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Saturday Somnolence

I was up and running early this morning, as I had a two hour choir practice. Did I mention that I'd auditioned for a special choir? Thankfully Simon Cowell was not there and I passed muster. For the next three months I'm apparently in Choir Boot Camp, at least that's what it felt like this morning. I'm assuming it's going to be rigorous the entire time.

Of course, I then took a nap. A delicious nap.

Later on my father showed up for a surprise visit. I wish my camera was working (it's DOA, unfortunately) as I wanted to take some pictures of his dog Amy and my dog Cassie playing. Well, Amy was trying to play and Cassie was trying to pretend she wasn't a huge Lab, she was really a tiny puppy who could fit under our coffee table and hide from Amy. Cassie is such a wuss.

A bit later I got to hug and hang on to my friend Dan, just back from Iraq.

"Hiya beautiful!" he said as he held out his arms. Is it any wonder I love this guy? I do wonder, though, how the Army keeps him when his eyesight is obviously very compromised. I hugged the stuffing out of him. Four days ago I was talking to him online while he was in Bahgdad. That day he'd told me of how he and his men had come under attack. "They tried to get us today, Pam" he'd said. It frightened me.

And now...I got to hug him and kiss his cheek and tell him how glad we all were that he was home safely.

He shared with us some of what he's experienced. It gave me chills.

He's only here for two weeks and then he's headed back.

But I won't think about that now...

Comments

  1. Funny how we sometimes whinge and moan about people but when they are gone or have passed away we have regrets.

    You just gotta enjoy the moments we have right now.

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  2. Please tell Dan thank you for serving our country. Give him another big hug too.

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  3. I'm with Kindness. Spoil him and thank him from me too.

    i used to do choir! incompatible with a serious chocolate addiction, tho.

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  4. I'm not much of a chorister, but I am a world-class napper.

    I hate this war, but I wish Dan a safe return, and I honor his service.

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  5. Thank you all for your sweet words for my friend.

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