PAX East ~ Boston

What is PAX East, you ask?  (That's what I asked)  Here's a description taken straight from the website:

• PAX East is a three-day game festival for tabletop, videogame, and PC gamers. We call it a festival because in addition to dedicated tournaments and freeplay areas we've got nerdcore concerts, panel discussions, and an exhibitor hall filled with booths displaying the latest from top game publishers and developers. Even with all this amazing content the best part of PAX East is hanging out with other people who know their shit when it comes to games.

I don't even understand the description.   Color me old!

ANYWAY...

That's where Greg, Gregory, Alex and Connor (Gregory's friend) spent the weekend.  They drove up on Friday and returned on Sunday night.  I can hardly wait to hear about their trip and to get some pictures. (They promised to take lots.)

Greg and Gregory went last year and had so much fun that they added Alex and Connor and attended again this year.  

More to come!

Websites * March 13 - March 19

Ok... this one cracked me up.  It is just what it says it is. I can't seem to hold the button more than about 3 minutes without falling asleep.  I'm not sure why I even wanted to hold the button.  Maybe it's one of those "Because it's there" kind of things.  Anyway... here you go:  HoldTheButton

I got hooked on Drop Words on my phone, but this one is WAY better.  If you like word games, try this one:  Word Drop

Quotes * March 13 - March 19

"Music is a moral law. It gives soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, and charm and gaiety to life and to everything."
~ Plato ~

And I couldn't resist this one...

"Fighting for peace is like screwing for virginity."
- George Carlin

Celebrating...

...Rich!

Today is Rich's birthday.  He would have been 63 today (and I would have commented - several times - that he was a year older than me). 

I think of him at some point every day, but today especially. 

I know that he is so very proud of our children (yes, you can still be a child in your 30's) - our grandchildren - our daughters-in-law (he did enjoy "the girls").

I try to remember on days like this... that the Bible promises us no more pain or sorrow in heaven.  It keeps me from wondering how he doesn't miss us - why he isn't sad not to be with us. 

I Corinthians 13:12 says...
"Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known."

I know that Rich has no pain... no sorrow... only joy. Because now he knows - even as he has always been known.  He also knows the meaning of "eternity" that we can only imagine.  In the scope of eternity, this life is less than an eye blink - a concept that I understand in my head - and someday will understand completely. 

I am grateful for his life.

Happy birthday, Rich!  

Quotes * March 6 - March 12

This week it's age (which of course, only matters to those of us who are trying to feel better about our age).

"No one is so old as those who have outlived enthusiasm."
~ Henry David Thoreau ~

Websites * March 6 - March 12

Do you like short stories? How about short, short stories?  How about REALLY stories that are 25 words or less?

I thought this website was fun. I could spend all day reading these.  Want to submit some with me?

Tell me what you think?
Espresso Stories

Happy Birthday, Muz!

Born in 1925, my mother would have been 86 today.  I can't imagine her at 86.  I wonder if we would still be speaking?????

Richard said that she would still be a "pisser" at 86.  He is sooooo right! 

She was THE most bull-headed person I've ever known in my life!  And... a troublemaker.  Oh yes!  She was a troublemaker!  I'd like to tell you that it was not intentional, but it was.  I think it must have been a family trait.  My Aunt Ginny had the same gene.  Together they were downright scary!!

Muz loved to watch Rich defend me and so she attacked me as often as possible just to enjoy his reaction.  Rich was not so amused, but it was one of my mother's favorite pasttimes. 

She was a character! Truly.

She traveled to New Jersey every day to work.  On the toll bridge, she loved tossing her token into the basket and then speeding off in her yellow Chrysler convertible (with the top down) to beat the "go" light and set the alarm off. 

In the summer, when it was hot, she would stop at the vending machine at work on her way home and grab a cold can of coke for the toll taker on the bridge.  Penance?  Nah.  She lived her life without apologies.

The top on that convertible was rarely up - even in the rain.  There were always small trees growing out of the carpet in the back seat.  My mother parked under the tree and the seeds fell from the tree into the carpet and were well watered by the rain. 

No one else I ever knew had trees growing in their back seat.  I loved those trees!

Ahhhh!  Memories!

Happy birthday, Muz!!!