Three Nine Fifteen

OK. So it’s Monday & I am back on the grid. It is raining here & is forecasted to do so ALL DAY. There is much to recapitulate & regurgitate this day so we need to get right after it.

I am actually breaking from The List already. The new Blues station is crooning on the telly as I make phone calls & fight the battles, financial plans and other plans.

HEY, WHAT ABOUT GETTING RIGHT AFTER IT ALREADY ?

Tough crowd today. Very well.

Friday after Stations of the Cross, rendesvous voused with Patty in Richardson where we caught the train to Fair Park & the North Texas Irish Festival. It was on the cold side but not bitterly as we walked briskly between the buildings of the venue. I think that we ended up staying a little longer than we planned but that was OK. We got a program which would have helped a great deal but decided that next year we would have to plan this outing much more seriously as there was much to see & do. Having it light vs dark would have been a big plus as well.

Earlier in the day on Friday, I rang up a friend who I received a suspicious email from & I wanted to inform him has account had been hacked. Bogey Six is on my Christmas card list & a long time friend but we only seem to make the contact at the Holidays. This year he did not reply so I decided to give him a call & catch up.

Shortening the long story considerably, B6 is a writer for local publications & is going on Holiday to Hawaii for work (?) and do a Travel article. Well, he offered me an opportunity to write an article in his absense for the magazine on the Dallas Stars. We bounced a couple of emails before I sent him a draft which he liked & was well received so there is another project on a front burner. Must polish it up but now I am well ahead of the curve as far as the schedule goes. I have learned that submiting a draft early is a good thing just to make sure that the direction is what is being sought. I mean it is much easier to change direction early on before expending a great deal of effort & have a draft rejected later.

Let’s just call it a ‘trick of the trade’ I picked up as experience.

Saturday morning I went to the carving show solo. Patty was just not working with the schedule for the morning & had her own ‘must dos’ that as still a working stiff took a priority. I got that & saw a Cal, Pete & Joe at the show. I spent a couple of hours at the show in Grapevine before heading back east to the cloud.

Mass & a quiet evening enjoying the fort, the fire & watching the Stars lose another tough one to Tampa Bay. I like the Bolts still from the year I spent there. I am hoping they have a good run in the playoffs. Their captain Steven Stamkos is a great young player & an exceptional leader. Watching them closely since Stars will in all likelihood fall below the playoff bubble. (It’s in my article …)

Sunday Patty came over & we just hung out. In the garage mostly. I have a number of carving projects & she was looking for something to do so I put her to work & taught her some carving basics using techniques & principles from Bill’s Retiree Boot Camp. One simple hand tool at first them power carving with the high speed, air-driven hand grinder. She did very well, did not get injured & said it was fun.

Good progress was made on a new sign while I was working on 3 or 4 other carving projects. Very cool

Sunday FBNextGen turned the big 2. I called early am & she wasn't feeling well. Her parents even cut back on the party. Her granny was there, the x, so I am thinking THAT would make ANYONE sick so I amthinking that she is pretty much 'normal'. FBNG that is.

Todays picture is her on a recent shopping excursion with her favorite Pink Bunny & in her own Pink Bunny disguise.

I expect to celebrate on my next trip to Houston mid to late April when I know she will be feeling better.

We get all wound up, find mischief EVERYWHERE & payback mostly to her Mom.

OK. I guess that’s about all for now. I am feeling that I am now borderline rambling.

BORDERLINE ? WHAT ELSE IS NEW ??

Next time.

Adios & hi oh Silver.