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Chip
For Chip: He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog. You are his life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart. You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion. —Unknown

Monday, September 23, 2013

Happy Birthday Jeff

Reposted from 9/2011

James and Kumar
The idea of moving sounds tedious but if I was starting my life in California it would be more appealing.  Today is moving day for James.  Not a move to his new apartment but a move to a friend's apartment.  He must leave the current apartment to make room for a family that is forced to relocate for a while.  Luckily James has a long-time friend that is allowing him to stay until his apartment is available at the end of the month.  It will be exciting for him finally to get settled.  He purchased the existing furniture already in the apartment from the tenant. 

I got an email from a friend about stroke risks related to diet.  The first thing on the list was crackers.  Crackers and canned soup are big diet risks in contributing to stroke along with most foods I consume.   No smoked lunch meat, red meat, or muffins should be eaten.    What was left to eat?  I was beginning to wish I had received an angel card that I needed to forward to ten people if I wanted all my wishes to come true.  Maybe smoking would be a safer choice.

I thought about my cracker fetish and how Jeff and I had almost eaten an entire basket of crackers recently at a seafood restaurant.  Carla had held her hand up to show how high the crackers were in the basket before we started.  I realized that we had definitely eaten many crackers.  When I looked down I was slightly embarrassed at all the empty wrappers.  I tried to tuck them away but they are made out of a slippery material and they seem to float easily.  I thought about shoving them into my new baby blue lined outlet Coach bag but decided they might fly out as I left the restaurant.  I wondered if it was some kind of genetic deficiency causing us to eat so many crackers.  I thought about my Dad and his eating habits.  He always started ordering at a restaurant by saying "Can you bring me some crackers".   I asked James if he liked crackers and he said that he loved them.  I thought about most hospital tests I had experienced and the nurse always asked if you wanted a drink and a cracker.  Should they be informed of this dietary risk sending us over the edge?

Happy Birthday Jeff
Today is Jeff's Birthday.  Most people would say that Jeff  is an admirable person.  He is kind, compassionate and a steady and dedicated employee. He is a singer songwriter, excellent guitar player, and pianist.  His band has played at most of the familiar clubs in Deep Ellum and Edgefest.  I was surprised that he remembers that George Michael was one of my favorite artists when he was young.  His  grandparents rewarded his musical interest with a guitar when he was around 12.

When he was growing up most information about birth order showed that the middle child could be a problem and not well adjusted.  That does not apply to Jeff.  He is the most stable and easy going person.  He has a lot of traits like my Dad in that he always has an amazing smile and is caring.    Like  James he is about to embark on a new and exciting journey of his own.  I am proud to have him as a son!  Much Love and Happy Birthday Jeff!  I've added U2 for you.   Now let's have a cracker.


I still haven't found what I'm looking for

I have climbed highest mountain
I have run through the fields
Only to be with you
Only to be with you

I have run
I have crawled
I have scaled these city walls
These city walls
Only to be with you

But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for

I have kissed honey lips
Felt the healing in her fingertips
It burned like fire
This burning desire

I have spoke with the tongue of angels
I have held the hand of a devil
It was warm in the night
I was cold as a stone

But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for

I believe in the kingdom come
Then all the colors will bleed into one
Bleed into one
Well yes I'm still running

You broke the bonds and you
Loosed the chains
Carried the cross
Of my shame
Of my shame
You know I believed it

But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for...