Any fish bites if you got good bait.
It's been a long time since I last wrote. A new baby has been added to the family! Little Melody Raine. I got to see her last week and I am in love. I loved squeezing her and watching her smile.
I've enjoyed a small break from the work world. I enjoyed a short sprint at nasa working where the astronauts train in the shuttle and space station mock-ups. I got to meet the next two men to live on the space station and the next shuttle crew. I feel very priviledged to have done that. Now I am on to a permanant job at UTMB in Galveston. B and I went over there today for me to fill out the paper work. I start next Monday. Barry joked with the lady in charge of assigning parking spaces. He told her he was going to trip the next person in line to get a parking space so that his wife could get a space. She thoroughly enjoyed his humor, and low and behold I got a parking space. My friend who works there said it took her 7 months to get a space. :)
After we left UTMB, we went to a mattress store and bought a cheap mattress for a guest bed. The bed is wonderful, but the box springs stinks like cheap new stuff. After unloading the new bed, we took all three animals to the vet for their annual shots. That was a chore. I saw a childhood acquaintance in the waiting room. I didn't acknowledge her. She probably wouldn't remember the time she held a girl and told me to hit the girl at the softball field at night. I refused. She had paint all over her and she walked like a man. My best childhood friend is gay and mentioned that this person tried to hit on her. So what. I didn't feel like rekindling anything. Maybe the chemical plants here make gay people. I heard that chemicals are making male frogs female and vise versa.
Been thinking about Mom today and this house. I am ready to make it mine. I want to buy a big Mediterrainean picture to replace the big flower picture that my brothers' exwife's mother's mom painted. No one wants it. I made every effort to make sure they knew it was here and available to them. I like it well enough, but I'm ready for a change. I'll put it in the attic or something.
Well, the stew is sticking to the pan, the rolls are burning, and my cell phone is ringing.
More later.

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