Bfth's Boring Blog

  ...what do I see? A man in a red hoodie fast asleep, arms across his chest. A tall man with close cut gray hair and a white sweatshirt looking around suspiciously. A man dressed in black from tip to toe.  Perhaps he is a server at a restaurant?  His black pants and black button-down shirt are neatly pressed.  Are those black shoes or sneakers.  I cannot tell. A tired mother carrying bottles of Pedialyte (or something similar) and a bag of snacks.  (Are they Funyuns?  I cannot tell.)  She balances it all while holding the hand of her elementary school aged son who has a bottle of Gatorade.  He is tired too.  They sit together; he in his tie-dyed shirt, resting his head on her shoulder and she speaks to him softly in Spanish. An older bald man who speaks no English.  He shows a sheet of paper to the bus driver as he boards.  Is it directions to where he is going?  He has a paper mask on, but it sits below his chi...

I know it's not Monday but just let me say that this past Monday was a real MONDAY.  I know you know what I mean.  That kind of Monday that just slaps you in the face and says "HA!  You thought this was going to be an easy start to the week?" It started with work.  We are closing out the previous month out and I got an urgent email about one of numerous items on a project that will NOT be billed to the agency involved, but to the client.  Every single other item that has launch or will launch will be billed to the agency except for this one single item.  Which leads to a long-convoluted email chain to try and fix the issue before we officially close the month at the end of the day Tuesday.  This process requires several people to do several different things and I'm not sure if they all know what they are doing.  (To be fair, I'm not sure I know exactly what I will be doing.)  Will this all get done by EoD Tuesday?  I'm not convinced, but...

 You may have noticed that last month (April), I managed to eke out a post a day.  (Actually o ne day I did two!).  So for the 30 days of April, I wrote 31 posts.  What the heck was I thinking/doing? Well since I started blogging back in 2013 (April 14th to be exact), I generally only write when I have something to say.  (Okay, so sometimes I should probably keep my mouth shut, but then again shouldn't we all?)  This has evolved into my general mindset that I should come up with at 12 posts per month.  (Although sometimes it's only 11.) Thus this has become my mindset; I MUST write at least 12 posts per month.  (Even if no one reads them...and I suspect most of my posts are not...although to those friends who do regularly read, thank you!)  It is why I usually start out the month strong (because I MUST get this done) and end weakly.  (Or at least not as with as many posts.)  The whole 12 thing has actually started to stress me out....

  Saturday is a nice relaxing day, right?  Wrong!  And I think many of you would agree.  Weekends aren't usually for relaxing, they are for getting things done.  This past Saturday we had A LOT to get done.  I'm going to write it all down here and I'm thinking that by the end, you're going to be tired of reading.  (I'll be tired from writing and LIVING it all.) Here's how it went down: Get up, get dressed and have a bit of breakfast.  Coffee is consumed, but not too much because I knew we would be on the road and there really aren't rest stops on the route I was taking.  We make sure that the car is pretty much completely empty so there's lots of room for "stuff."  We would need lots of room for "stuff" We hit the road around 9 (give or take).  We head east/south/east to New York.  As I've talked about way too much, my son is wrapping up his junior year and with a small SUV, there was ...

Is there any one of us who does not like to be treated specially?  I mean each of us is unique and special in our own way, but to be picked out for a special task or special honor is always a wonderful treat. Just the other day I was blessed with a very special invitation.    Let me back track a year or so. When my husband and I moved the Pocono Mountains, in town there was a building that was obviously once a medical building/doctor’s office. I was disappointed that there was no longer a town doctor in the building and I hate seeing such a nice little place being unused. However, I found out that it was going to be turned into a coffee house. I love my coffee! I was thrilled to learn that our little village was going to have one of its own.    What I didn't know at the time was all of the hard work that was already going on behind the scenes to open this amazing little gem.    We have been here for nearly 2 years, but we don't know that many peo...

 ...and my heat is still coming on.  I know soon I will be complaining about how hot is outside...or maybe not.  It just seems like the cold will never end.  (And I’m not just talking about the mountains of the Poconos; it’s been cold in NJ too!) At least as I write this the sun is out. (Fingers crossed that it stays that way and will warm up things.) I so want to go outside and get some of that vitamin D. Its spring darn it!  Let’s feel that spring weather.  It’s MAY!  That’s practically summer, we need warm, sunny days!  I need warm sunny days! Also as I write this, one of the guys from the pond company is doing a cleaning.  I am so impressed with the company (especially as I realize what a small company it is and how young the owner is...which makes me feel really old, but...).  We now have an annual contract with them.  So I've already paid them for the year...no unexpected bills.  And they will come out regularly for a cle...