Yeah, something is wrong with Google for spying on its users and their private stuff. Eww! I was trying to access my Gmail account via the Apple Email app when the account wouldn’t sync. And so I tried logging into my Gmail via my YouTube account , only to find its death. So Sunday is supposed to be ‘get off my butt and enjoy the outdoors’ day. Phooey. I got outta bed at 1133am after using the toilet and drifting in and outta wake periods throughout this whole early morning. The weather is cooler today.
Yesterday we a busy day as I was already awaken since two and then at six and then at eight. I got more needles inserted into my neck, back, and lower extremities. I believe blood came outta behind the right knee area. I was grateful for the needles as this acupuncture is supposed to help unblock or unclog the Chi. I felt key areas that we painful – lower right back. Amazing.
So I gabbed with her until my brother’s sister-in-law pulled up to the right of my parked vehicle of this gated dwelling, which is down the road from my local church.
From 1440 to 1700, we ate Buffett food to celebrate the 70th birthday of my daddy’s younger sister, who has the most grandchildren, with number six or seven on its way. I help his eldest sister with the toilet and loading her into her younger brother’s vehicle.
I managed to hug most of my first cousins in attendance. I wish them well in their Filipino thuggish personas. The elder ones are failing especially Rudy with his slurred speech, and open wounds on the arms, Ogie with his post-cancer and other old farts.
I reserved that same room occupancy of 150 for the upcoming one-year death anniversary from my father’s wife with at least twenty minimum in attendance. Fifty dollars was a deposit. The other room occupancy is for 250 guests.
The next celebration was the 2019 graduate and one of many valedictorians of my old high school. I hugged the recognized ones and I managed to talk with our former choir conductor, a Filipino, who is five year younger. I joked that he can call me Ate, meaning older sister. That would make me five years younger that the mother of the valedictorian. Our church organist is probably five years older than me. Then I said that we at the age to make children and said that I’m not a marrying kind (which I borrowed from his mother’s sentiment).
Yeah so the Ilocanos were already singing karaoke and well my daddy wanted to leave because he was already getting tired. The party was supposed to end at ten o’clock in the evening. I wanted to stay.
Now it’s time for a late lunch.
Sincerely,
Flynn B who almost signed off with her real name. Heck, I might as well and embarrass myself in public soon, since I might be hired. I borrowed the Announcement for All Bargaining Unit Personnel regarding a position. But I told the choir guy that I don’t care if I get hired or not because I’ve got my daddy who can afford it.
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