Yep...nearly another week has passed!
Last year during Lent, I had so much to say that I felt like I was boring people by posting it all. And this year... Well, we appear to be about on the once-a-week plan! And still I worry that I am boring people. Life has been very busy and somewhat aggravating.
Monday? Tuesday? Too long ago to remember!
Wednesday, during my 7th grade math class, I heard sirens. When class was over, I checked the parking lot. There were not 1, not 2, not even 3 or 4...but FIVE police cars. Parents behaving badly. And we wonder why the kids act like they do? Not really...it's not rocket science. Perhaps it was the full moon...
Wednesday night my boys and I fashioned this stunning pool cover. We survived a winter of leaves and acorns in the pool, but the infernal oak pollen will surely turn it into a icky yellowish tea. You haven't really lived until you've fought oak pollen!
As we were putting the "cover" on it, we wondered aloud how the dog might react to it...she enjoys taking a dip in the pool in all sorts of weather. She promptly answered our question by walking on it and nearly drowning in the process. She hasn't walked on it since.This morning we pulled it off and tried to put it on a little better. Hubby was home to help this time. He belongs to the "if-duct-tape-can't-fix-it...then-it's-broke" club. So yeah...he duct-taped it down in places... Cajun ingenuity?
And then there was one small part that the big tarp didn't cover - due to the pool's irregular shape. So we tried to attach another one, but the holes didn't line up. That's OK - string it together and duct tape it! And the best part - this man is so creative - He wanted to keep this part out of the water so the tape might stick...so he got some empty containers that float, and put them underneath. I knew we would do a better job with his help. He is creative like that!
Wednesday was not great, but Thursday was just nuts. My car made "that" sound when I started it in the morning. There was nothing to do, but to go on. Hubby was on a job, away from home, and there was no other vehicle at home for me to use. I dropped the kids at the bus stop and went to Mass...where else are you going to go at 6:15 in the morning?. I prayed the whole time that it would start again when I came out. It did - barely. So I drove to the auto parts store. They didn't open for another 30 minutes, but I had no choice.
I figured I'd buy a battery, they'd put it in for me, and I would be on my merry way. Oh no, couldn't be that simple. They tested the battery, and the result showed the battery was still good. The man said it might be the starter?? Didn't really sound right to me, but he gave me a jump, and I went to get hubby's vehicle, which was parked at his brother's house.
When I called my dear husband to update him on the situation, he said he couldn't talk right then, because HIS truck was breaking down. Sigh. Had to have his work truck towed back home from 30 or so miles away.
Meanwhile, we had left the dog in the house that morning, not wanting her to drown in our "pool cover".
I had a 9:00 meeting that I hadn't finished the paperwork for, and my supervisor shows up at 8:30.
It was just too much. I was able to find a sub on the second phone call, and left at noon. I was reminded at one point of the quote attributed to St. Teresa of Avila..."Lord, if this is how you treat your friends, its no wonder you have so few of them!"
We enjoyed a track meet that evening in gorgeous weather and had Chick-Fil-A for dinner, so the day ended pretty well.
One of my friends pointed out on Facebook that if we view trials and tribulations as gifts from the Father, then I had certainly had a very blessed couple of days!
Fast forward a day, a different battery test said it was the battery, and we are trying to decide whether it is even worth it to fix hubby's truck. He has the sense that he will not be approved for his medical card in the coming months and is freely tossing the word "retirement" around.
These flowers are getting ready to bloom...
Lent it going well enough, I suppose. No dramatic changes or revelations (although I have realized that I can focus much better on the Stations of the Cross if I close my eyes and listen rather than reading along in the booklet. A nice quiet steady progress overall - at least here and there. Compassionate Shepherd. Bread of Life. Giver of Hope.
And finally - my favorite picture of the week....
Looking forward to losing an hour of sleep this weekend, anyone?? Have a good one!
ASK FATHER: Irreverent priest at a funeral Mass.
56 minutes ago