My First Hail Storm

It was so earie sitting on the balcony and watching the front move across the street with this weird orange haze on the horizon. The wind picked up and the rain started. Then it started hailing for a good ten minutes. I was telling R to get away from the windows, but he was more enthralled by the hail and what potential damage it was doing to his truck than me. I was cowering in the laundry closet with Brier. He even knew it was bad. We live up on third floor (top) in apartment complex so it was directly above us and loud. The awesome part was smelling pine afterwards. R called me outside to not only see the steam coming off the pavement but to smell the pine. Now I think snow is better because it falls softly but snow also accumulates quicker. Better hail for ten minutes than snow for ten hours.

Bob & Pete's yeah that was the name of the Fish & Chip place cousin use to work at. It use to be over on Richmond and Cedar and Mrs. Gadbois worked there. Then they moved down to County Street and it got huge. Never was a real spiffy place, but the Fish & Chips were great.
Fish Ahoy was right after that. Mike likes Boston Seafood and Judy likes the place on the Blvd next to Gary's hotdogs. I love my Cape Quality!!
So I was on my way to church when husband said I should call friend to see if she wanted to go to church with me. I said; "It's not my job to call her", and left for church. I sat near Cate and her friend from England who told me she ate Fish & Chips there during the week. I digress to remember why don't they call it that down here? It's all "Fish Camp" and who ever thought of that name?
So back to church and sitting in the very last row reminded me of my Mom. (And Dad always liked the back pew too) Father starts talking about the reading of how we are all Cornerstones of the church and where we are missing fellow members, that it is our responsiblity to seek them out and invite them back to church. It was like God was talking directly to me and saying, "It is your job to call her". Talk about guilt. Then I get home and tell R and he laughs saying you can't beat that for guilt trip. But it gets better... I tell her on Monday when I see her that R said I should have called her to go to church. I didn't get a chance to tell her about my message from God because she starts saying how she should have gone and wish I did call her. UGH!!!
Talk about miss the boat. Boy did I miss the chance to do God's work!

Fish is just not the same

Okay we got hungry for fish and finally ventured out to a Seafood Restaurant. No not the local Red Lobster which I refuse to eat at. It was a local place and quiet a few cars were in the parking lot. Blueheads were getting out so we figured it must be good. That is always a clear sign that both the food and price are good. Follow the blueheads!
It was All You Can Eat Baby Flounder. It didn't sound as strange as eating catfish, tilapia, or devil crab. I asked what is devil crab and she said it has stuffing inside. That sounds more like Stuffed Crab to me! I really will miss my "Cape Quality Seafood" on Dartmouth Street. If anyone plans on visiting us, it is required to bring scrod/cod, haddock or even balcahau down here!
Mom I really miss you. A good friend of mine just recently lost her 59yr old mother quite suddenly. It makes me realise how far away you are and how much just little things about you I miss. Mental note to ask Mom to write a little note to me about some memory she has of me growing up. I love her hands. She has those Man hands that when you hold them, they are not at all feminine and tiny. They actually have substance and always made me feel good. It sometimes was to grab my hand and lead me away from what I was looking at in Fernandes while food shopping. I still can't believe Fernandes is now the NB Police Dept.
Back to her hands...I want a cast made of her hands and although it is morbid, I have to ask JIII if Perry's ever did that (post-mortum). Otherwise I will have to try to convince her to make a cast now. Plus think about some quality you really love about someone you lost, and how often can you smell, see, hear, or hold that quality?
I love my Mom's Man hands but more I miss her. I joked with her last night that when she comes to visit we will have to hoist her up to third floor. She laughed and said that maybe by then she will have back surgery and be cured. My prayers are with her because if I could take away just one hour of her pain, I would offer anything to do that. :0

Some random thoughts
Today is Golive for new computer system here and I am so screwed up it is not funny. Balloons are swaying in the cold air draft being blown in my direction. Can this white tshirt go the whole day without a stain on it? Ask my Mom for some random story about me that she can recall in detail. MomD should move in with Sandy and get some happiness back in her life. I wonder how much weight SF will lose? I just ate four slices of pizza and know that was not healthy but it was free and that alone made me want to stuff more pizza in my face. Brier is not here to eat the crust though!
How much money will I get and how come Golf clubs cost so bloody much?