mayday, mayday,
No it's not an SOS. It really is May Day. May first. Someplace there should be a maypole with kids running around it.
Or communists rolling the heavy artillery down the street to let the world know they were gonna blow us up if we didn't conform to a system that clearly doesn't work.
It sure doesn't feel like May 1st outside tonight. It was a bit of a brisk walk from the hangar to the parking lot. The hangar I'm working in these days is affectionately known as "Ice Station Zebra" because it's on the northeast end of the base where the wind comes out of Weber canyon. Fortunately, no wind tonight as I left the building, but when I got to the car, there was frost forming on the hood and roof.
A good dinner later and I'm just about ready for bed.
I'm kinda bummed more folks didn't get excited about my idea to give up $1 a day to help someone. I'm not gonna give up on this, though... I have some great examples of what we could do and I'm gonna start a different blog for this. My stuff here is geared more for friends than the whole world, so if I have time tomorrow I'm going to copy and paste the old post into a new place.
As for my life, not much has changed. I'm still under the impression Wendi is coming home. I don't think the timetable has changed. The saga with the house continues. In the mean time, I just try to press on with my days. Some warm, sunny weather would be nice so I can get started on the jungle.
Mother's Day is coming up, too. I'm blessed to have two moms. I have my real mom and the immigrant.
That's all I have for now. Please think about the whole give $365 thing. And, don't forget church today!
Or communists rolling the heavy artillery down the street to let the world know they were gonna blow us up if we didn't conform to a system that clearly doesn't work.
It sure doesn't feel like May 1st outside tonight. It was a bit of a brisk walk from the hangar to the parking lot. The hangar I'm working in these days is affectionately known as "Ice Station Zebra" because it's on the northeast end of the base where the wind comes out of Weber canyon. Fortunately, no wind tonight as I left the building, but when I got to the car, there was frost forming on the hood and roof.
A good dinner later and I'm just about ready for bed.
I'm kinda bummed more folks didn't get excited about my idea to give up $1 a day to help someone. I'm not gonna give up on this, though... I have some great examples of what we could do and I'm gonna start a different blog for this. My stuff here is geared more for friends than the whole world, so if I have time tomorrow I'm going to copy and paste the old post into a new place.
As for my life, not much has changed. I'm still under the impression Wendi is coming home. I don't think the timetable has changed. The saga with the house continues. In the mean time, I just try to press on with my days. Some warm, sunny weather would be nice so I can get started on the jungle.
Mother's Day is coming up, too. I'm blessed to have two moms. I have my real mom and the immigrant.
That's all I have for now. Please think about the whole give $365 thing. And, don't forget church today!
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