Southeastern CT Flooding

I drove over this road yesterday morning going to work.

Had to figure out a new way home in the evening...

This has been a crazy couple of days in Southeastern CT. So much rain and now flooding everywhere. Going to work yesterday morning I got turned around 2 times because the roads I would normally take were flooded. One section of town is a pond. The road that I did finally take into work actually had a section collaspe later in the day.

Here are some photos of the roads I would usually drive... unfortunately I didn't have my boat ready so I had to go a different route...

The Dash

The Dash by Linda Ellis

There was a man who stood to speak
At the funeral of a friend
He referred to the dates on her tombstone
From the beginning to the end

He noted that first came her date of her birth
And spoke the following date with tears
But he said what mattered most of all
Was the dash between those years

For that dash stands for all the time
That she spent alive on earth.
And now only those who loved her
Know what that little line is worth.

For it matters not how much we own;
The cars the house the cash
What matters is how we live and love
And how we spend our dash.

So think about this long and hard.
Are there things you'd like to change?
For you never know how much time is left
That can still be rearranged.

If we could just slow down enough
To consider what's true and real
And always try to understand
The way other people feel.

We'd be less quick to anger
And show appreciation more
And love the people in our lives
Like we've never loved before.

If we treat each other with respect
And more often wear a smile
Remembering that this special dash
Might only last a little while.

So when your eulogy is being read
With your lifes actions to rehash
Would you be proud of the things they say
About how you spent your dash?

Cos that dash stands for all the time
That you spent alive on earth
And only those who loved you
Know what that little line is worth

It matters not how much you own
The cars the house the cash
What matters is how you live and love
And how you spend your dash

What matters is how you live and love
And how you spend your dash.

Providence Bruins vs. Portland Pirates

We Remember Them

At the rising of the sun and its going down, we remember them.

At the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter, we remember them.

At the opening of the buds and in the rebirth of spring, we remember them.

At the blueness of the skies and in the warmth of summer, we remember them.

At the rustling of the leaves and in the beauty of autumn, we remember them.

At the beginning of the year and when it ends, we remember them.

As long as we live, they too will live;
for they are now a part of us, as we remember them.

When we are weary and in need of strength, we remember them.

When we are lost and sick at heart, we remember them.

When we have joy we crave to share, we remember them.

When we have decisions that are difficult to make, we remember them.

When we have achievements that are based on theirs, we remember them.

As long as we live, they too will live;
for they are now a part of us, as we remember them.

It Was Him or Me...

A Misunderstanding Between Friends

I'm starting to think that text messaging is just an all around terrible way to communicate with anyone. It seems to me that people take a text message the wrong way more often than not and it causes a lot of misunderstandings.

My current issue:

I received an invite to celebrate my friends birthday out at a restaurant. Unfortunately the chosen night was St. Patrick's day and my family always gets together for dinner on St. Patrick's day. I let my friend know that the chosen night was not good for me and I was under the impression that we were going to reschedule going to that particular restaurant until another night.

After St. Patrick's day dinner with the family I went home and logged into my Facebook. To my surprise one of the news posts was from my friend during the early afternoon saying that he would be going out to the restaurant that night. I was initially upset because I felt left out, so I texted my friend to ask why they had gone without me. I was told that the decision was "spur of the moment" because they had nothing else to do.

The next day I heard from another friend that the plan to go to the restaurant had never changed, not even after I couldn't go and there had been a decision made to tell me it was just a last minute thing so I wouldn't get upset. This did upset me because I didn't understand why anyone would need to tell me a story vs. telling me the truth.

I texted my friend and said I was upset about the fact that it seemed like they were keeping something from me.

Yesterday I tried to explain to my friend why I was upset and feeling the way I had. I wasn't actually upset anymore, but I wanted him to understand how I had been feeling and why.

I was told I was being ridiculous and that my friend had a more important issue to deal with and wanted to drop the subject...

I get that my friend might not have understood why I was feeling the way I did, but that doesn't make what I was feeling ridiculous and it doesn't mean my feelings should be dismissed just because he didn't agree with them.

The Cake

Helped a friend bake a cake for a special someone's birthday. I think it came out great!