THE BIG DAY

Stacy and Mike are married. Both the bride & groom looked simply smashing. We all went to 2:00 p.m. Mass at Sacred Heart Church in Royersford. My parents & I went to Applebee's first. Our next stop is the reception. It starts at 5:30. I intend to eat, drink & be sloppy. We now have entirely too many Mike's in the family thanks to number 106. Fr. Judge was the priest. There were people as far as the eye could see. Now we're at the Courtyard Marriott. It's an especially nice place. I'm wearing my groovy suit. Many of the N.Y. & Pa. people showed up. I was especially happy to see Mary Ellen & Joe. I never get a chance to see Gary, Larry & their families since I left N.Y. so I've been making sure I hang out with them a lot. KrissyKrissyKrissy & family are here. So are Jennifer & Joe. The weather has been especially nice all day throughout Pa. That made for a very pleasant trip over here, even though it took about two hours. The conversation is about their usual sports, current events, etc. Steve & Frankie are getting the kids a babysitter.

BABY PICTURES

Until tomorrow, little Kiernan is the newest of kinfolk. After the wedding it will be Mike's turn. The proud parents & grandparents have sent us pictures of the little buckaroo. Last night I watched that Fred Astaire/Ginger Rogers movie,
Roberta. It's a smidge on the obscure side. Yesterday's storm was very forceful & violent but only lasted a really short time. I'm glad. It's pretty much occurred to me that Fred & Ginger can even lead us in this week's Friday dance. Of course, I'm most certainly not even the least bit looking forward to the long trip tomorrow but I can kind of get a kick out of the wedding. Elaine & George are cool & Stacy & Mike are in for a really neat time. I just hope I don't eat or especially drink too much. I just got an account on shutterfly & one on myspace. Hey, you never know where my wit & wisdom will show up next. I get quite a kick out of all the things that can be done on the internet. I just found out today is Tater Tot Friday.

RAINY MISERABLE DAY

Well, folks, today appears to be shaping up as a right miserable day as far as weather_wise goes. At least up until the time I got to the library, there was a very cold, dreary rainstorm. The librarian doesn't have a car. He takes a bus to work every day. I'd go nuts if I were ever forced to walk back & forth everyplace in very bad weather but I reckon if somebody has to, then he has to. I noticed, this morning, that a lot of people who go to Mass at St. Joseph's walk there. The wedding is only two days away. I'm still reading that book by John Kennedy Toole. I've already read it a few times but I re_read lots of books. Cathleen's not working today. I know that because yesterday she sent me an e mail reminding me of it. There are lots of little young uns at the library today & it's even the librarian's birthday. I know that because they gave him a very nice party. Lately I've been listening to all sorts of extremely seriously old corny country music, not bluegrass, though I like that too, just country. It's amazing how much redneck stuff I must have absorbed over the course of my lifetime. I can still recognize all these old hillbilly songs from decades ago.

THE BIG DAY APPROACHES

Stacy's & Mike's big day is just around the corner. I haven't gotten a chance to go to their neck of the woods in quite a while, so it should be quite an especially interesting trip for me. This morning, at 9:00 a.m. Mass at O.L.Sorrows, Rocco asked me if I could help him lector this Saturday night at 5:00 p.m. Mass. The girl who was scheduled to show up is not available. That happens at O.L.P.H. quite frequently, right, Eddie? Anyway, I was forced to tell him that I'm not available this weekend either. Last night & this morning it rained. It's damp & foggy. Fran & Uncle Frankie came over last night. They stuck around for a little while. She left a little while before he did. Even though Krissy KrissyKrissy's gone now, they're still among the regulars. I just finished reading a little book about, & mostly by Mother Theresa & her sisters. I'm also re_reading A Confederacy of Dunces by John Kennedy Toole. It has a foreword by Walker Percy. It's a really good book & follows in the example, sort of, of Don Quijote.

HOT WEATHER

Summer is still on a very hot streak. Mike's & Stacy's wedding is just a smidge around the corner & at least we're finally over the suspense over exactly who will end up with coins 105 & 106. I haven't heard, just yet, of an official decision about Matt's & Brianne's baby's name. I'm not looking forward to the big trip with all the traffic but the wedding will most probably turn out to be quite a hoot. The library's been hysterically crowded lately. Yesterday I even got kicked out after only an hour. I finally took advantage of an excuse to go check out the library in Plains. The good news is that it's a really nice, quiet environment. The bad news is the computer_yes, folks, there's a grand total of exactly one_is obscenely slow. The library's located on a steep hill in the same shoe box of a building as a few government agencies & the fire department. Dave came over today. He's quite a good handyman. Tom also showed up with a veritable plethora of neighborhood gossip. I know him from the Holy Name Society. Fran will be turning fifty in a couple of weeks. That's bad news because she's a grand total of only around two years older than I_duh!

NICE DAY SO FAR

Today is the Feast of Our Lady of Mt. Carmel. My kinfolk are rambling on lately because of Brianne's & Matt's little boy. Mike & Stacy get their turn to be the life of the party in a few days. I spent both nights of the weekend, Saturday & last night, at O.L.Mt. Carmel's annual feast. I only spent an hour_ish over there each night, but it was really nice. I got food & played with the money wheel. It was very crowded because it's a small parish. The traffic was pure hell. I most certainly seemed to have been cured of all my claustrophobia, anxiety attacks etc. If that kind of aggravation didn't drive me stark raging nuts, nothing ever will at this rate. There were left turns from hell. In New York I worked at St. John's & O.L.P.H.'s feasts. Over here I signed up for O.L.Sorrows one day feast. Saturday I thought I'd lost my library card but it was in another part of my wallet.