Another week is almost gone. Today is the dreaded grocery shopping day, although it isn't too horrible, I guess it is the idea of going in and figuring out what it is that everyone will eat other than the actual shopping. On the bright side I do believe that the weather report is for a clear day - so no lugging groceries through the rain. I was able to get all the groceries in and put away by 1:00 p.m. - Now to figure out what to have for dinner. Always the challenging task. There is plenty of food in the house, just a lack of ideas.
Talking to Danielle she tells me that Faith is running around the house in her walker. She tells me that she will run over to wherever her toys are to get them. She also will try chasing around Danielle when she wants to be picked-up. Danielle says she is also grabbing hold of her leg while in the walker. She also is putting her arms out to whomever that she wants to pick her up. Faith has grown up so much in the last several weeks. I do hope to get to see her either Sunday or one day next week. Danielle also tells me that school is going well and that Ben seems to be doing well also - although school is not his favorite topic of conversation.
Mom and Abby came over for a short visit this afternoon. Mom brought me a birthday present. The Italian Market sign and a beautifully framed photo of Faith & I together. I hung the sign above the three windows in the kitchen and tucked the photo on the end table in the family room.
Abby had a good time playing in the yard with her dinosaurs and occasionally bringing them up to the deck so they could jump down into the big valley, where they could eat tree stars. She & her brother have been watching way too much Land Before Time.
Walter came by on his way to the Manchester football game - he had been out at the gym working out. Hopefully that the game will be worthy of the effort to attend. Sean has been out this afternoon playing with friends.
Newsletter & Email Gleanings:
Thought for the Day: "Enjoy life. There's plenty of time to be dead." Anon.
Talking to Danielle she tells me that Faith is running around the house in her walker. She tells me that she will run over to wherever her toys are to get them. She also will try chasing around Danielle when she wants to be picked-up. Danielle says she is also grabbing hold of her leg while in the walker. She also is putting her arms out to whomever that she wants to pick her up. Faith has grown up so much in the last several weeks. I do hope to get to see her either Sunday or one day next week. Danielle also tells me that school is going well and that Ben seems to be doing well also - although school is not his favorite topic of conversation.
Mom and Abby came over for a short visit this afternoon. Mom brought me a birthday present. The Italian Market sign and a beautifully framed photo of Faith & I together. I hung the sign above the three windows in the kitchen and tucked the photo on the end table in the family room.Abby had a good time playing in the yard with her dinosaurs and occasionally bringing them up to the deck so they could jump down into the big valley, where they could eat tree stars. She & her brother have been watching way too much Land Before Time.
Walter came by on his way to the Manchester football game - he had been out at the gym working out. Hopefully that the game will be worthy of the effort to attend. Sean has been out this afternoon playing with friends.
Newsletter & Email Gleanings:
Thought for the Day: "Enjoy life. There's plenty of time to be dead." Anon.
See You at 9:00 PM Eastern Time
In W.W.II there was an advisor to Churchill who organized a group of people who dropped what they were doing every day at a prescribed hour for one minute to collectively pray for the safety of England, its people and peace.
There is now a group of people organizing the same thing here in America. If you would like to participate: Every evening at 9:00 PM Eastern Time (8:00 PM Central) (6:00 PM Pacific), stop whatever you are doing and spend one minute praying for the safety of the United States, our troops, our citizens, and for a return to a Godly nation.
There is now a group of people organizing the same thing here in America. If you would like to participate: Every evening at 9:00 PM Eastern Time (8:00 PM Central) (6:00 PM Pacific), stop whatever you are doing and spend one minute praying for the safety of the United States, our troops, our citizens, and for a return to a Godly nation.
The Fisherman and The Investment Banker
The American investment banker was at the pier of a small coastal Mexican village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. Inside the small boat were several large yellow fin tuna.
The American complimented the Mexican on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took to catch them.
The fisherman replied, only a little while.
The American then asked why didn't he stay out longer and catch more fish?
The Mexican said he had enough to support his family's immediate needs.
The American then asked, "but what do you do with the rest of your time?"
The Mexican fisherman said, "I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take siesta with my wife, Maria, stroll into the village each evening where I sip wine and play guitar with my amigos. I have a full and busy life."
The American scoffed, "I am a Harvard MBA and could help you. You should spend more time fishing and with the proceeds, buy a bigger boat with the proceeds from the bigger boat you could buy several boats, eventually you would have a fleet of fishing boats. Instead of selling your catch to a middleman you would sell directly to the processor, eventually opening your own cannery. You would control the product, processing and distribution. You would need to leave this small coastal fishing village and move to Mexico City, then LA and eventually NYC where you will run your expanding enterprise."
The Mexican fisherman asked, "But, how long will this all take?"
To which the American replied, "15-20 years." "But what then?"
The American laughed and said that's the best part. "When the time is right you would announce an IPO and sell your company stock to the public and become very rich, you would make millions."
"Millions.. Then what?"
The American said, "Then you would retire. Move to a small coastal fishing village where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, take siesta with your wife, stroll to the village in the evenings where you could sip wine and play your guitar with your amigos."
The American complimented the Mexican on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took to catch them.
The fisherman replied, only a little while.
The American then asked why didn't he stay out longer and catch more fish?
The Mexican said he had enough to support his family's immediate needs.
The American then asked, "but what do you do with the rest of your time?"
The Mexican fisherman said, "I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take siesta with my wife, Maria, stroll into the village each evening where I sip wine and play guitar with my amigos. I have a full and busy life."
The American scoffed, "I am a Harvard MBA and could help you. You should spend more time fishing and with the proceeds, buy a bigger boat with the proceeds from the bigger boat you could buy several boats, eventually you would have a fleet of fishing boats. Instead of selling your catch to a middleman you would sell directly to the processor, eventually opening your own cannery. You would control the product, processing and distribution. You would need to leave this small coastal fishing village and move to Mexico City, then LA and eventually NYC where you will run your expanding enterprise."
The Mexican fisherman asked, "But, how long will this all take?"
To which the American replied, "15-20 years." "But what then?"
The American laughed and said that's the best part. "When the time is right you would announce an IPO and sell your company stock to the public and become very rich, you would make millions."
"Millions.. Then what?"
The American said, "Then you would retire. Move to a small coastal fishing village where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, take siesta with your wife, stroll to the village in the evenings where you could sip wine and play your guitar with your amigos."
No comments:
Post a Comment