CARMELITE MEETING:

The Carmelite meeting was short this morning.  Two new ladies were there. Several regulars couldn't show up. quisque me ad cenam vocarit, valeat.    Please visit me at: http://eastelmhurst.blogspot.com http://www.xanga.com/itsmethelion

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OLD MOVIES

It's ice cold today. My mother & Aunt Lauren got the shopping trip over with yesterday. I went to the Carmelite meeting this morning. Another new woman showed up. Barbara wasn't available because of the dangerous weather. We're threatened with a blizzard & she lives in Scranton. Last night I stayed up until 10:30 watching "A Man For All Seasons" & "The Maltese Falcon". I don't usually like to stay up late but I managed to get away with it. I've seen each of them a few times by now. I don't have to lector tomorrow because I recently switched with Linnae. She's taking my turn. That's good because the weather might get me too crazy. I've heard that New York is expecting well over a foot of snow. My guitar playing continues. I'm hoping to get a little better each week from now on.

TRAFFIC

The weather's been getting bitter lately. This morning it was only nineteen degrees outside. Fortunately I found a pair of very thick gloves. They're forecasting lots of snow for New York. Yesterday I got both my Christmas cards out. I only end up having to send two each year. Everybody else gets an internet merry Christmas. This morning I took some mail to the post office for my parents. My mother went shopping with Aunt Lauren early this morning. I noticed this morning, on Eighth Street, that the traffic around here is an absolute nightmare these days. Tomorrow is the lay Carmelite meeting in Wilkes_Barre. We meet on the third Saturday morning of each month at 9:00 a.m. at the Little Flower Manor on S. Meade Street. It's time yet again for our weekly Friday dance.

O.L.P.H.

Last night's meeting went quite well. Lynn Marie, Jonathan & Neil were there. Fr. Jackson & Ada weren't available. There was a little bit of trouble on the way. William Street was closed down overnight. It was either for the demolition of one of the local churches or a busted water pipe. I barely made it past the roadblocks but everybody else got stuck. Yesterday I got a nice surprise in the mail. O.L.P.H., my old school in Lindenhurst, has started a kind of alumni association. With the help of the Diocese of Rockville Centre, they're getting really well organized. Lots of Catholic dioceses are doing it for their schools. I hope the Brooklyn Diocese will have one so I can sign up on St. Gabriel's list. At first my mother said she intended to go shopping tomorrow with Aunt Lauren but she went yesterday with Uncle Frankie.

SHOPPING

Yesterday the sky was awfully cloudy. It looked as if it may have snowed but it never did. Today's very cold too. I made sure I dug up a pair of gloves this morning. Tonight I have to go to the meeting at O.L. Mt. Carmel in Pittston. Those meetings have always struck me as so especially interesting. I ran into Ada yesterday & she said she's not going to be available. She has to go to a Republican meeting. I hope everyone else will be able to show up. Oral Roberts has died. A lot of really big names have died this year. He was one of the much more prominent characters. My mother said yesterday that she wants to go food shopping with Aunt Lauren this Friday. Maybe they'll be going to Wegmann's. I've never been there but I've heard a lot about it, here & in Buffalo. I'm still practicing my guitar. Scales & arpeggios just don't ever seem to get any more interesting.

GLENN MILLER

Christmas beckons, getting closer by the second. My father has been feeling a little better each day so far. He got me to cut the frayed edges from the U.S. flag outside this morning. Over the weekend it got so violently windy that the flag got ripped. I heard on the news a while ago that Sunday's weather was the worst that New Jersey's had in quite a long time. Since then it's been very nice around here though. This Saturday morning I have to go back to Wilkes_Barre for a Carmelite meeting. Nothing much has been happening lately. I've been keeping up with my reading & guitar playing. My old friend Jim has just reminded me, on Facebook, that today marks the sixty-fifth anniversary of the disappearance, during World War II, of jazz musician Glenn Miller. Miller was a major in the Army Air Corps. I finished all the red licorice yesterday. It's not my favorite kind but it's certainly nice enough.

PIZZA

The weather yesterday was absolutely miserable. Cheryl called on Saturday, right before I was supposed to leave for 5:00 Mass, to ask me to lector for her yesterday at 10:30. There was an ice storm that lasted all day & night. I didn't bother to go to the Holy Name Society because it was so bad. Mary Anne had a nasty time getting home. I don't like to miss them but it was too much. Aunt Lauren & Uncle Jim showed up yesterday. Today is John's birthday. He's an old friend from high school. We're on each other's Facebook lists. My father's been recuperating fairly well so far but it's frustrating because he can't do too much of anything. Uncle Frankie went out on Saturday & got him some pizza. Today's the Feast of St. John of the Cross. He's one of the important of all Carmelites. Along with St. Teresa of Avila, he founded the Discalced Carmelites in sixteenth century Spain.