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The guppies looked a bit lonely. Actually, they didn't at all. They seem to like their aquarium habitat just fine. I, however, wanted something else to look at other than the fearsome foursome with their flashy tales. After a bit a research, I went to the pet store and bought three catfish -- peppered corys, to be specific. I put them in there about an hour ago. The guppies seem to get along just fine with them. They're all ignoring each other, actually. I hope things are going as well tomorrow morning. I really do like them. They seem to have quite the appetite.
Jason's grandpa's funeral was yesterday. It was a long day. I actually fell asleep at 9:30 in the evening, which is very unusual for me. Jason's sister and I were nominated as pallbearers because they were two short. So, we all showed up at the funeral home to escort the body to the church. The church was... well, the church, I suppose. Holy water, incense, recited prayers, communion, etc. Lots of formal such and such to be observed and performed. They hurried it along because we had to get the body up to the National Cemetery in Santa Fe by 11:30. The police escort took us to the city limits of Albuquerque and sent us on our way. After two detours (due to road work in Santa Fe), we made it to the cemetery with only a few minutes to spare. I thought the graveside service with the military was the most emotionally stirring of all the hoopla we had been through up to that point. It was just so dignified and respectful. After the service, the older gentleman who drove the hearse shook our hands and told Caricia and I that he could only hope to have such pretty pallbearers when he died. It was the perfect thing to say to diffuse the tension and get everyone chuckling. Anyway, Caricia and her baby caught a ride back to Albuquerque with Jason and I. We came home to change before going to his grandma's house for the reception. By then, we were all completely exhausted. Jason and I left a little after 4:00 yesterday afternoon. We came home, made some dinner, crashed, and re-watched The Thing (John Carpenter's version). I fell asleep toward the end of the movie. I woke up on the living room floor as the credits were rolling.
Oh, and Borders has a really crappy book selection. Now I remember why I order all my books online. They suck.
Jason's grandpa's funeral was yesterday. It was a long day. I actually fell asleep at 9:30 in the evening, which is very unusual for me. Jason's sister and I were nominated as pallbearers because they were two short. So, we all showed up at the funeral home to escort the body to the church. The church was... well, the church, I suppose. Holy water, incense, recited prayers, communion, etc. Lots of formal such and such to be observed and performed. They hurried it along because we had to get the body up to the National Cemetery in Santa Fe by 11:30. The police escort took us to the city limits of Albuquerque and sent us on our way. After two detours (due to road work in Santa Fe), we made it to the cemetery with only a few minutes to spare. I thought the graveside service with the military was the most emotionally stirring of all the hoopla we had been through up to that point. It was just so dignified and respectful. After the service, the older gentleman who drove the hearse shook our hands and told Caricia and I that he could only hope to have such pretty pallbearers when he died. It was the perfect thing to say to diffuse the tension and get everyone chuckling. Anyway, Caricia and her baby caught a ride back to Albuquerque with Jason and I. We came home to change before going to his grandma's house for the reception. By then, we were all completely exhausted. Jason and I left a little after 4:00 yesterday afternoon. We came home, made some dinner, crashed, and re-watched The Thing (John Carpenter's version). I fell asleep toward the end of the movie. I woke up on the living room floor as the credits were rolling.
Oh, and Borders has a really crappy book selection. Now I remember why I order all my books online. They suck.
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