Today would have been my Dad's 130th birthday. He didn't quite make half of that. But these significant birthdays stay with us just about forever. I don't remember death dates, probably too much upset around them.
Cleaners here today and my car blessedly started, so I'm writing from the library, where there's a great departure from the usual exhibits.
I registered for the online discussion, and if you can scan the qr code, maybe you can too.
While I was busy with this techie stuff, a gentleman asked me if I'd seen his earpiece charger. He'd put it down somewhere. Tech giveth and we lose the parts.
Beautiful day today and if the wind has dropped I'll get a walk here, around the fountain, now off for the winter.
Meanwhile, reading. The Atkinson was great, funny and confusing and vintage. It's back in the library now, for the next person on the long list.
It's odd to come to a library and spend time reading from my Kindle, come to think of it. Like bringing your own sandwich to a buffet.
Speaking of which, the libe has splurged on a puzzle table, with raised sides, which I guess keeps the pieces off the floor. After prolonged study, trial and many errors, I managed to place two, count them, pieces. Yay me. Not a world class puzzler.
Happy day everyone, home soon to tomato cheese egg bake from last night, on toast. Fast food.
Great sadness about the California fires, along with relief that we still have a president willing and able to surge assistance to the region.
I have some seminal dates on Google Calendar, but I just checked and see that I don't have Dad's death date. It was this month, maybe the 19th. I will look it up.
ReplyDeleteI used to observe death dates but lately, I have not wanted to and so don't. Neither one is the "right" way to do it. At least that's what I think.
ReplyDeleteA table with raised edges for puzzles...you know, that seems so obvious, now that i think about it.
Yes, especially since I'd occasionally picked up puzzle pieces off the floor.
DeleteI wouldn’t be able to leave the jigsaw puzzle table. Art exhibit looks wonderful, too. My sister died in March ’81 and I would go into a death spiral of my own for years after. Then I reminded myself that was only one day in her (albeit short) life and not worth focusing on.
ReplyDeleteI feel better celebrating birthdays, more because they lived than because they died.
DeleteHooray for cars that start and libraries that have interesting things on display. Don't know if I told you that I mentioned the possibility of ours taking up puzzle lending and I was met with complete and utter horror. The staff, said the staff on hand, would be forced to count-every-single-piece-every-single-time-one-was-returned and they simply don't have time for such pursuits. They looked at me in complete mystification when I gently suggested that the onus to report missing pieces should/could fall to the next borrower. Deaf ears and absolutely no foresight. RC is in the midst of second puzzle since Christmas and is uttering some rather dark words over the shapes of some of the pieces. He made a raised edge on the top of a card table which works quite well to contain the pieces.
ReplyDeleteI can't help wondering if they check every page of every returned book in case one's missing?
DeleteMy father was born on Valentines day. He died a week after his 86th birthday, 15 years ago. I hope you were able to get in a walk.
ReplyDeleteYou had him a long time, as an adult. Mine were both gone when I was 21.
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