market with both listings AND sales, and I am so glad for her! She was out of this area for nearly six months taking care of her dad and his home in Kalamazoo, came back and has picked up where she left off without missing a beat. Praise be to God for that! She even has buyers for the condos further south of here that are going into foreclosure. Those will be difficult to close due to the foreclosure red tape, but folks are getting this waterfront property for fifty cents on the dollar.....hmmmmm. She did not come home last night until well after 9:00 pm and is already off this a.m.

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Today brings concentration on preparations for the Ladies' Group Brunch, as I am in charge of publicity and for bringing Linda! I printed off labels to afix to foam hearts picked up from Michael's, so I can distribute them Sunday to the female members not normally participants in Ladies' Group. We are planning this event primarily to feel people out regarding their interest and future involvement in Ladies' Group and to stir interest that might not be there!

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Kathy B. and I had a wonderful evening together, enjoying a light dinner at TGIF before heading to the movies to see "Last Chance Harvey". It was a very nice movie with a happy ending but only a little tears. "Harvey" is played by Dustin Hoffman, a forlorn musician who instead of playing jazz piano for his living is playing jingles for advertisements. He is headed to London for his daughter's wedding and has to face the fact that he is an embarrassment to his remarried former wife and his daughter. It tugged the heart strings to see how he is either intentionally or unintentionally shunned by the others at the wedding functions, even having to stay at a hotel separate from all the others.

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Harvey struck up a friendship with a woman who was also "alone", whom he met at the airport, and they end up as a couple. Harvey has made all sorts of compromises in his life, without a whole lot of character development we don't know what all transpired, but now finds himself at a crossroad with his new friend, Kate. Kate insists that he attend his daughter's wedding reception no matter what, and she agrees to join him. At the reception, he gives a very gracious toast, not at all what the family was expecting, and yields to the daughter's step-dad. He admits that he stunk as a father and husband, and thanks the step-dad for stepping in where he failed. Harvey grew up in one weekend's time! I recommend it, especially if you like this type of movie, a "Hallmark" movie, as Olivia refers to them. No slashing took place in the making of this movie! Oh, wait, let me take that back......a side story has a Polish butcher living next door to Kate's mother....

My namesake cafe and apartments in Santorini! Justin and I found this place, which overlooks the bay, in 2004, again in 2006, and then I went back in 2007 with my new friends!

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BUT, what nearly took me out of my seat were the previews of upcoming movies!!!! Nia Vardalas, from "My Big, Fat Greek Wedding" is in a movie where she takes a job as a tour guide in Greece and is called "My Life in Ruins". I saw the windmills in Mykonos and the acropolis and parthenon in Athens, and the blue doors of Santorini....................I cannot wait! I cannot wait!!!!!

What a way to begin the day!

Man, it was soooo cold this morning, I simply hated the prospect of climbing out of bed. Sometimes we have no choice in the matter and are forced to throw off the covers, walk on the cold tile floor for a minute or two, and then head to the kitchen on more cold tile to get a soda. Back I dashed to the warm bedroom where my little heater was hard at it and had been all night long and dived under my covers. The news was pretty much a re-hash of the week's events so I opted to grab my "Grandma Speaks" book instead of watching TV.

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In reading chapter upon chapter in rapid succession, it occurred to me that the author, Pearl Rainwater, is just a pseudonym for Judy Rusert! Aha, you are so busted, Judy! While I realize it is not actually Judy's writing, it certainly could be. She recommended this book series to me, the "used" ones I mentioned in a previous posting, and I am richer for it. First 'The Shack' and now these books. Wow! The chapters consist of a number of paragraphs about the author's life and family, spaced with the appropriate Scripture passages which tie it all together. For example, Chapter 8 begins with the passage from Matt. 18: 10-14, which cautions not looking down on little ones, that their angels in heaven are always seeing the face of God....Oh yes, good stuff.

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Finally I did have to get up and dressed as it was time to leave for Bible study over at Victory. Before I left, though, Jean Nichols called to report that Twila's hip replacement was already complete and all went very well. Praise be to God! Twila was still in recovery and had not been assigned to a room yet but Jean promised to call back with a room number and phone number when she had it. I called Pastor with the news as well as a few others who would be interested. Even called Mom to let her know and she was so surprised that the whole thing was over already this a.m.! It is an hour earlier there than here, of course.

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We had a full house at Bible study as two 'snowbird' members returned to the roost. They own a restaurant outside of Milwaukee which their kids now run so the parents can enjoy retirement in "warm" Florida!!! They remember me and I them from when they came to check out Good Shepherd many years ago. (I worked in the church office at the time and had a nice long chat before Pastor came in to meet with Dick and Audrey.) It was great to see them again and join "our" Bible study!

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Before class began, Pastor filled in the attendees about Timmy's accident, then included me in the opening prayers as well as those who were having surgery or health problems. That was incredibly thoughtful and greatly appreciated. Audrey reached over and clutched my hand, again, greatly appreciated.

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I would have liked to meet Justin for lunch today but had to get back to this side of town because of a Board of Directors meeting for Art Guild at the library. It occurred to me it was Martie's day to work so I called her to meet for lunch at Pengree's before my meeting and her working. Great! Wishing they had meatloaf, I am on a kick these days!, we instead shared a patty melt and fries. Oh well, perhaps next time we will strike on meatloaf day!

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The meeting room at the library was freezing cold, certainly had to have been without heat for some time. Sonya allowed me to drape my lap with her leather coat as she had her internal furnace turned up extra high. Her heat did not help me any! I simply could not get warm and could not wait to get out of the meeting. It went quickly because the President was ill and Sonya ran it instead. Once back to my car which was warm from the sun and my heated car seats, I hustled it back up here to defrost.

