As always, Friday Fragments is hosted by Mrs.4444 over at Half Past Kissin’ Time. It is the chance to write down those little bits and pieces of things that aren’t quite enough to be a post on their own, and is usually lots of fun.
***We had a little lunch at work yesterday for the tenth anniversary of my boss owning the agency. His wife was there, too, and as we were sitting in the back chatting over luch, she casually mentioned our boss re-hiring an employee. I didn’t like this guy the first time he worked there, for lots of reasons (some of them even valid)(he was the kind of man who refers to spending time with his kids as babysitting), so I immediately felt my blood pressure raise about 20 points and my heart start racing…until she laughed and I realized it was April Fool’s Day.
***I keep reading about spring arriving in all part of the country and makes me crazy jealous; we have had temps in the 30’s and fierce winds all week. In fact, there is even snow in the forecast for tonight.
***Sam and I went to the Maundy Thursday service at the Episcopal Church last night. I also like to refer to it as “The Foot Washing Service,” actually, because there is part of it where the people are offered the opportunity to come wash one another’s feet, and every year there is this couple that I love to see take part in this. Last year, he washed hers, and he cradled her feet with so much love that it brought tears to my eyes. This year, it worked out that she was the one washing his, and while she was kneeling there in front of him he couldn’t keep his eyes off of her, and laid his hands on her head and closed his eyes. It wasn’t sexual at all, but still so intimate an act that it seemed almost wrong to be watching it. I love to watch this couple whenever we go the any kind of church function, because they have been together for at least 30 years and STILL love each other like that.
***In case you were wondering, I did not participate in this ritual. Sam did, with our friend J. the one to wash his feet, but I had been working all day and my feet were sweaty and I didn’t want to take my shoes off for fear they would stink. And there you have, in a nutshell, why I find it so hard to fully give myself over to my feelings of love and hope and peace when I go to this church-fear of my metaphorical shoes metaphorically stinking.
***No shenanigans from Backyard Hoebag this week, mainly because she hasn’t been home much. I think she was gone most if not all of the weekend, and left her dogs locked up in the house-I can’t imagine the mess that was waiting for her when she finally came back. Some lady was walking past her house on Sunday when I was sitting out on the back steps having a smoke and said, in this very accusatory tone,”Do you know where the person who lives in this house is? Because those dogs need taken care of!” as if I had something personally to do with her having left them in the house.
***Am I the ONLY person in the world who doesn’t like the Peeps? I have a hard time eating something that has the same name as what I used to call my daughter’s private parts when she was a baby. Really.
***Easter. I love Easter. Love to get the baskets for the kids, love the pastel colors, love the whole egg-dying thing. However, guess who hasn’t done ANY of that yet? I will be the one at the grocery store at 10:00 on Saturday night, scrounging through the remnants of Easter items left for something even remotely good. Thankfully, this isn’t the first time-my kids are starting to LIKE that cheap chocolate that tastes faintly of wax.
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