I’m going to tell you about My Brohim.
I am blessed with three (3) older brothers.
They are all stellar human beings and are all hilarious, talented, complex, gentlemen.
Danny will be first…because Danny has always been first.
Soon…
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A walk ends badly…
I spent another wonderful weekend with my Love in Woodbridge.
Earlier today, we went for a walk at Lodi Lake Park, where we usually ride our bikes.
We walked past the lake, and walked the loop through the nature preserve.
It was pretty warm, but we saw the deer and squirrels galore.
On our way back, past the playground, there were many people along the lake side, and right when we passed, not 10 feet from us, a man pulled a limp, maybe 2yo, boy from the water.
I think the sight will haunt me for a long time. It was truly awful.
Matt and I both called 911, but Matt’s call was better as he has a local number (I still use my old Fresno number). Emergency dispatch had him stand right next to the baby, as folks were performing CPR so that his location could be tracked.
Emergency vehicles arrived and took the baby right away in the ambulance.
After we got home, Matt found an online news article, stating that the baby boy had died.
I am bereft.
Happy Weekending!
So, I am in Woodbridge with my heart.
I woke up with enough time for coffee with Emily before work, and I have not regretted the “loss of sleep” inherent in waking up earlier for this.
Work was grand. I stayed busy enough for time to fly by…
I’m up to “O” in my shifting and things are going great.
I fell asleep in the arms of my love, and today I am as lazy as one can be on a single day off.
I’ll do laundry tho…
…clean clothes accomplished. We had pizza for dinner, and I’ll drive home after Zoe.
On the Road..
…made it home to my Emily.
She missed me. I know because she purrs so loud when I get home, I call her “My Motorhead”
It’s time for sleep. Another week in the library for me…
Goodnight, y’all.
Fri-yay?
If one works on Saturday, should one celebrate Friday?
It’s all good. Today has been a nice, pretty, day. I’m all the way to the “M” section in my shifting project, and it’s so calming for me.
To make order from chaos warms my Librarian heart.
I’ll drive to Woodbridge tomorrow after work to spend one precious day with my love.
2019
I adore this man.
Goodnight, y’all.
Thursday Sunshine
Today was beautiful…sunny with a little breeze…
Work has been great. I just try to keep up with the changes. We were going to stop requiring appointments on Saturday (5/1), but now that’s been pushed back for 2 weeks.
My shifting project keeps making me happy…I’m already done with Grisham…so it’s on to the “H” section.
Went grocery shopping after work and wandered around for an hour, hungry, but I didn’t buy too much crap to eat, so I call it good.
I originally went because I needed creamer for my coffee.
I have to be at work an hour earlier on Fridays and Saturdays, so I need to go to bed…
All Staff meeting in the morning, so I CANNOT be late. This will likely be my last chance to hear from our Library Director, as she is retiring in a few weeks.
(More Changes a’Coming)
Goodnight, y’all.
Another day…
…another nickel.
Saw Ted bopping around the library door. He had been limping last week, but he seems to be A-OK now.
Work was great: still shifting Adult Fiction, and getting ready to open w/o appointments on Saturday.
Home to watch President Biden’s address.
I have some hope, yo.
Goodnight, y’all!
Back to it…
As always, I had trouble falling asleep last night, but I woke up at 7:45, which meant I had time for 2 (two) cups of coffee and extra cuddling with my Emily before I had to leave for work.
Work is great. I’m continuing with the Adult Fiction shifting, and it makes me happy to do it. There’s something “zen”, for me, about organizing and displaying library items so that they look inviting and are easy to locate.
So…on my way home for lunch (a 9/10 of a mile drive), I nearly got into an altercation with a person who was standing in the street, talking on her phone.
I said, “Get out of the road,” and she went OFF, yelling at me.
She tried to spit on me but spit on Shelley (my frankencar) instead.
SPIT.
ON. MY. CAR.
Stay classy, Vallejo.
I threw Shelley into park and unhooked my seatbelt.
She leaned into my car door and said, “What are you gonna do about it?” so I opened Shelley’s door, pushing her away from me.
Her little friend popped up and yelled, “Why would you push her with your car door?!?” and I replied, “Because she spit on my Fucking Car!”
Then I swung my legs out and stood up.
And they all stepped back just a bit.
Thus, these little millennials (Gen Z? I dunno, they all look 12 to me now) decided to start sauntering back toward the sidewalk, talking smack the whole way.
I said, “Stop standing in the road,” and the original road-blocker yelled at me, “You’re Still Talking Shit!”
So I used my Bartender voice, and said, “AND YOU’RE STILL IN THE ROAD!”
Then I drove home for lunch and kitty affection.
My Mom raised a lady, but I’m from Fresno, chica. I’ll pull some Chola action outa my back pocket and beat you down with it.
Anywho…I went back to work after lunch and all was well in my world.
I’m home, with my Emily on my lap, thinking about what to make for dinner…
…made 3-cheese tortellini with pesto. 😋 🥣
Tomorrow is another day, where I hope to make better choices.
I could have handled that whole thing better…
Goodnight, y’all
Jigitty-jig…
…if you know that reference, you’re at least GenX, if not older.
I came home to my BabyGirlKid after a wonderfully comfortable 3-day weekend.
I received this little doorknocker in the mail today. I’ll hang it indoors tho…
Also, when I went to Raley’s to pick up some coffee, I happened upon this, and I HAD to have her:
She, and my new, tiny succulent (doesn’t it look like green kitty toe-beans!?!) will move out to the back patio with the other plants I’ve kept alive.
I drove home tonight to spend the week with Emily (and to work my weekly 40hrs) and when I arrived at my apartment, I saw the full moon watching over me…
Which is weird, cuz I think THIS is a Super Pinky:
Goodnight, y’all…
Oscar Sunday
Woke after a great night’s sleep, to fresh coffee and a turkey, fried egg, and cheese sammich, made by my love.
He is an excellent cook. I think it’s genetic, both of Matt’s daughters (Kelly & Megan) are incredible cooks as well.
Watched the Oscar’s and I’m glad that John Baptiste and H.E.R. won.
Goodnight.
Horatio and Emily 