June 1 2021

 I' m sorry, I've been taxing my brain and I am just not able to come up with an entry for June 1. It's not for a lack of trying. I don't want to repeat myself, and with a memory like mine, I had to go back over the blog. There's a lot of previous entries, while reading them, I happened to fall asleep sitting at my computer. When I woke up my head was lying at a 90 degree angle to my body, I had such a crick in my neck I couldn't lift my head off my shoulder. I got up to get an ice pack for the pain. Of course, my balance was way out of whack and a touch of vertigo sent my head careening into the stairs. When I came to I was lying on a basement floor not knowing where I was, or even, who the hell I was. I figured I belonged here though because I saw a picture of myself with six other fellows standing by a truck. It looked like we might be friends or something. On further investigation I found another picture of the same six guys posing in identical positions, we were quite a bit younger and there was an older gentleman with us. We were also standing in front of a truck, when I read the name on the truck it snapped my memory back to who I was. I was even able to name each guy in the picture because they were my brothers, and the older gentleman, he was my dad. I had quite a lump on my head and another different kind of lump in my throat. I'm ok now though. 

I still haven't been able to come up with an entry for the blog.

Out of whack

Loved

May 1 2021

    I'm  having trouble signing into my own blog. Every time I want to ad a new post a I have to sign in, and every time I have to sign in they don't accept my password, so, each time I have to create a new password. My memory is not what it used to be, and it's never been that good, I'm one of those losers that follows all the rules, like stopping at stop signs and red lights while riding my bike and hiding my passwords where no one can find them. Yeah, not even me. I've got about fifty of them, they're somewhere in the house.

Anyway, here I am. A little flustered but in relatively good health, although my blood pressure might be a little high at the moment. I was hoping May would be better than April. April is not a good month for blood pressure, you start out on guard on April Fools day, each time the phone rings your blood pressure climbs a notch, and with Deanie's brother Terry phoning every 15 minutes requesting a hacksaw blade to cut the bars on his window so he can get out and Spiderman his way down the side of the building where I can pick him up and drive him home, the old heart is put to the test. It's a good thing his memory is worse than mine, He doesn't remember I tell him I'll bring a blade over "tomorrow night" for the last two months. It's sad but after being in the Santa Maria for over a year he thinks he's only been there a few weeks. Then after April first it's that week of waiting to see if the good Lord is going to pop out of His tomb again for the second coming. Now, after that week it's, Income Tax time!!! All bets are off the table as to who or what is going to survive until that final "netfile" button is hit. As you can see by this May 1st post, I made it. 

I'm pretty much on my last nerve though.

Loved 

April 1 2021

I have nothing this month, seems I'm having trouble just getting the date right.

Loved 

March 01/2021

 My brother-in-law from Saskatoon sent me a picture of some tracks in fresh snow and wondered if I knew what they were. Now, you might be thinking, Ed, we know who your brother-in-law from Saskatoon is. Yeah...not that one, the one who belongs to Deanie's sister Shirley. So, as I was saying, Gary sent this picture. Oh, wait, maybe you thought, what the hell would Ed know about tracks. Ok, I will admit, I am a city boy, born and raised, heck before Deanie's mom asked me, one day, to help her pick and shell peas from her garden I had always thought peas were grey and came from a can. Of course I've never hunted either, except for maybe that one day when I hunted around the city of Regina for the 7-11 with the best slurpee. You know, I might be able to identify a set of tracks in fresh snow, if they led from my front door to my truck, and I had just made them. Or, lets say I was given choices, say between that little dog, I forget the name of it, it's named after the Mexican state of Chihuahua, and that bear my nephew Thomas owns. I have a high level of confidence I could identify which was which. However I did give Gary an answer, because he didn't include a glove or something to show the scale of the picture, I was able to imagine them being a satellite image of somebody crossing a field of freshly fallen snow after having one too many drinks, or in my case one drink. He accepted.

Stay safe

Loved

February 1 / 20 21 Louise might be the only one who knows

 So Much Love

There is so much love 

in this heart of mine

This much love 

can make a dull day shine

So much love 

and so much to share

It can chase the darkness 

out of anywhere

I was dreaming of dad

he said "Hello son"

I said "I've walked a million steps

with out my laces coming undone

He said "How many?"

in his special way

I said "I passed twenty million

just the other day."

I visited my mom

she was one her knees

She said "Edward

will you help me say my rosary, please

I said "I've got the time mom

we can get it done."

She started with 

the Joyful Mystery number one

My sisters they will call me up

just any day

They'll ask if I have 

something new to say

I'll tell them I love them

but they know that

I can hear them smile 

when we begin to chat

My brothers are my heroes

they may not know

I don't brag about them 

so it doesn't show

When we get together

it is so much fun

I have so much love 

for each and every one.

That is the complete poem which includes the verse about mom I posted earlier. I have a tune for it so I sing it on my days off. I'm unable to put down the music because I can't play a musical instrument. I guess I could at one time though. Short story.

 I used to play the flutophone. When I was in grade four some teachers were looking for an eleventh to complete the Pipers Piping for the Sacred Heart stage production of the Twelve Days of Christmas. It may not have been because of my ability to play, it may have been more likely due to the other little nose pickers in my class being somewhat more clever than I and blowing (pun intended) their auditions on purpose. Somebody decided I would fill out the troop. Little did they know, that, when the eleven pipers marched out on the stage to pipe, only ten would be playing. The eleventh froze when he noticed there was an audience with actual people in it. Didn't even get the pipe to my lips. Worst day of my life... except for maybe the three times I broke my nose in grade one. Jesus! Maybe I should have checked out back then, I was still pretty innocent, I might have made it through the Gates, after a few days in Purgatory of course.

I'm still around

Loved

January 1/2021

 HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Let's hope

Loved

December 1 2020

I've got the blues

I've got the blues

Everyday in the news

I've got the covid blues

People moving around

From place to place

Every one a stranger

You can't see a face

And not just a few 

It's the whole human race

Are you on the list

Do you have a pass

To visit a loved one

Behind a panel of glass

So many rules

It's a pain in the ass

I've got the blues 

I've got the blues

So much to lose 

With the covid blues

A party of five 

That's all it can be

That's only three others

Beside you and me

How do you choose

Who will it be

Physical distance

And a mask is the way

To keep people safe 

From the numbers each day

When will it end 

No one can say

I've got the blues 

I've got the blues

Everyday in the news

I've got the covid blues

Stay safe

Loved