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Tuesday
Nov052013

Jobe showed up a little bit ago to pick up his little brother

Jobe showed up a little bit ago to pick up his little brother and take him home. Kalib was going to come, but he wasn't feeling so good. Jobe brought his dad along to do the driving. They were going to take Margie back with them, but she wants to spend one more night at home. I made chocolate ice cream cones for everybody.

 

Text added at 7:57 PM. The Squarespace nightmare continues - day 45 and counting.

Tuesday
Nov052013

Saint Branson

I believe I have mentioned in the past that Branson attends Catholic school. If I didn't, well he does. And as it happened, at some school function he was awarded the role of a certain saint. Carmen could not remember which saint.

To me, the answer was easy: Saint Branson! 

Well, look - it says right there in Carmen's picture - St. Ferdinand.

 

Text added at 4:46 PM. The Squarespace nightmare continues - day 45 and counting.

Tuesday
Nov052013

School Bus of the Day: Between Kings Chapel and Metro Cafe

I am on my coffee break and this is today's "School Bus of the Day!" Damn! This is exciting! I snapped it at the intersection right by Metro Café with Kings Chapel on the other side of the street. I completely composed the post while I was in the drive-through line at Metro Cafe and that included hashtags. I wanted to read through it, so I didn't post it and then after I got my coffee, it was gone! Every now and then, Instagram will do this to me. 

 

Text added at 4:44 PM. The Squarespace nightmare continues - day 45 and counting.

Tuesday
Nov052013

Jim was most unhappy with me

"What the hell you doing leaving me in here alone all night!!!" Jim shouted at me after I returned from Abby's and stepped into my office to see if I could get something done.

I had thought it a little odd that I had not heard him come to the bedroom door last night – Margie usually shuts the cats out when a grandchild is sleeping in our room with us – but at some point Jim usually comes to the door to try and get in and more often than not succeeds. Still, I thought he must've just settled down somewhere else. But no, he was in here all night. I am afraid to look around, afraid of what I might find. 

 

Text added at 10:01 AM. The Squarespace nightmare continues - day 45 and counting.

Tuesday
Nov052013

Trinity greets me at the door

Margie and Lynx were both sleeping soundly when I got up, so I slipped quietly out of the house and came up here to Abby's. I was greeted by Trinity, who gave me some bubblegum and an M&M. 

 

Text added at 9:34 AM. The Squarespace nightmare continues - day 45 and counting.