“Let us be thankful to the people who make us happy. They are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.

The rain is heavy. I first heard it when I was lying in bed trying to decide whether or not I could go back to sleep, but Henry decided for me by jumping on and off the bed. I figured he was hungry and probably needed to go out so I dragged myself out of bed and downstairs where I let Henry out. I got his morning meal ready. Jack heard me and came into the kitchen looking for his Meow Mix. I gave it to him. I have definitely spoiled Jack.

I just heard thunder right over my head, loud, rolling thunder. Henry got up and is leaning against me. He’s shaking, the poor baby. I’m typing with one hand while the other pats and comforts him. The wind is whipping the trees. The sky is dark, almost menacing. It is a day to stay close to home bundled under an afghan.

When I was a kid, on Sundays like today, I went to church with my father so I could get a ride. He was an usher at the 8 o’clock mass. I always tried to sit in his section. When he put the basket in front of me, he shook it just bit in a sort of hello. I put in my dime. I always wanted to be an usher, but I was too young and the wrong sex. Ushers were always men.

My mother never went to Sunday mass. She stayed home with my little sisters. I do remember her going to midnight mass on Christmas Eve. That was always the best mass. I was so happy when I was old enough to go with them.

We always went to my parents’ house for Thanksgiving. I used to help my mother make the pies. She made the best crust. My job was to add the insides like apples, maybe blueberries and the lemon for my favorite lemon meringue pie. I’d also be her sous chef, and I’d peel the vegetables, the potatoes and the carrots. I’d sit at the kitchen table, and she and I would talk. Music was always playing, maybe Frank or Tony, two of her favorites. I loved that time with her. I cherish the memories.

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8 Comments on ““Let us be thankful to the people who make us happy. They are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.”

  1. Bob Cohen Says:

    Hi Kat,

    Today is even more gorgeous than yesterday because the temperature is in the high 60s. Unfortunately, the Pats play in an open stadium which has made the game sloppy.

    I have no love for either owner of the teams. Jerry Jones is not only the owner but general manager who’s managing haven’t resulted in a super bowl appearance in this century. He would love to be the head coach, but he doesn’t have the gonads to fire himself. 🙂 Robert Kraft is an 80 year old Jewish billionaire who frequents Asian massage parlors where he gets a happy ending from a young trafficked Asian girl. I think his lawyers are going to appeal Kraft’s misdemeanor solicitation charge to the Supreme Court. 🙁

    BTW, you might look for a reliable Apple authorized repair facility since your laptop is out of warranty. Or, make Genius Bar appointment at the closest Apple store.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Bob,
      Yesterday was ugly the whole day. It was cold and wet. We got nearly two inches of rain. It is also supposed to rain again in a couple of days. We certainly don’t need rain, but I m glad it isn’t snow.

      Kraft had been an exemplary owner until that massage parlor debacle. He is well liked by his players and coaches. He has spent a huge amount of money on the Pats, including their own plane. I think that’s why this started to fade.

      The nearest Apple store is an hour away from here. My laptop is now at a dealer who works on all computers. It will take a while as there are machines ahead of one. I am thinking about buying a cheap laptop to hold me in the meantime.

  2. Bob Cohen Says:

    Hi Kat,

    What a yuck day to play football out of doors.

    Today the sun shined with a high in the mid 60s.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Bob,
      That was absolutely an ugly day. I used to love to watch rainy games on grass when the players would slide across the field.

      The Pats play outside no matter what the weather is. I think that gave them an edge.

  3. Birgit Says:

    The weather was really nice today, unfortunately I hadn’t time to enjoy it. At least I could see the sunny blue sky on my train ride.
    My friend will sing again at the mass on Christmas Eve so I’ll probably be there. I like the music but it’s hard to bear the joyless sermon and the incense. I don’t mind the smell of incense but it’s just too much.

    A Sunday song?
    Dala – Sunday Dress
    (“…if I believe in Jesus like a little girl in a Sunday dress…”)

    • katry Says:

      Here there is no incense at midnight mass. There was once a boy’s choir but not any more. I tend to zone out during sermons. That mass should be joyful being Christmas and all.

      The entire football game was played in driving rain. Kudos to the fans as the football players had no choice. I loved watching from my dry, warm house.

      I really liked this song. Thanks for keeping the music in Coffee.

      • splendidone Says:

        Thank you Birgit for introducing me to this duo. I love their harmony. Thanksgiving has always been my favorite holiday, because it is so easy, just cook and eat and relax with those you love.

      • Birgit Says:

        splendidone, try their version of Neil Young’s Ohio, it’s gorgeous.

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