A Few Highlights
I owe much less on my car than I thought I did. I rarely look at the payoff amount since it's normally depressing, but the dollar amount is a reasonable amount. If I stay disciplined and no huge financial crisis' come my way, I will outright own my car in 5 months.
The family went to the cemetery Sunday and put flowers on my mom's grave. It was cold and rainy and dreary, which seemed somewhat appropriate even though we all want it to be a tad warmer outside.
A friend was ordained Saturday. Our family went to his first Mass Sunday, which was a very joyful occasion. Of course, since we went to the cemetery first, I was a basket-case and cried through his entire homily and other various parts of the Mass. It didn't help that he started crying, too; that just made me cry more. But I'm very happy for him.
The battery in my watch stopped working. I was able to open the back of my watch with help from WSF, and then took my watch to 4 or 5 stores before I found a battery for it. Now I have to figure out how to get the battery out. I don't want to force it; I'm afraid I'll break it. But I really want a working watch. Is that too much to ask?
SteelersBoy came home Monday evening. I love picking up people from the airport. I anticipate their arrival all day, track their flights, figure out the fastest route to the airport, and speed there. I remember waiting for my sister by the entrance to Terminals C and D; I found a spot where I could see her from far away and waited. When we saw each other, both of our faces lit up. SteelersBoy's plane touched down early so I ended up being late, so I fought with traffic to try to find him and someplace to park, but my face definitely lit up when I saw him.
The family went to the cemetery Sunday and put flowers on my mom's grave. It was cold and rainy and dreary, which seemed somewhat appropriate even though we all want it to be a tad warmer outside.
A friend was ordained Saturday. Our family went to his first Mass Sunday, which was a very joyful occasion. Of course, since we went to the cemetery first, I was a basket-case and cried through his entire homily and other various parts of the Mass. It didn't help that he started crying, too; that just made me cry more. But I'm very happy for him.
The battery in my watch stopped working. I was able to open the back of my watch with help from WSF, and then took my watch to 4 or 5 stores before I found a battery for it. Now I have to figure out how to get the battery out. I don't want to force it; I'm afraid I'll break it. But I really want a working watch. Is that too much to ask?
SteelersBoy came home Monday evening. I love picking up people from the airport. I anticipate their arrival all day, track their flights, figure out the fastest route to the airport, and speed there. I remember waiting for my sister by the entrance to Terminals C and D; I found a spot where I could see her from far away and waited. When we saw each other, both of our faces lit up. SteelersBoy's plane touched down early so I ended up being late, so I fought with traffic to try to find him and someplace to park, but my face definitely lit up when I saw him.