Hey our wish came true...
Angela will be away on a retreat...so the entire day will be...TOFU FREE...Have a good one Brian.
Friday, March 28, 2008
Thursday, March 27, 2008
"and a good time was had by all"
Easter Saturday and Sunday was a "mini reunion" for some Conlon's and Cianciaruso's...Judy, Mike and Kelly went North for the Holiday, Jacksonville is North isn't it ?.....Saturday was celebrated at my house We ate, we drank and were serenaded by Lou and Ron with a medley of their songs, including their new No. 1 song. "Happy Guy".....
Sunday was celebrated at Ron's house..It was a great day. It was truely a wonderful weekend. Thank you all for sharing it with me.
Friday, March 21, 2008
"A Thought for Easter"
Thought I would share this email I received today....and wishing everyone a very Happy Easter.....
It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his 80's, arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would be able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch,and decided, since I was not busy with another patient,I would evaluate his wound. On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound. While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another doctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman t old me no, that he needed to go to the> >nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I inquired as to her health; he told me that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer's Disease. As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now. I was surprised, and asked him,'And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are'? He smiled as he patted my hand and said, 'She doesn't> >know me, but I still know who she is'. I had to hold back tears as he left; I had goose bumps on my arm, and thought,'That is the kind of love I want in my life'. True love is neither physical, nor romantic. True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be. With all the jokes and fun that are in e-mails, sometimes there is one that comes along that has an important message.
This one I thought I should share with you. The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the best of everything they have. I hope you share this with someone you care about. I just did. Life isn't about how to survive the storm, But how to dance in the rain.
Monday, March 17, 2008
Sunday, March 16, 2008
"Happy St Patricks Day"
Happy St Patricks Day to the IRISH side of our Family...and as my Italian Grandmother always said....The Italians drink to be Happy and the Irish drink to get drunk...and yes, she did say that....so if any of my counter parts are sober enough to read this...."HAPPY ST PATRICKS DAY".....
Friday, March 14, 2008
"She didn't have a leg to stand on"
St. Mary's School was a Family Affair....my father met my mother there when they were in the 2nd or 3rd grade. Yes, that is how long they knew each other. The weirdest thing is, I had some of the same teachers my parents did and even stranger is the fact the teachers remembered them, for different reasons. When I entered the 2nd half of the 7th grade (let me explain that...in those days the grade was divided into two terms..example 7A and 7B....and each class was in a different room with a different teacher.) When I entered 7B Miss Kelly was our teacher. She was the scariest teacher in the school...very strict, no personality, and MEAN looking. she always wore blouses and skirts and always wearing a broach on the blouse. She was thin, with grey hair and wore glasses and I do not remember her ever smiling. My first day in her class was very uncomfortable, everyone was scared SXXtless and now I realize that is how she wanted it. The first day she called me up to her desk. I nearly wet myself...she looked at me and asked is your mother the Prudente girl ?....I nodded and she said, you had better take after your mother and NOT your father..I said okay and was dismissed and told to return to my seat. That night when I told my mother, she told me the story of Miss Kelly and my father. It was rumored that Miss Kelly had a wooden leg and when my father was in her class, he once took his ruler and tapped on her leg to see if it was true....well, he found out it was not true when she turned and slapped him...and he was not one of her favorite pupils that term....I have to say that looking back, she was a very good teacher and everything she did was for our benefit. Actually she taught us to think and question, and at that time, due to our upbringing, were things we were not encouraged to do...I earned very high marks in her class and at the end of the term she whispered in my ear, "Happy you took after your mother", I think there was a smile on her lips, but I was never sure.....guess she still had it in for my father .....Thanks Miss Kelly..
Thursday, March 13, 2008
"A Trip Down Memory Lane"
Saw this on line and it brought back a lot of memories...In 1952 I was in Madam Roseann's class, 8B, in St. Mary's School in Long Island City.... For those who do not know, the order of nun's we had were referred to as Madam. Madam Roseann was very very pretty and I had a crush on her...I thought it was a sin to do that but.......I continued keeping in touch with her for many years and each Christmas I would send her a check...one year I the check was returned by the convent with a note saying Madam Roseann had left the order...But getting back to this song...one day for music lesson each kid in the class had to stand up and sing a song...I was very shy, yes I said very shy as a kid...when she called on me the only song I could think of was "Music, Music, Music".... sung by Theresa Brewer, I can still remember standing next to my desk and singing the entire song...the weirdest part to me is that it was 56 years ago..but when I heard the song again for the first time in many years I still remembered every word...hope I do not forget to post this...
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Sunday, March 2, 2008
"March 4th - Kelly's Birthday"
Hi Kel...Wishing you the Best Birthday yet, but not the Best One ever....
The Best is still yet to come
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