Sunday, March 15, 2009

Rainy days and Sundays

. . .. always get me down? Is that how that song goes?


I am not sure. But what I am sure of is that this rainy day AND Sunday doesn't have me too down, although I've been back a little under the weather. Maybe it's a new sick, and maybe it's a lingering sick, but it's crappy sick nonetheless. And it has been raining since Thursday.


Mind you, many people are glad. The grass loves nothing more than real rain from the sky, rather than what I pay the City of Houston to use through my watering system. Hmmm - the grass loves the free stuff, and thinks what I pay for is just OK. Where's the irony in that?


My neighborhood will be the home of the Shell Houston Open golf tournament in a week or two. The planners, I'm sure, are thrilled that this rain happened right now, so the grass on the course will be perfect.



Maybe Governor Perry will be glad, as he petitioned for federal aid for counties north and west of me as they experience the worst drought in recent history. Or, maybe he just wanted the $$ and is a little disappointed. You just never know these days.


But our rainy day was spent inside. All day. Those of you who either have small kids, or did have them once upon a time, know what this was like. We start out the day happy - everyone shares and smiles. By now (6:18PM), everyone wants the same toy. No one likes the meals or the snacks provided. And everyone is just crabby. Including one sick-but-on-the-mend Mom.


We have a busy few weeks ahead of us - and lots to post about soon. But for today, I will limit the blog to one picture - one of Flat Stanley. For those of you who don't know who Flat Stanley is, let's let Wikipedia help us out. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flat_Stanley Anyway, a coworker was in town from Chicago, and had his daughter's Flat Stanley with him. Coincidentally, Dewey and I were going to the rodeo that night, so I jumped at the chance to bring Flat Stanley along. We took his picture all over the rodeo grounds, and had lots of people recognize him. We got a lot of laughs.


Dewey and I went by ourselves to this event (yay for babysitters) because it was in the evening, and the kids aren't really old enough yet to (1) appreciate it or (2) handle the crowds and the noise. BTW - the musical performer was Alan Jackson - mmmmm. Very good. Stay tuned for a rodeo day that Christopher and I have planned this week with some friends.

OK - that's all the free time I get before I get to play referee, all the while looking at the clock, thinking, "Is it bedtime yet???"

Words to live by


Blessed are those who are willing to learn, unlearn, and relearn, for they shall inherit the earth, leaving behind a population nimbly equipped to cope in a world that no longer exists.