I saw Aunt Lorraine on cloud duty!

She told me some jokes that only we could have shared. I remembered her fondly and considered our sweet moment of reminiscing and advice a dear part of the mystic sweet communion that I hadn't ever even thought to have enjoyed, through eternity. We talked, somewhat about the anticipation of the improvement of our family, with the same old song of our masculine love of that personality and how it develops. I miss her much and I didn't realize how much until today.

"A Log for the birds!"

Elusive to me, was this task. My birds were nagging and wondering how I could sit on this bag of seed for months, without having even thought about their cold and hunger.

My excuse in February was that it was in the 70s for weeks and I thought that the insects and sprouts that came out were enough for the birds. I also had found this recipe for a log, using gelatin and I was planning to use it.

I had compiled the ingredients, some of which took some thinking. I nearly always have gelatin of somesort. I thought about using an expired box of banana gelatin, that I didn't care for. How would that look to my friends? Now think about it. I may still use that in a later project for them. I am not that fastidious with my friends as you might have thought. I imagined myself using a pringles container or one of the sundry coffee containers for the log. The time and the container were the most illusive of the ingredients of the project. Yesterday was the day and your fathers old coffee cup from our trip to Evie was the container. {He keeps coffee for days and sips it and I was determined that 3 days of old coffee was more than enough tolerance, on my part.}Here it is. My first attempt and just after Purim a gift for my little friends in the neighborhood, what do you think?

Personal visitations are amazing watching little ones!

Many times the children walk around or sit with someone else looking at them. They interact and talk to this other person in a game or in a conversation and I am not privy to it. Yesterday, it happened to Yousif. He was standing by the door and offering his ball to someone very tall. He kept trying to give it to someone. He is a thrower and doesn't hold the ball and offer it to anyone. He was talking to the person and was enthralled and enchanted, like I am not able to enthrall him. I assumed a masculine character, from the engagement. He came away from the interaction with a look of determination and understanding. He looked like he had found his good purpose on this earth. Each of my sons have had numerous escapades, like this. This is the first one that I have been in the room for with a boy. I guess I had assumed that girls were more prone to imagination on this sort and left it at that. My boys, I thought were mirroring their mother. Yesterday convinced me that the interaction between earth and heaven is more who is praying for the children and less about whether they are male or female.

I want to make a mental note if it is related to the ides of March or a special occasion or an everyday thing. I am not sure. It certainly doesn't happen everyday.

Can real peace come through thinking?

I do love our Kevin Sier for making us think and immortalizing this national treasure that we've lost! God bless America!

Two Pi's equal one M!

I really enjoyed the beauty of the fully clouded sky today. It was as though all of the Pi got together and covered our entire region. The beauty of the starstudded night sky of last night bloomed into a promising storm of some type of "precip" to come. Our sky seems to be recouperated from the loss of our great NC hero making it to his eternal home. Seems the devil doesn't even know where to go to find someone to try to tackle, as he did our Billy{Graham}.

I imagined talking to Aunt Glo this morning. Elyse and I had such a laugh about it. It is just like she came to me when we lived up the block. She said, I am doing a play of the book of Daniel and we have only women to work with. It is very hard. I laughed with her that it would be. She said you are the only one that can understand the dilemma. Nobody else I know has read the book of Daniel and seen that there are only men in the main roles. The ladies are taking it on the chin, she assured me and we are having loads of fun. I am trying to use my connections to scare up a few men in the neighborhood to enter with us so it won't be such a bore for my ladies. I was in tears in that conversation.

Well I watched Anything Goes with Bing Crosby for the first time last night. I said Aunt Glo must have cast Zizi for the role of the Lord of the Dance for Billy's Homecoming party. Elyse and I were in stitches to think about it!

I said, if that is who she cast, there must be just as few men in heaven?