Pet Peeves, you know?

As you may be aware, much of my time spent at home is in front of this computer with the radio playing. The local talk radio station is speaking to me from 9:00 a.m. through 3:00 p.m., and as long as I am here or in my car during those hours, it is on. Occasionally, if the subject matter disturbs me, particularly in the a.m. hours, I will listen to music instead, but otherwise, I listen. I listen not only to the hosts of the programs but also to the people who call in to their shows. Regardless of where the show originates, being nationally syndicated allows for callers from all over, even from other countries, in some cases. It is always a delight for me to hear the callers from WI, which makes me homesick a bit, hearing that upper Midwestern accent....

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Today, as I listened to Neal's show, the one Justin has called in on a couple times this year, I nearly reached into the radio to pull the words out of the caller! The hosts and screeners must have all the patience in the world to listen to the callers, who are so absolutely freaked about being on national radio. Every third word(s) of this particular caller was "you know", not necessarily in question form. "You know?" is often used as a space saver in a sentence, much like an "er" or "um" holds the spot while the caller or speaker searches for the missing thought. UGH! Or, there are the callers who use the word "like" in an inappropriate place in the sentence. "The car was like driving down the wrong side of the road like, and then he like drove right over the mailbox like man it wasn't like even there!!"

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I know a woman who regularly uses the Ebonics vernacular and is the first one to tell you about it, ending nearly every sentence with "ya' know what I'm sayin'?" No, tell me again, I am incredibly dense! Often the statement she has made does not even require a response from me, and yet I am asked if I understand. This is, of course, an absent response, an absent comment, and many people do not even notice after a certain point. However, for me, being asked "you know?" in every sentence, becomes more a contest of counting how many there are instead of listening to what is being discussed. My other friend who prefers the lecture format to conversational give 'n take, likes to begin her 'arguments' with, "No,......" and then goes on to express herself. How off-putting it is to begin a sentence in that fashion. I wonder what I say which rattles other people.......no need to answer that, please!

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We all have things, bugaboos, which drive us wacky and since "words are my plaything", as told me by a former co-worker, I guess it annoys me more when they are misused. I use too many of them, I am wasteful! As Justin told me about my Facebook problems a couple weeks ago, instead of putting in my 2 cents worth, I put in a buck fifty!!

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The sun is now shining in on me, warming me nicely, after having had a real soaker rain shower around 10:00 a.m. Many helicopters are going up and down the river, including one Coast Guard chopper, which rather freaks me out. The local radio news told of having two deaths in recent weeks due to the "swine flu" so I was searching the obits to see who these people were. One lady was in her young thirties but I do not know if her health was otherwise compromised prior to exposure to the virus. It was when reading the obits that I ran across one for a 28 year-old man from St. Augustine who died while diving with his father. Such a tragedy! It seems he was spearing a fish, and it might have kicked back enough to cause the diver to hit his head on coral, which rendered him unconscious. Rather like the accident that killed the crocodile guy in Australia, Steve someone or another.

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Last night was a preseason football game for the Jags, played in Miami, where they lost to the Dolphins. And I accidentally missed the Board Meeting for the Art Guild when I was working on something for church....time escaped me and then it was kick-off! Our Ladies' Group is sponsoring a Mission Festival on the 30th and I was garnering information about the missionaries assigned to our congregation so I could send it to Janet. She is putting together a display, while I am arranging for the bulletin insert, so folks are prepared to donate to the missionaries. There is also a young man in Keystone Heights who is attending Martin Luther Prep and going on to the ministry, and we are supporting his 'scholarship' fund as well.

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This week I am hostessing a Music Mixer at my house for all the people involved in music at church, whether operating the MIDI, playing an instrument, or singing. Or interested in any of the above!!! Sunday I distributed personal invitations to those who were even remotely involved with the music ministry of our congregation. Some folks were not present, it has been a bit on the scant side attendance-wise recently, but soon summer will be over, bringing back our missing members! Come to my house and have some of my delicious sloppy joes....make a note to buy some more relish for the joes!

Where oh where are the storms going to go?

