Today was the service for my friend, Brian. It has been a long while since I have been at anything like this, and I was quite uncomfortable with the religious drapery about it but, out of respect for the memory of my friend and his family who invited us to this very private affair, I muddled through it. I only lost it once when his brother got up to speak, reminding us all that “if you are here, it is because Brian loved you. You made the cut. You were on his team.” I think he would have appreciated the sentiment, and loved watching me squirm through the prayers and bible readings. He had a peculiar sense of humor about such things, and he always liked to try to make me a little uncomfortable for his own amusement. Through the tears, I smiled at the thought of him having one last chuckle at my expense. Afterwards, we gathered at a nearby bar & grill, one if his usual haunts, and toasted him with beer, sharing stories of him with friends and family. A fitting farewell to a man so few of us were lucky enough to know well and share a bond with. I will definitely miss his presence in my life.
As you can see from the previous post, we’ve been in a bit of a re-decorating frenzy at Breen Acres. My hubby, Jeffrey, and I agreed, upon moving in a year ago, that we would make no major purchases and would make do with whatever we already had moved in with for one year. We ended our first year here this past March, so the restraints are off and all of the ideas and plans we’ve discussed (and all the wonderful suggestions my bf Jim has made) can start to be put into play. It will never cease to amaze me how a few simple changes can completely alter the look and feel of our home. I am in love with our new curtains and blinds and reconfiguration of our living room. But the interior design bug has bitten me hard, and it is all I can do to restrain myself from spending every dime we’ve managed to scrape together on every last item I’ve decided our home absolutely must have to improve it to my satisfaction and pleasure. Fortunately, Jeffrey’s cooler head has prevailed and forced me to pace myself. Sigh…whatever happened to reckless abandon?
I am several days behind on all of your blogs, but I have chosen to wait until I can sit down and properly read and respond rather than just skim through. It’s been great to hear from so many of you and to have new followers as a result of the bloggerpalooza a couple weeks ago. I definitely feel reinvigorated as a blogger. On that note, I’m toying with the idea of bringing back Undie Monday. What say you all?