Tep, my thoughts are with you and your family during this time.
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I'm now sharing some turkey jerky with my kitty. She sure is greedy!
Kittenish gets that way too. She'd quite like some of the bbq'd chicken in the fridge. I know this because I open the fridge and her nose is immediately inside and she yowls.
In case anyone wonders what Christopher watches on TV with Owen, the boy just came up to me and said, "Poker Star dot net."
Heh. Kids tell the bigger bipeds all the other biped's secrets. It's fun for the audience at least.
Teppy - peace to you and yours.
I think one of the first things Chris said was "PBS dot com".
Teppy - I'm so sorry for your loss.
Ooof. 8:00am. Was your grandfather Catholic? I tell Scott all the time, I think Roman Catholicism has it all over most of Protestantism, when it comes to ceremony (particularly funerals), but their funerals are too damned early.
Yeah, he was Catholic. The funeral Mass is actually at 11:00, which is a reasonable hour; it's just that the visitation/eulogy is immediately beforehand (9:00) -- and there's a private visitation for the family that's even before *that,* hence the 8:00 a.m. Grumble.
Do you know what scripture passage(s) you'll be reading, Tep?
Not yet. Caretaker!Aunt called me and we had the world's shortest funeral-planning conversation, as follows:
C!A: "Can you do a reading at Mass?"
Me: "Absolutely."
C!A: "Can you do more than one, if no one else is willing to do it?"
Me: "Yeah, no problem. What will --"
C!A: "Good! Okay, bye!"
For Dad, we had a piper play Amazing Grace as we left the church, and Danny Boy at the end of the internment at the grave. There were no dry eyes.
Just thinking about "Danny Boy" makes me tear up.
{{{Tep}}}
and positive vibes headed your way
More vibes for {{{{{{{{{{Teppy}}}}}}}}}} funerals are so emotionally exhausting. Much ~ma to you.
I need to finish up some school work tonight. First class is almost done. Probably shouldn't have had wine with dinner.
{{Teppy}} All the peace and coping~ma you need. Also? 8am is horribly, horribly wrong.
Peace~ma to you and your family, Steph.
Congrats on the apartment, P.-C.! I was going to say go for it!, but then it was too late and you already had.
Buffistas lead interesting lives.
Yeah, he was Catholic. The funeral Mass is actually at 11:00, which is a reasonable hour; it's just that the visitation/eulogy is immediately beforehand (9:00) -- and there's a private visitation for the family that's even before *that,* hence the 8:00 a.m. Grumble.
It seems like most of the funeral masses I've attended are at 9:00, and usually we go to the funeral parlor beforehand, at 8:00 (even though there's been a wake there the day or so prior). It's way too early.
Not yet. Caretaker!Aunt called me and we had the world's shortest funeral-planning conversation, as follows:
Heh. Well, that's good. No time for fighting. The priest may pick the passage you're reading.