The sky is clearing and I see a Navy plane coming in for a landing, a grey dot against the bluing sky. A couple sailboats are making their way south down the river at what seems to be a leisurely pace. Earlier today, as you might notice in the photos posted this late morning, dark clouds were dominant, threatening rain but not producing any, at least here. Connie was busy with the hose, cleaning up behind the painters as they scraped the loose paint from the railings on each floor.

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The one painter, quite the friendly guy, was telling me about how their next job might be in Tampa or wherever they are sent. They work all over the place and all he needs to do is get back to Jax to get his check. I thought that was odd, certainly the boss would give him his pay wherever they were, but he went on to tell me about his retirement money he gets for over 22 years in the service! He served in Viet Nam, and he had served a long time with John McCain, who had been stationed out of NAS Cecil Field at the time. Cool! Of course, I thanked him for his service and gave him a can of Mountain Dew!

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My day began quite early with an appointment with Frank. We are supposed to talk about money and track its progress, thankfully starting to recoup some of the losses, but much of the time was in discussion about construction. He was all frustrated because he was having a relatively small addition put on his garage and was having every kind of problem with the contractors. Oh, how we had to laugh! I told him the story about Jimmie many years ago, when I told Jimmie if I ever ever again said anything about being a General Contractor, he should just shoot me! And Frank finished the sentence for me, since he had the same feeling about his project, just shoot me and have it over with!

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These are just the problems Frank deals with, expectations! Betty and I talked about this too the other night, about what I considered the "training by mistake" when folks go into a position for which they are unprepared. Hence, the classes, the training, the being made familiar with systems and such. Supposedly Frank's contractor had arranged to just send photos to the inspector to prove the nail pattern was correct on the roof. What!?? It had better be date and address stamped, too, then. No way is a photo evidence for passing an inspection.

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Our formerly quiet tropics have begun to heat up, with one storm smacking around the Florida panhandle today, another losing some of its steam as it works its way toward land, and yet, Bill, heading toward us at a rapid pace. Hopefully that hurricane will be forced away from land when it gets closer and swerves away from us. Our temperatures are being slightly affected with the low temps at the beginning of next week expected to be around 72. Now, I know some of the readers like that just fine, but, I do not. I am going to be so grumpy when summer is gone!

p.s. this weather map changed since I posted it...wonder what happens when the storms are gone, over time.....hmmm

Look! There is a man outside my window!

This morning as I was leaving for an appointment with Frank at Edward Jones, I saw the two guys who are referred to as "the Cambodians", by the paint crew, working on a plastic chair with a rod up the middle. My nosiness forced me to go over and see what they were trying to rig, attaching a motor under the chair. No! Don't tell me! Yup, this is what the guys use to hang over the edge of the roof to attach the rain gutters which were replaced as part of this project. Oh, my!

After I got home from my appointment with the two Franks, one who manages investments and who protects my car investment by doing oil changes, I managed to lean close enough to the window to catch a shot of the one guy as he sort of bounced around on the side of the building, installing these gutters. His buddy was down below, handing the next length of gutter to the guy suspended from the roof in the chair. The man below called his buddy in the chair, speaking in their language, and the guy turned to wave at me from his seat on the side of the building. I talked to Connie, our maintenance lady, about this daunting task, asking her if they drew straws to see who got stuck with the job of riding in the chair. She said she doubted it, that "the Cambodians" do all the work on the scaffolding and chair, by default. Everything is so specialized these days. Not for all the tea in Cambodia would I be the one suspended in the chair!!!!

"Worthy is the Lamb...."

Last night I had dinner with my friend, Betty, at Longhorn and we talked a long time. Unfortunately she has not been able to find a job after being laid off from my former company. Her sister, also laid-off from her job, has recently begun taking some classes to add to her skills but Betty is concerned that she might have the "old dog/new tricks" syndrome and not be able to handle school again. She has not totally dismissed the notion, but I can see where it can be frightening to take classes at this point in her life. These would not be classes just for fun or interest, but rather something with which she might be able to support herself.

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Here is Betty at Justin's birthday party last month. We have been friends for more than a decade---wow, that sounds like a long time when stated that way.......

