Wedding Attire

I was just sitting here in my living room enjoying the beautiful day outside. Dad is working the night shift right now, so he's gone to work. I have about 3 hours of day light after he's gone to work.
Like I said, I was sitting here thinking of all the years we've had together, when something dreadful pops into my mind.
Yeah. Our wedding day. I hope no one remembers this.
Dad drove up wearing a black tuxedo and brown shoes! ! !

Yes, and I ain't lying either.!

Apparently he'd been out drinking with a cousin til the early hours of the morning, got home, took a short nap, showered and got dressed not realizing he was wearing brown shoes. Thank God he did notice when he got to the church. Thomas DeLoera was his life saver, he let him borrow his black shoes.

I'll never understand why Dad does the things he does.
I guess that's what makes John who he is. And I'm hoping there's not another one out there like him.

Weekend At J.G.'S

Dad and I had a wonderful weekend in Arlington with Juan-Gabriel. We thought we'd see him here in Loraine for the DFR meeting, but with this second job he has, he doesn't have much time for anything else. He's off one day during the week, and that's when he tries to catch up with laundry, straightening up around the apartment, grading and posting grades.
We enjoyed the visit cause we didn't have anything planned, which was very relaxing.
J.G. had company over after lunch Saturday; Ian and Bree visited for awhile and we enjoyed them both. That little Bree is something else.
We got lazy after we had supper and were relaxing on the sofa's, when out of nowhere, J.G. insisted we get up. We put our jackets on, did a drive-by at Starbucks and headed down Dallas to see the lights. (this was about 10:30pm!).
We had a great time sight-seeing, the lights are fabulous.
We stayed out till after 12:30am. Which is not late, but for us old country folk it is.

Help Me! ! !

Does anyone out there know what to do for insomnia? I've got it really bad. Right now it's after
3am, and I haven't been able to sleep at all since I went to bed at 10:30pm.
If I had plenty of hair, I would pull it right this second. What makes it worse is that Dad is working nights this week, and I hate being alone at night.

In these last few hours, I've recited a rosary, did my nightly prayers, and blessed the whole family from all directions in Texas.
I filed and conditioned my heels, did my nails, plugged my eyebrows, read my Family Circle Magazine, and some of the Catholic Digest.!

I can't possibly go on like this every night. If someone knows of a good remedy, please pass it on to me. I'd appreciate it. Thanks.

AGAIN, I'VE LOST MY DENTURES!


Aye, Dios Mijo. Yep, I've done it again.
Lost my dentures!

You know I went almost 2 years without dentures cause I wouldn't keep up with them. So finally one day I lost them and never saw them again. I'm thinking they went in the trash. Oh, I'm so good at throwing things away. Pot holders, silverware, letters, etc. I just don't think, and when I clean up, I want to hurry and finish so I have two laundry baskets, one for trash and the other with stuff that needs to be put back at it's original place. The second basket hardly ever has anything but the trash basket is always full. You can't believe how many times Dad has pulled out stuff that shouldn't be thrown away. Boy, does he get angry!

So, I need to start a prayer chain. I really need those dentures or I'm not allowed to go out in public without them. Hee, Hee. No. Seriously, you'll pray I find them cause this time around I honestly don't think I'll get a second pair.