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Sunday, May 11, 2008

March Hare Syndrome

I am now suffering from the March Hare syndrome. Do you remember that scene from Disney's Alice and Wonderland when the March Hare races through chanting - -
"I'm late, I'm late,
For a very important date
No time to say Hello, Good Bye,
I'm late, I'm late, I'm late".

That summarizes my existence the last several weeks. But I think the end is in sight. Hopefully we will be done with most of the surgery recovery related choirs very soon (See God's Janitor Blog).

I simply have not had time to get anything "extra" accomplished like, making a stamp, putting in my HAM rig, gardening, reading or abstract thinking.

The up side is that Donna, my wife, and I have been together most of the time for weeks with very little friction. Both of us normally get a bit over sensitive so that is quite an accomplishment.

Today, Mothers Day, the kids all checked in with her and we are planning to have a family gathering over the Memorial Day weekend. Normally the Eldest Son organizes a day for her in the spring during which he plants her flower garden. It serves as his Mother's Day Gift. For dinner she wanted to have a hamburger at a local sports bar after church. I didn't mind that at all.

Many years ago I had given Donna a neat Mothers pin, A silver pea pod holding two white pearls for her and I as parents, along with three blue and a pink one representing our 4 children. She received many complements on it and dearly loved it. Somewhere along life's journey it was misplaced and we hadn't been able to find a replacement. A few months ago I tracked down Ronna Lugosch, the designer/artist who had made the original, at her studio in Maine. I called and found her very gracious. Although the particular design we lost was no longer a regular offering Ronna was willing and able to create a replacement which I gave to Donna today. She was very pleased, I think I picked up a few points on that one. Thanks Ronna!

A busy week looms ahead Physical Therapy, Indians Game, Ham radio installation, Dayton HAMVENTION and Grandson's B-day party. Wish me luck.


Anonymous said...

...I think you mean the White Rabbit syndrome.

Anonymous said...

Yeah, it's defintely the White Rabit. But nice try lol.