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This morning I got to church in time for Bible study and what an interesting topic it was! We are studying our vocations as Christians, with our subject matter today coming from Titus, where St. Paul gave the instructions and guidelines for what makes a qualified minister/elder. Blameless, above reproach, good reputation, all things necessary to make a good strong church leader. I truly enjoy studying about these things, serves to be grounding for me. Only two kids in Sunday school today so Kathy B. had an easy time of it!

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Kathy and Suzanne played the pre-service music which I could only hear bits of as I stood outside the doors greeting with Gretchen. What a wonderful musical team they are! In fact, they were so good that when the MIDI quit suddenly mid-hymn, the congregation kept singing and the two ladies quickly jumped in with live music. I thought they had planned it that way, the way it flowed nearly seamlessly from MIDI to 'a cappella' to live music! It moved me! The hymn was from the Supplement, "Speak, O Lord", and not all that familiar to most. Later we sang and they played "The Lamb" which was also quite lovely. "Worthy is the Lamb, whose blood made me His own! The Lamb is reigning on His throne."

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I sat with Twila on the far side of the church in a calculated attempt to support the singing since we were using one of the newer liturgies this a.m. She was alone so it was nice to share the pew with her. Little Sarah was in front of us and kept working her way down the pew, sneak a peek at me, and then scurry back down to her parents. Twila had Altar Guild and since her co-helper was not there, she asked if I would help her. Of course I will! Suzanne even teased me because after I was done washing the communion ware, I mopped my face with a paper towel. Yes, I am perspiring---I had my hands in hot, sudsy water and it spread to my face!

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Twila and I grabbed lunch at Aron's on the way home, with me bringing home half of mine! Twila did a good job on her lunch with no leftovers but had to stop at Publix on the way home to get supplies for making a special soup for her grandson, Daniel, who was coming for dinner. She just loves to spoil her grands! Justin always loved his Grandma Twila's cooking, which he enjoyed when he used to hang out with Mark. But I do make good sloppy joes and I believe it will have one right now!

Thinking about some of Friday's events and such...

As you might recall, Friday morning Justin, Judy J. , and I were part of the "honor guard' our community put forth to welcome back a fallen airman, Scott Speicher. His procession, for those familiar with Jacksonville at all, followed Roosevelt Blvd. (Hwy. 17) north to downtown. There was a ceremony at the Veterans Memorial Wall, although I do not think they actually stopped the procession at all. The parade went on passed Speicher's church and his high school, out to NAS Cecil Field where he had trained and from where he was deployed. The route then took the procession down Argyle Forest Blvd., passed Good Shepherd, where the preschool kids, some parents and the staff, stood with flags in salute.

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The photos on-line showed views looking north from the cemetery toward I-295, and the traffic was gone. The only vehicles appearing were the motorcycles leading the hearse and other vehicles in procession. This brought back memories of our having the same effect on traffic with our funeral procession on a Friday afternoon. Blanding Blvd. is about the busiest roadway in the area and our extended-length procession from the church to the cemetery certainly ruined some people's schedules that afternoon in 2001.

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I was able to see the "missing man formation" fly-over as they must have flown over the cemetery during the 21 gun salute and playing of Taps. Judy J. was on her way back from church after standing with the children and saw the "missing man" leave the formation and "punch a hole in the sky". She called from her car to tell me about it and I told her they came over the house too. Quite spectacular a sight and experience for our community!

Oh, man! I should not have done that!

Have you ever said that? I love to ask questions here to see if I get answers.....normally it works! Last night, early, I decided to rest my eyes, as I told Kathy B. my eyes were more tired than my body was for some reason on Friday. I took a little rest during the storm and woke up just before 11:00 pm, I think. Ooops!

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Oh, I know I was ruined for the rest of the night, at least most of it so I got back on the computer and had a late night visit with Kathy B. after she got home from the movies. We had been invited to a "Dinner and Movie" event with Kelly, Kathy's daughter, but since I had gone to the movies Friday afternoon, opted to pass. I am glad I did because we had the most tremendous thunderstorm roll through here complete with street flooding, power outages, and barking dogs! On the bright side of that, no apparent leaks in my condo! Whether this is so for the rest of them I will find out later today but as for mine, all clear!

