Thursday, January 18, 2007

In Memory of....

I'm into my fifth cold. I felt it come on unmistakably last night during a long and tedious discussion about how best to procure a memorial plaque. You guest it--Vestry for two hours. And you know I continue to feel awful because I got saddled with the job of finding, buying and otherwise organizing this plaque. 'Let Anne Do It' being the ringing cry of our church and vestry. If I had had my wits about me I would have protested loudly enough to shove the responsability onto someone else. Instead I only noticed when I read the notes later (which I had taken). To quote, 'actionable, Anne will look through catalogues and buy memorial plaque, coordinating with--about wooden base for plaque.' That's when I felt that dull hated soreness creep up into my throat and head, bringing more pressure and misery into my already cold laden mind. Came home and confessed everything I could think of again. And started reading Job.

So now I'm sitting on the couch in my bathrobe and slippers at 10:30 in the morning while my bored children run screaming laps around me. I know I've got to get up and solve all the world's problems, but I just don't have the will.

4 comments:

R said...

Nope, no solving world's problems for you! Its a bad habit and doesn't pay off- you can ask my mother, she's a pro at needing to solve the world's problems.

As for plaque, I vote we make Lee do it. What exactly does it need to say? There has to be a trophy/plaque type shop around here somewhere.

~R

Anonymous said...

Anne, I have one word for you and your family - Zicam. I start using it whenever my daughter gets starts to sniffle (I tell her that her school is on Germ Factory Road) and it works. It works. There's a gum, too, and I think Sucrets now has a zinc laden throat lozenge. Tastes terrible, but hey. . .

Anne Kennedy said...

Thank you very much. I have some in my medicine cabinet but I've been having trouble getting up the moral fiber to use it. I took some sort of Zicam thing over Christmas and came out with bumps all over the inside of my mouth. But you know, a few bumps would probably be better, at this point, than wanting to crawl in a hole and disappear. :)

As for Lee. I think a cry of 'Let Lee do it' is much better than 'Let Anne do it'. Let's adopt it at once.

r said...

Brawhahaha! Indeed, that shall be our motto from here on out. Has a nice ring to it.

~R