Friday, July 23, 2010

RAIN RAIN GO AWAY LITTLE TOMMY WANTS TO PLAY

Rain all day today.

When we were little and there would be a rainy day, an all day rainy day. My mother would sing this little nursery rhyme to us.

"RAIN RAIN GO AWAY LITTLE TOMMY WANTS TO PLAY"

I thought that that nursery rhyme was written for my brother. Wow how cool was that to have anursery rhyme written for you. Well today was that kind of day and that's all I could think about was that nursery rhyme. I am sure that mother's all over the world sang this little rhyme to their children and the names were changed to fit the child.

An e mail from my brother's boss with an attachment that listed another 81 people who gave donations in memory of my brother for our church. She will be mailing me a check for the total, I can only begin to imagine what it will be.

I can't cry in front of my husband any more. I think he thinks I am going crazy. So I cry when I am alone. I can't cry in front of my daughter she would only worry about me and she is so fragile right now I can't have her worrying. So I cry when I am alone.

I pretty productive day today. I had brought some dirty linens home from my brother's apartment. Mostly sheets and towels and a couple of nice pool/beach towels. One was a white beach/pool towel with a big Ralph Laren POLO BEAR dressed like a waiter. It must have been a gift to him because I don't believe my brother would have ever bought such a towel. When I started to sort the linens for washing I almost had to hold my breath, not because they smelled bad but because the smelled like him. So I got that laundry done today including a really big thick terry cloth bathrobe I may just keep for myself. It will be really big but the bigger the better.

I got the porch floor swept and mopped that was an accomplishment and I went through a basket of receipts and personal stuff of my own that was beginning to overflow.


Confessions of a Pioneer Woman, is a blog I read on a regular basis. She posted a recipe on her page for "Muffins that Taste Like Donuts". I made them this morning and they really do. I brought a couple to my neighbor, the one I don't play Scrabble with, she just had knee surgery. And I brought a couple to my neighbor I do play Scrabble. So I accomplished that too today. I am going to try to get to know my kitchen again. Before I quit my job and before my brother died I was getting lazy when it came to cooking. For most of my married life I have always cooked for not just my family but for people coming and going. Friends of my husband's, then friends of my daughter's, my parents, my brother, my brother's friends and so on. Always cooking for someone. My husband use to joke that one night he sat down to dinner and he was sitting next to someone he didn't even know. That may happen when you have your children's friends over for dinner but this person was an adult. It happened to be a friend of my cousin. My cousin grew up with her in this city where I live but my cousin moved to Florida so she sort of befrinded us. But then my daughter grew up and moved out, my parents died and now my brother and usually it's just my husband and me for dinner. Not that my husband doesn't enjoy my cooking. But it is so much more fun when there is a bigger audience.

Just ignore the last paragraph for a moment. We went out for dinner tonight. A little Italian place where we had a nice little Italian meal of baked ziti.

So that was the accomplishments of a rainy day.

Tomorrow I will go to my brother's apartment again and plug away at getting it emptier.

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