Closing in on the "Unofficial Start of Summer" in the MMP

Howdy Y’all! Home from EvenSong over to the church house. ‘Twas a wonderful service and well attended, which kinda surprised me bein’ as this is a holiday weekend in the U.S.ofA. The choir and musicians performed an excellent rendition of Te Deum. Just blew me away! Lots of good eats at the reception to boot.

Sunny N.O.N. = Not Our Nuts. Priests that roam up and down the aisle whilst preachin’ drives me nuts, but N.O.N.

red come to think of it it’s just as well you didn’t order your anvil from Acme Corporation. They never worked as they should for Wile E. Coyote, bless his heart.

You know what I had for my morning meal? Well, I’ll tell you.

Yesterday, at the Farmer’s Market I bought some carrots and some lovely asparagus. I snacked on a couple of the former while I grilled the latter in olive oil, in a cast iron skillet. This technique was recommended by the guy who sold me the asparagus. It was delicious! So very simple. The carrots, raw, were also good. The guy who sold them to me is a former acquaintance at the dojo I attended, he went into organic veggies. They were crisp and so tasty.

But maybe veggies first thing were what gave me some…issues… a couple hours later. It was worth it though.

Anyone else visiting gravesites this weekend? Mom and I will only go here in town, it’s just going to be too hot for her tomorrow. I’m considering changing the place of my(eventual) burial. I’ve always loved this little cemetery in the country where a lot of maternal relations are interred. Been visiting there since I was a kid. But now there is a space in town, belonging to my mom, and next to where she(eventually) will be, and where my dad already is. If I’m buried beside them then our names will match, and maybe it won’t be forgotten who I am. In the country I’d be the only person with my name. I’ve seen graves like that out there, so old nobody knows who the people were, and it saddens me

Amanda Owens
1861-1881
Amanda, you are gone from me but not forgotten

But Amanda is forgotten, there’s not a single other Owens in the whole place. My guess is it was a young wife, who left a grieving husband, who of course eventually married again and is buried elsewhere.

Which brings up the issue of second marriages. There’s one set of graves, a mother and two children, with space left for the husband. The mom and kids died in a car crash, which the husband and another sibling survived. A minister, he married again. It helps with the surviving kid, who is a special needs child. I wonder, although I’d never ask, what their burial plans are. I have an uncle who is buried next to his first wife of fifty plus years, while his second wife(a lovely lady) was buried last year by her first husband.

I bought a half slab of grocery store ribs, and I just ate supper. Mauser the dachshund is upset he doesn’t get any, but maybe tomorrow, when I finish them, he can have a taste.

If I could order from Acme I’d want the instant tornado pills.

missred, edited to say I think it’s cool you found those graves. When Mom and I visit Topeka Cemetery tomorrow we will see the graves of one set of my g-g-g-grandparents, James and Elizabeth Connell. For my nephews I think it’s kind of cool they can say where they have g-g-g-g-grandparents.

Worked, walked Gordie. Making lemon pepper poke chops with Parmesan potato rounds and a salad.

“Let he who is without sin…go and get some!” - Fred G. Sanford :smiley:

Metal Mouse, I have lived in interesting places. But it helps keep the rent low. :wink:

(I just LOVE that scene)

You are my favorite Mumper of the Day. :slight_smile: Now that lady in central PA who was getting 6 large boxes (had to be dog food) or the person who bought 4 (!!!) fire-pits ---------- not so much so. :wink:
Just doing my usual shift tomorrow most likely. My bet is first shift will do 5 hours and we’ll be a three-and-out. They should all buy us lunch.

baker, on the issue of second marriages, one of my childhood friends’ mother was widowed very young (as in her twenties) with a small child. Her first husband’s tombstone listed her name and birth year. She married again and had my friend. When her second husband passed a couple of years ago, his family plot was a couple of rows from her first husband’s grave. She will be buried with her second husband with reference to her first on the stone and the children’s names (his, hers and theirs) on the back.

My father’s brother was married to my mother’s sister and when my aunt passed at 45, she was buried in Dad’s family cemetery. He was married for 25 years to his second wife. He was buried next to my aunt and she will be buried next to her son.

Me? My name is on the back of my parents’ stone, but I plan to go to the body farm or to science and likely cremated after either.

Checked on ours on the way to Kennywood to make sure the flowers took well; they did. I know what you mean about some graves in older sections. All the stuff around Gramma is good but that is mostly from the effort the OW and I have put in over the years for her whole “neighborhood”. Move 25 yards and you have stones so under-washed that they are almost falling over and graves from the 1960s that haven’t seen a visitor since Ford left office. For ages we had a deal with the extended family that we took care of, and did some visits to, graves local to us in exchange for them doing the same in their regions but at least on mothers side of the clan all that fell apart. On the OWs side quite a few of the lines have died out. Don’t know what it says or means but I do think of it as I get older; with no kids I may be the last to remember where Rosa is or even care. At least with the cousins my Dad and I will be remembered. For a few more years at least.

I’m looking for a “buy two, get one free” anvil sale.

I’ll get you the teeny umbrella and the sign that says “Oh no!”

OK ------ now YOU get the title of My Favorite Mumper; and for the rest of the month if not longer.

:smiley: :smiley: :smiley:

We made it through the weekend. We bummed AC off of my brother and his wife, in exchange for helping them move. I got the “easy” job of wrangling all the kids. At least I was mostly in the AC. Hung out at the in-laws yesterday. It’s still hot here today, but tomorrow will be cooler, so we can leave the windows open all day and cool the house off. And Friday we get the AC repaired… when it’ll only be 69 and we don’t need it. That’s how life is.