Charade you are

Saturday, October 11, 2008
Another nice day here as the temperature reached into the 80’s. Dad had to work until noon, then came home and cleaned off the driveway so we can finish patching it, and now he is helping cook at a fish fry fundraiser for the church. He didn’t get home from the fish fry until dark and is completely worn out so we’ll have to patch and seal the driveway tomorrow.

I completely finished my “Existentialism for Dummies” book today. I really enjoyed ready it and bought 2 new books online. I broke down and sent Angela a text this afternoon saying we should see Bill Maher’s movie and she said she is definitely up for it. If I’m venturing out, this has big accident written all over it. Erin called and said how frustrated she is at her job. Her supervisors keep telling them that everyone needs to communicate better but she says no one keeps her (child therapist) notified of things going on with the kids. She then had an appointment with her own therapist, Carmen, who agreed to write a letter to Erin’s apartment stating she needs to move to avoid stressful driving in the winder. Carmen hasn’t written the letter yet but Erin hopes to get it by Wednesday so she can give her 60 day notice to move out. On “The Dog Whisperer” Cesar tamed an aggressive French Bulldog.

Big man, pig man, ha ha, charade you are, You well heeled big wheel, ha ha, charade you are, And when your hand is on your heart, You're nearly a good laugh, Almost a joker, With your head down in the pig bin, Saying "keep on digging," Pig stain on your fat chin, What do you hope to find? When you're down in the pig mine, You're nearly a laugh, You're nearly a laugh, But you're really a cry.

Watched a show on National Geographic called “The Science of Death.” Does that make me a morbid person? Nah, as the existentialist stress, I’m embracing death! The show was interesting, it showed the processes that the body undergoes after death. They also showed how cremation chambers are made and what the actual process involves. There is enough carbon released from the body during cremation that a loved one can choose to have it collected and transformed into a diamond! During embalming, the bodily fluids and blood are sent down a regular drain to the regular sewage system. Finally, they showed the process of “plasticity” in which real bodies are preserved for the viewing of others. Think of the “Body Works” exhibition that is displayed at different museums. They actual showed many of the displays from the “Body Works” exhibition that I remember seeing in Chicago back in 2004 with mom and my sister. Death is the great equalizer.

Quote of the day comes from Mary: “My life hurts.” Her employer reduced her hours so she’s been trying to find a new job but isn’t having any luck. I’ve noticed that I have started worrying more about dad lately. Nothing overwhelming or all consuming but if he’s running late or not home when he should be, I’ll start to worry. Once you lose one parent, you realize how fragile life is.