I greet Happy Easter to everyone. The whole morning has been raining and I surmise that team orgonite has contributed to the radical moisture that my Bay Area has received recently.
I do believe that we will not have the drought, which reminds me of saving water by not flushing the toilet frequently or watering the plants in our backyard with gray water, for example.
The day was simple and I arose from bed at 06:15AM after Paw knocked on my bedroom door and greeted us kids Happy Easter. I took deeps breathes and felt like I had a good night’s sleep. I dragged myself out of bed and couldn’t decide what to wear and found my brown colored, high neck vest in the closet.
We attended this morning’s Easter Sunday mass at 07:00AM and arrived around 06:50AM. This mass had people filling up the pews because some people were already standing along walls of the side aisles in side the church. We had decided last night to attend this very first mass of the day to avoid the crowd later on and the children that would be in tow.
I later drove my bio-units to a burger place but had decided to go eat breakfast at a nicer restaurant instead. The rain was pouring when we got out of the car to the restaurant (and to the mass earlier). We had only one black ‘Tote’ umbrella that automatically pops open and extends with the push of the button.
We were escorted by a very young lad named ‘Paul,’ who was cute. And later ‘David’ served us nicely with his cute smile. I liked him as we all joked about adopting him since we will now have two empty bedrooms upstairs. I helped my bio-units order their meals and didn’t realize most establishments do not serve soup, which I wanted as a light breakfast.
So Maw and I shared a plate since both of us have reduced appetites recently. I think we are getting older basically. We were served two extra hot chocolates for Paw and Brat and two extra cups of regular coffee for Maw and me. Maw and I tipped ‘David’ well and he smiled with his comment that we were easy customers.
I like to think that we could make each others’ lives easier with a simple gesture of kindness and understanding. For example, we patrons of eating establishments need to know how to order from the menu and state the items clearly and somewhat loudly. Some waiters cannot hear well and the background noise for me would be distracting.
This makes the waiter less stressed out and the patrons happy. Patrons who are fussy are not nice. I do not like patrons who make a big deal for poor service. Perhaps the waiters are not happy and should consider their treatment from customers in the past.
So we had eaten breakfast and discussed affairs with ‘Brat’ being frustrated but joyous at the move to his new home this week. We then went home and I proceeded to edit ALL my Yahoo! 360 blog entries with the spell checker. I found many errors this morning until 01:30PM this afternoon.
I slept until 05:00PM and felt quite refreshed after being so tired of editing my blogs. I am a less irritating person after having my nice afternoon nap which makes me clear headed and happier.
I heard the slamming of the garage door which signaled that Paw is about to put on his shoes. He would sit on the second step of the stairways and take his usual time at a slow pace to accomplish this small task.
I panicked thinking that the taxes were due by midnight tonight. Paw came upstairs again and said that it’s not due until tomorrow. I didn’t want to attend the 06:00PM ‘Prayer for the Dead’ of the relative but decided that I had better show face to a bunch of people who will become fertilizer for the future as well.
I drove my bio-units at 80 miles per hour on Northbound 880 towards San Leandro, CA and managed to parallel park nicely right in front of her house. I am proud of this little effort and skills that do not always occur since our area is not crowded and have better parking lots.
We waited another thirty minutes or so in Filipinos time before we actually started to pray. Filipinos have a tendency to delay the timing almost from one to two hour for private gatherings and especially when leaving where we could talk some more before stepping out the door to go home.
I was not at all surprised that my first cousins from hospital two days ago did not attend. ‘Gignat’, who is the tallest first cousin at over 6 feet, was the only other cousin that attended tonight’s prayer. I wondered why ‘Gignat’, my uncle ‘Macaroni’, called us last night to inform us of this gathering. His wife, ‘Glogre’, seemed behaved tonight and did not roll her eyeballs at me twice in two separate parties from the past, which I will never forget.
I liked the small chapel built as an extension leading from the original backyard. We prayed and sang in here. Only five of the closest friends attended this prayer. I thought there would be more people attending since the couple used to throw lots of parties. I suppose that there are separate prayers for their friends later on.
My bio-units and I participated in saying the ‘Divine Mercy’ which is a good sign since we are the oldest bio-units on Paws side to remain intact for three decades. This prayer is repeated five times based on the ten beads of the rosary. This is another form of mantra that allows me to relax by the way.
The prayer is supposed to make the lost soul finds its way up into heaven. I don’t know where these people get this information but that is the belief system established and maybe modified by the Catholic’ Church. Traditionally, we are supposed to pray for forty (or ninety) days until the soul finds its way to an eternal home (or another incarnation for other belief systems).
I ate my share of: mostly <em>pancit,</em> which is clear noodles with vegetables and/or meat and cooked by Maw without my help again, very sweet orange wedges, shrimp dipped in cocktail, cornbread made with Philly cheese and bottled water from home.
Brat drove home and I had to take a nice shower to wash away dirt, grime and iniquities of breathing the stuffy air from that house. I proceeded to electronically file the taxes and paid for both Brat and me. I had to charge my credit card for the Federal forms and debit my checking account for the State forms. I am poorer as a result.
I’ve ordered another Zapper with gold from Africa. I felt I needed a replacement because the pennies on the original Terminator from three years ago are wearing down. This still works and will use it to supplement my new order. I placed another order online for three general healing products. I’m trying to clean my innards and could use that nice parfait cream for my skin.
I don’t mind this simple life as long as no one bothers me. My Easter day did not have the Easter eggs to hunt or color from the past or the screaming of children to shock my chakras in the future or the sunshine to go take pictures, which were purple flowers growing in the front of their house.
Easter is supposed to be Christian celebration of the Resurrection of Christ with its pagan fertility symbols of rabbits, colored eggs and white lily flowers. The month of April is really the Blessed birthday instead of the pagan December or Winter solstice, which is the longest darkness of the year. Either way I greet Happy Birthday to You.
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