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After the funeral procession event yesterday I came back here for a bit, posted my blog and did some church work before heading to meet Olivia and my neighbor ladies at the Carmike Theater. Julia had posted on Facebook that her mom was gone so I asked her if she needed lunch or anything. What she did need was a sweet tea from McDonald's so I swung by to get one for her and we did a quick hand off outside the shop. Olivia was already in the theater when I arrived so I got my ticket and stood in line to get my soda. The other ladies came in, too, and they introduced themselves to Olivia. I heard her telling them that I like Diet Coke and I had to turn and laugh because how well they know my love of the drink!

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Once more I enjoyed the movie and its previews, while Maureen was impatient about the movie not starting. For some reason, I do not mind, unless the upcoming shows are all the kids' style movies with a whole lot of smash 'em up themes. Which reminds me of what Kathy said last night---she was not all that taken with the movie they saw, "The Time Traveler's Wife" although it is highly touted as being a great love story. She found the characters to lack depth, pretty to look at, but little development in their relationship. The movie would most likely have been too long, had to put it in a nutshell for the screen appeal. Chances are I will still go see it, but last night was out for me!

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After seeing "Julie and Julia" yet again yesterday, I felt like cooking! So, since I could not sleep, I as noiselessly as possible, made sloppy joes at 2:30 in the morning! Maureen, nearly 70 years young remarked after the movie: "I am going to go home and start smoking, drinking, and eating butter again!" Julia Child lived to ripe old age (94 I think....) after years of doing the above, so Maureen figures, "Why not??"

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My laptop is having a problem, something which requires the steady hand of Justin as well as the disk for loading Microsoft Office, I believe, as the opening page tells me something is corrupted. Rats! I sure did not need that! I cannot find my disc of Office and thought perhaps Justin had it to load on his. He called me this a.m. to tell me he does not have it, so that means I might have to look around here some more. A good project for when it rains later, looking for software rather than late afternoon napping is the better way to go!

The Scott Speicher procession-----sigh........

I know I pick, pick, pick.....the news reporterette, Tiffany, just reported that "the roads are lined with people of all ages, with American flags in many of their hands....." Does anyone see the problem with that declaration? Or am I being petty.....If you do not see the problem with the sentence, I will tell you in the Comments.

Here is a lady, holding balloons, standing with us. As she drove into the parking lot where we set up, she shouted from her truck window to save her a place. And I did!! See my beach chair sitting there? I did not even use it, felt better standing up than sitting around, so many people to talk to and such...

The streets ARE lined with people of all ages and colors, the side streets being blocked by fire trucks and rescue vehicles, in salute to the fallen soldier. While not all the fallen are recognized in such a fashion, they should be, this man has strong local ties, having gone to high school here, worshiped, taught Sunday school, and served his country to the fullest measure from Cecil Field, the only airman lost that first night of the Gulf War.

Judy is shown here holding her special flag which represents every branch of the services. The woman behind the one wearing the purple dress is a short-timer, only has two weeks left of her Naval career, as she is retiring after 20 years of service. I could not believe she was old enough to have served that long! When we parted company after the procession passed, I thanked her for her service and she thanked me back for acknowledging it.

Here passes the hearse carrying the remains of Scott Speicher, and was followed by another large car with his family members in it. His wife has since remarried and has more children, as the years left so many unanswered questions as to Scott's status. He went from missing in action to being declared dead and back to missing in action.....I am not a big proponent of "closure" but at least this gives the community a chance to rally FOR someone than AGAINST something!

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Judy was leaving my house and heading over to church to stand with the preschool kids to salute once more as the procession passed Good Shepherd on its way to Jacksonville Memory Gardens. Tara asked me if I was going over to the Gardens but I am not, not today.....

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While waiting for the procession on Roosevelt, Justin and Judy went to Panera to get our breakfast. There was no need for soda as I had a cooler along but he brought me back a cherry Danish. Judy got an iced coffee and quiche to eat. We met such nice ladies who asked if they could stand with us: Karen, Tina and Crystal, none of whom knew each other before. I introduced them as they joined the group, and Tina said, "Wow, you are good! You should be a party planner!" Laughingly, I told her I was, and then Justin threw in, that sassy sassy boy, "She is a community organizer...."