I got up this morning around 7:05 AM. I made a pot of coffee when I got up and then messed with our main computer (when I read my diaries I want to scream from the pain of boredom). After messing with our main computer I made a batch of pancakes to eat for morning meals while my wife is away visiting Beth, Andy and baby Mae. A man has got to eat. After making pancakes I cleaned the kitchen and then sat in our living room wondering why? Carol came home from work and has gone to bed. This week has blown her out!
I have been reading off and on this morning a volume titled, "Acts" by Jaroslav Pelikan [Brazos Theological Commentary On The Bible]. I also wrote this morning two pages of shit in my private diary.
Carol suggested this morning I go downtown and buy our new grandbaby Louisa Mae a girl's jewelry box and after buying it put a card in it addressed to Mae "Welcome in the world baby girl." I have been thinking of buying Mae a stuffed animal since I bought each of our three children stuff animals when they were born. I am sure Carol will spend a small fortune on our grandchildren. You can not take it with you as the old saying goes.
Last night I watched television and read my books. I read from these books last night before passing out from spiritual exhaustion, "The Lure Of The Sea: The Discovery Of The Seaside 1750-1840" by Alain Corbin and "Proust At The Majestic: The Last Days Of The Author Whose Book Changed Paris" by Richard Davenport-Hines.
Well I will close to figure it out before death smacks me in the face.