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But not for long! Kathy B. called to say she had taken off of work early for a test so was available for dinner and a movie! We had talked about doing this on Sunday but tonight works just as well. I will put on socks and oxfords so my feet are warm and even take my "Bible study" blanket along to the movies. I have to get to the bank first to get some cash as I got cleaned out at the BOD meeting for a gift for our President!

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Justin was here to clean yesterday and he once more invited me to the opera! Saturday the Met Opera House in New York is broadcasting live to the area theaters the opera about Orpheus. Of course, we are going, but to his AMC instead of Orange Park because last time it took a long time for them to connect with NYC and we missed part of it. He has a gift card or two to use up so we will use those to help defray our expenses. It is still open as to whether or not we will worship at Victory Saturday night, guessing it depends if he makes plans with his friends or not. I will be satisfied with our time at the Opera....

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Last night Suzanne made me roar with laughter after choir. She was telling me a story about traveling to New York City on business and about her hotel situation. The room was small and cheezy, a twin bed and over $300 a night to stay there. She said she walked into the lobby to check in, pulling her bag behind her, wearing her jeans and sweatshirt, as usual. She started to tell me that a lady was standing there "looking all New Yorkish"....................and that is all I heard. I lost it, totally lost it, looking all New Yorkish.....so funny! Just what Justin and I love about NYC, she hates! Go figure!

My niece's posting from her blogsite, for those who couldn't find it.....

Monday, January 19, 2009

Where were you...
WARNING: Just a warning to all of you...this may be a tear jerker.

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Where were you eight years ago today?

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"Why eight years ago," you ask? It's not an easy number to remember such as 5, 10, or even 20 years. How would you remember what went on or where you were on such an odd year? Well, for me eight years ago today was a very sad emotional day. Never in my life did I think I'd feel so many different emotions.

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Eight years ago today my entire family and I were in Florida to say good-bye to a very dear loved one. It was eight years ago today that we laid to rest the one person who we didn't think would pass at such an early age. We were all at the funeral of my five-year old cousin, Timothy Charles Day. What made the whole event even more trying was that today would have been his birthday. We buried a five year old little boy. I have a five year old, and I can't even imagine what it's like. Every year it's the same sad feeling I get when I think of how awful it was the night I received the horrible call. "We lost Timmy tonight." Yes, we may have lost Timmy, but on the happy side of things, look what heaven gained! The bright eyed smiley little boy with the lowest voice I ever heard from a little fella.

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I can remember walking into the house the night we arrived in Florida. It was very hard for me to look out at the pool. I collapsed into Roger's arms and just sobbed. Then Kim said something to me that I will never forget. "Timmy's sitting on Jesus' lap, probably pulling on His beard." Yeah, he's sitting on Jesus' lap. What a perfect vision. Kim always knows just the right thing to say at just the right time. The Lord may have taken Timmy from her, but He blessed her with the gift to comfort others in times of sorrow. I feel that to be a bitter sweet blessing.

A year or so later, when Vickie and I took our girl's vacation, we stopped to visit Timmy's resting place. Vickie's mother had just passed away a few weeks prior to our trip. All of us were standing by Timmy's grave crying for different people. Kim knew just what to say then too. "Mom" passed away while sitting at the dining room table getting ready to eat a meatloaf sandwich. Kim put her arm around Vickie and said, "Your mom prayed, "Come, Lord Jesus" and this time he came." Oh how true. Vickie told me that night, "I never thought of it that way. That makes me feel better."

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Kim wrote in her blog today about people saying, "Get over it." or "You need to move on." What kind of words are these??? To me, they are a slap in the face. You never fully get over losing a loved one. They are always in your heart and memories. I remember the Friday before Timmy passed, I talked with him on the phone, and he sang to me. He sang "Who Let the Dogs Out". I used to think it was a stupid song. Now it's a treasure I'll never (get over) or forget. There are just things that you can't move on from. Yeah, it's been a whole eight years, but it's going to take forever and back to GET OVER IT. Never once has anyone said that to me, instead, only words of encouragement.

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I've had a few downer days this last week, and there are several quotes I'd like to share from people who tried to comfort me. Each quote shows that yeah, it's bitter sweet that we lost a loved one, but look where he is now...PARADISE!

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"It comforts me to know that the last 8 years have been much better for Timmy than it has for us. It's sad we didn't get to see him grow up but we will see him again. I wonder if he will be the same age or if you age in heaven?"

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"Chin up, he's in heaven smiling down. We should all be so lucky."

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Some day we will be so lucky! I'm so looking forward to being up there and seeing what it looks like sitting on Jesus' lap. Of course, I have the manners to not tug on His beard!

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Because Timmy was called home at such an early age, Kim has had the opportunity to "counsel" other families who have lost children. The Lord has blessed her with the gift to console. She went through the pain and sorrow of losing a child, but she can feel the joy of helping others to overcome their sadness in times of grief. What a blessing that is for all those she consoles. And my family and I are blessed that we have such a strong caring individual who shares her story to help others.

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We don't keep stories of Timmy to ourselves in the Ellison household. We talk about our cousin quite a bit. We want our boys to know what kind of a loving and happy child Timmy was. Gabe asks questions about him once in awhile. "Is Timmy the boy by Jesus?" "Timmy is in heaven with Jesus, right mom?" I only wish they could have met the boisterous little guy we were able to love and adore for five years. I also have the poppyseed donut in the face to remember him by! For those of you who were there you know the laugh we had.

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Good night to you all and God bless you!