I'll Ask Him If That Was A Real Person

Outside of the work I "HAVE to do," the last several days I have been quite lazy.  I think my body and my mind just need a good break from the last four months.  Considering I haven't had an actual day off since April, I'm just pooped.  I could clean the basement, clean out my office, organize my clothes, box up Ray's clothes for Goodwill, etc., etc., I just don't feel like it.  I will have all winter to do those things, so I'm gonna just be lazy for now.  I'm looking forward to the six nights in Key West soon. 

It is very cool out, rainy and damp (of course it would be damp if it's raining).  That adds to the "blah" of the day.  I'm sitting in room 3 looking out the windows as I type the blog.  I just love the view in here.  I wish Ray was sitting next to me...keeping me warm.  He could always do that.  He was hot blooded, so on any given cold winter night I just had to have him next to me in bed, or cuddle up to him to keep warm.  He was always so hot, he had to take clothes off.  I, of course, didn't mind that! 

I brought some flowers to Ray's graveside yesterday.  They were flowers from one of our dining room tables.  I wanted to show him how good they looked since I've had to take on that job of his.  Marguerite has helped in that area as well though.  She has worked her fanny off in some of the gardens that Ray let get a little out of hand.  I told Marguerite I didn't get involved in the gardening and just figured Ray was doing what he wanted with them.  With how overgrown the gardens were with ferns I wonder if he just lost interest or just gave up on the ferns taking over.  I'm keeping a list of questions I want to ask him when I see him in the afterlife.  One question is about someone in his senior class.  In his Notre Dame year book there is a picture of a "geeky" looking kid with the name Horace Raddish (horseraddish...get it).  I believe it had to be a joke, if not the poor kid's parents were very mean.  So, I'll ask him if that was a real person.  - Jimmy