This may end up being a two part post. Writing in the present tense, Patrick called Gin a little while ago telling her about Jessica being in the hospital. Not the kind of news we want to hear. Jessica is in her 24th week of her Baby Dean pregnancy. Nolan was sick last Thursday with a stomach virus. He threw-up several times overnight as well as a few times during the morning. Patrick picked up the illness Friday night and part of Saturday. Jessica got it today. Our prayers are with Jessica and Baby Dean with the hopes that the illness will pass and Dean remains in the fetus stage for a few more months.
This week in job searching turned up a few prospects. My old job is closer to landing a new project. I'm not hanging my hat on anything with them until they actually call me and ask me to return. The second prospect came from my mortgage banker friend, Carolyn. Carolyn has a friend who is a recruiter with the need to fill a Safety Engineer position. I contacted her friend and discussed the position. At first the recruiter, Glenda, thought the job was not a fit for me after reviewing my resume. We discussed the details of the job and discovered I have quite a bit of indirect experience in the particular specialty. The work revolves around ergonomic machinery required by a local German car manufacturer. The same type machinery I have installed at said manufacturing plant as well as a Fortune 500 diesel engine manufacturing facility in Greenville. She agreed that I should revise my resume to enhance my experience points regarding this field. I'll have my updated information submitted Monday morning.
Hoagie (pictured above) and Mac had their semi-annual vet check-up today. The routine is to drop them off in the morning and pick them up in the afternoon. It's always exciting to push a 14 pound cat into a cat carrier when they realize it's going to happen before they are captured. You've seen the cartoons where the cat spreads its legs to avoid a puddle or bucket of water. It's no different with forcing them into a small plastic box. I was able to slowly force Hoagie in. He was 3/4s inside when he whipped around and had his head partially out again. So I had to hold the door while I pushed his forehead through the door. After his head was re-inserted inside, his front paws gripped the front edge preventing the door from closing. He finally gave up and retreated with some healthy meows. Mac was a little easier, but still tough to shove in. It seamed that his fur was moving but his bones and muscle were not. Eventually gave up and went in.
I've spent a lot of time over the past several years searching for answers to difficult questions. I've read several self help books from a wide variety of view points and authors. Yesterday I came to the conclusion to stop searching and start living. I have all I need with my life, my family and my friends. There is no magic solution that a book will solve for my woes and worries. It's been 15 years since I was a regular church goer. Too many stereotypes and sarcastic comments about certain beliefs and religions. Who is right and who is wrong? Which way is the right way? Then there are those who say or believe one thing, then give you the finger if you cross their path on the way to the Fish Camp. I've met people who are quick to judge someone in the name of their beliefs and claim to be faithful followers.
Being a Catholic in this area has had an affect on my wanting to attend church. Yea, I know I need to get over that. When we moved here in 1994 and attended the church in Spartanburg, we felt like outsiders. I tried transferring my Knights of Columbus membership to the local council but had little success getting that to happen. Then work became a priority on weekends. We needed the money and the job needed my services. I let several factors dictate my desire to attend church. It all lead to us not attending church for convenience. Yes Mom, I know these are all weak excuses. Anyway, Gin and I talked about finding a church nearby that we would start attending. I, personally, think that I just need to be a round some good parishioners in a strong atmosphere free of judgmental souls.
Thank you for reading about what makes me tick or what ticks me off. I appreciate comments and criticism. Just be ready to receive the same.
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Patrick informed us that Jessica would most likely be going home and that things were starting to look better for her and Dean. At the last call he made, Patrick indicated that his trip to NY for work was still on for Monday.
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