sticks
Seemed like everywhere I walked this weekend there were sticks laying around. Edwin Warner is so full a person would never lack for firewood. Imagine the people of Africa or Afganistan if they saw all this wood laying around. With most of their trees long gone to warm their homes, they'd be as happy as can be to see the seemingly never ending supply of firewood. I finally found a draw knife at Woodcrafters in Franklin. It's bigger than I had imagined but will be just the thing for the man who is warm and happy playing with wood. He would have been good to have in the woods on Saturday but is the most reclusive person I've ever met.
I had breakfast and coffee by the fire pit at 6 on Saturday morning, the air was still so I had a nice fire with Ms. Haynes right beside me or partially in my lap, visited with Sherry and Tom, read the book (Kite Runner) I hated to put down. Living room movie and dinner with the man, another tonight! I baked a cake and some brownies for him to take home. The cake looked most perfect so I hope it tastes that way too. Sunday to breakfast with Sharon, Jim was eating at the same restaurant with his friends, paid our check and hugged us both. Said he was glad to be on this side of the grass (he's a mortician). Cannot look a woman in the eyes but is sure to know breast sizes. Funny man.
Sheila had her stomach stapled and is pale and weak. I hated to see her looking that way and what she must be feeling about herself to undergo such a radical procedure. She's such a sweet person. Apparently it's all about "bagging a man." I know a few I'd love to bag...just not in the same way she's thinking. For one, the man who made her feel so bad about herself. Some simply don't get it and always look for better even when the best is in their lap. Sad but when they realize it they're alone with no way back to where they should have stayed. Women are the same way, truth be told. Looking back is a good teacher but can shatter the core of the being such as Sheila who YES, is overweight but I never noticed because I only saw the heart of the friend.
Many things are left unsaid in this life, right on the tip of the tongue but never uttered for fear of what?...rejection. We should straighten it out whenever possible so we don't have to look back and wish.
Basketball Tournaments starting Friday night. I have taken apart both metal detectors, reinforced joints and still I keep wondering if it's alright. My back is killing me! The thing weighs a ton. The newer model has an awsome computer and seems to be a bit taller. Staffing is an issue. No one wants to work nights. Maureen will be there, she's good to help and has OCD, good in this situation but I wouldn't want to live with her. I'm not sure of the rest of the group but I'm meeting with them all first thing to lay down some rules so I don't end up with the same behavior I got last fall. That group won't be back! They kept walking off and leaving me with large groups coming in. If not for Officer Frye I might have been hurt by the irate guy with the knife. Most were alright but a few scared me. I'm taking pepper spray this time, it's at a gang heavy school on the north side where we've had a lot of trouble and media saturation. We need this thing to run smooth with little problem. We have all of our officers working, many police and the flex and gang task force. I think we'll be alright unless someone does something stupid. Seems to me you can almost always count on someone doing something stupid. Human beans.
Love.
g'day
I had breakfast and coffee by the fire pit at 6 on Saturday morning, the air was still so I had a nice fire with Ms. Haynes right beside me or partially in my lap, visited with Sherry and Tom, read the book (Kite Runner) I hated to put down. Living room movie and dinner with the man, another tonight! I baked a cake and some brownies for him to take home. The cake looked most perfect so I hope it tastes that way too. Sunday to breakfast with Sharon, Jim was eating at the same restaurant with his friends, paid our check and hugged us both. Said he was glad to be on this side of the grass (he's a mortician). Cannot look a woman in the eyes but is sure to know breast sizes. Funny man.
Sheila had her stomach stapled and is pale and weak. I hated to see her looking that way and what she must be feeling about herself to undergo such a radical procedure. She's such a sweet person. Apparently it's all about "bagging a man." I know a few I'd love to bag...just not in the same way she's thinking. For one, the man who made her feel so bad about herself. Some simply don't get it and always look for better even when the best is in their lap. Sad but when they realize it they're alone with no way back to where they should have stayed. Women are the same way, truth be told. Looking back is a good teacher but can shatter the core of the being such as Sheila who YES, is overweight but I never noticed because I only saw the heart of the friend.
Many things are left unsaid in this life, right on the tip of the tongue but never uttered for fear of what?...rejection. We should straighten it out whenever possible so we don't have to look back and wish.
Basketball Tournaments starting Friday night. I have taken apart both metal detectors, reinforced joints and still I keep wondering if it's alright. My back is killing me! The thing weighs a ton. The newer model has an awsome computer and seems to be a bit taller. Staffing is an issue. No one wants to work nights. Maureen will be there, she's good to help and has OCD, good in this situation but I wouldn't want to live with her. I'm not sure of the rest of the group but I'm meeting with them all first thing to lay down some rules so I don't end up with the same behavior I got last fall. That group won't be back! They kept walking off and leaving me with large groups coming in. If not for Officer Frye I might have been hurt by the irate guy with the knife. Most were alright but a few scared me. I'm taking pepper spray this time, it's at a gang heavy school on the north side where we've had a lot of trouble and media saturation. We need this thing to run smooth with little problem. We have all of our officers working, many police and the flex and gang task force. I think we'll be alright unless someone does something stupid. Seems to me you can almost always count on someone doing something stupid. Human beans.
Love.
g'day