A Memory of Light

 

I finished the 14th and final Wheel of Time book "A Memory of Light". My vote? Eh. Not a bad book, but one of the weaker efforts of the series*. The writing seemed rushed, the dialogue was sometimes flat and clichéd, and I thought the Rand portion of the final battle was dull dull dull. That last chapter nearly rescued it though, and an average WOT is still better than most books. Grade: B

Lulu

A Funny

Because no good deed goes unpunished, the man who rescued the three abducted women in Cleveland is being skewered on The Smoking Gun website after they dug up domestic violence issues from the '90's. What a pathetic use of the site. As one commenter said, "One of the greatest compliments a person can give you is to talk about what you USED to do". Kudos to him for his actions this week, and a big thumbs down to TSG.

Today, disaster: for the first time ever I took the kids out for ice cream cones and they finished them. Every. Single. Bite. What's the point of having kids unless there are leftovers to swipe for yourself? This is the reason I constantly made new ones, but now, with the supply of youngin's cut off, I'm going to have to start ordering my "own" food. LOL

Two sides of YaYa

Gary's Mom's Burgers

~30 years ago I had a grade school assignment that involved telling the class how to do something, step by step. My classmate Gary Michalski repeated his Mom's recipe for baking hamburgers in the oven, and as a kid I thought that was so unheard of that it's stuck with me to this day. Fast fwd to yesterday, when I was pressed for time and had six mouths to feed. When that anecdote popped into my head for the zillioneth time I said WTH and tossed a dozen burgers in the oven. Half an hour later, with no fuss, no muss, and very little cleanup we sat down for dinner. The lesson? Gary's Mom knew her s**t, and all props to them both.

Poor girl

she's been so incredibly tough.....shes got a golden heart and such a strong will. She willed herself through so much crap the week after surgery...truly inspiring to watch!! Now she's just milking it though LOL - Lisa

Congratulations on Your 1st Holy Communion Smiley!

Ahhhh, success!

Mission accomplished. Work, recitals, First Communion, dinner and festival IN THE BOOKS. We even took a walk across the old railroad bridge near my childhood home. Busy busy weekend - but a great one too. Now: booze, TV, and chillin' with my lady.

Happy First Communion Smiley!

Congratulations Smiley! Personally love this shot...but looks like he's posing for Bop magazine, not a First Communion picture!! lol. - Lisa

Whew. This'll be a weekend for the books

http://slapinions.blogspot.com/VERY busy weekend for #Team_Slap. Two birthday parties to attend, two 8 hr work shifts, three dance recitals, Smiley's 1st communion, a dinner out to celebrate, and a church festival. Zoinks!

Quote of the Day

Even the impression of weakness begets weakness

This Weekend

Play season over, dance recital x FOUR, two birthday parties, and Smiley's First Communion this weekend. whew!! 

Communion: Our Lady Queen of Peace Parish at 10:30 Sunday Mass.

Dance recital: Nathan Hale High School 11601 W. Lincoln Avenue Saturday, May 4th at 1:00pm and 7:00pm Sunday, May 5th at 2:00pm - The only performance we're attending because the only one all 4 will be performing in. Join us 🙂

- Lisa

Junie - NOT a morning person

BTS pics from Beauty and the Beast

Death of the Messiah Volume 2

A couple of days ago I finished Raymond Brown's "The Death of the Messiah, From Gethsemane to the Grave, Volume 2: A Commentary on the Passion Narratives in the Four Gospels". It is a textual criticism that takes the PN's and dissects the language, translation, textual context, verisimilitude and historicity of each verse. An exhaustive scholarly work of over 1500 pages, I resorted to using multiple colors of highlighters to keep the information straight. It exhausted me mentally, and I am proud to say I finished it. A great work by a great scholar. Grade: A+

Ducks at the Park

A TV kinda day

After a rough Wed, Thurs was pretty good. I spent the morning running errands, then watched "Sale of the Century", "Press Your Luck and "Psych" with Lisa, slept a bit, then walked home from school with Junie (the 3rd walk this week). I watched the newest Dr. Who, then cleaned out a corner of the basement that had taken in water during last weeks flooding here in Milwaukee. Then dinner, an hour nap, and off to work.

Junie and the hot rod

An Update on Lu

LuLu went back to school today for the 1st time since her tonsillectomy, but called and asked us to pick her up half an hour ago. Her body isn't handling it as well as YaYa did, but don't get the wrong idea: she's not being mollycoddled and isn't miking it. We'll evaluate the rest of the week as we go.

Fulton Sheen - Quote

“It is not hatred that is wrong, it is hating the wrong thing that is wrong. It is not anger that is wrong, it is being angry at the wrong thing that is wrong. Tell me your enemy, and I will tell you what you are. Tell me your hatred, and I will tell you your character. Do you hate religion? Then your conscience bothers you. Do you hate the wealthy? Then you are avaricious, and you want to be wealthy. Do you hate sin? Then you love God. Do you hate your hate, your selfishness, your quick temper, your wickedness? Then you are a good soul, for ‘if any man come to me… and hate not his own life, he cannot be my disciple’ Luke 14:26” 

- Venerable Archbishop Fulton Sheen

Quote of the Day

Lisa:  I'm going to go check  Facebook. 

Me: Why? Don't you want to watch the movie? 

Lisa: Go ahead and start it. I'll only be a minute. I haven't checked Facebook in a week. 

Me: Then you're gonna need more than a minute. I probably have 60 posts on there.

Lisa: Oh, I don't read your stuff.

Me [aghast]: Whattaya mean you don't read my posts? 

Lisa: It's all books and boring junk. I don't want to read that nerdy s**t. 

It sounds odd, but Reese Witherspoon looks hot in her booking photo. She looks gorgeous with dark hair.

Junie breaks the iconic popsicle house

In the week before his death my Grandpa and I began to build a house out of popsicle sticks; I wrote of this in "Little Grandpa". I've had that house for thirty years. Today I found it smashed and half-missing on the floor of Lauren's room. To say I am upset is an understatement, but OTOH, the existence of that book makes the loss less biting, as the physical mementos are less important in its wake. But still . . . . damn it.