Tuesday night – change of seasoning

We are not just changing seasons  we’re changing seasoning . As Spring arrives, Diane and I are doing the Colorado Cleanse..  A two week ayruvedic  dietary regime.. where you start with low fat, non dairy, non  wheat ,food for a week .then a week of  khitchdee .. rice and mung beans dahl  three meals a day, then a return to the low fat.   We’re in the khitchdee period right now and I’m adjusting to the cool indian spices in that.. turmeric , coriander, mustard.. it’s nice and exotic.. Not part of our normal pallet of flavors. I enjoy the change up… just like I’m enjoying the change of the weather outside..

(but I do miss chocolate !)

nite all, nite sam

-me

 

Monday night – saying goodbye to Armond

This morning we went to Unclue Armond’s funeral. It was sad, nice and peaceful. It was in St. Mary’s… a big old church around the corner from the house were Armond lived most of his life.. as did his mom and dad.. and his grandparents.

 

A nice group of people had gathered to pay their respects.. There were some good pictures of Armond..

He used to be the chief of the local fire brigade.. so they had his helmet there..

There used to be two St Mary’s.. an Italian one and an Irish one.. Then they tore down the Italian one and combined them..  It was a cool old building Lots of nice stain glass, an organ, incense.. the works.. it had a family feel to it.

After the service, we all lined up to drive to the cemetery. I ended up being a pall bearer.. which I was honored to be.. I really liked Armond and welcomed the chance to say goodbye that one last time.

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We got to the cemetery mausoleum. Same place that Dianes Dad, Aunts, and grandparents are buried. There was an army honor guard gather ether to honor Armonds service in the army.. Some of the game guys that had been at Gabe’s funeral.. They fired a three shot volley.. then gave the spent shells to Armonds daughter Cathy.. just like they gave them to us for Gabe.

The service was short and sweet .. we said good bye and shivered in the 20 degree air.

Here’s where Gabe is buried, 2nd from the top on the left.. still waiting for lettering..

And here are diagnose grandparents

and here is Armond and hi first wife’ Jeannes.. yet to be moutnted. 

on the way back to the church, DIanes brother steve showed us some of the other family graves. .. Here’s Armond’s Mothere.. and Diane’s grandfather’s first wife Theresa’s grave.

here’s almond and babe’s infant baby brother stefano 

and a neigbor infant who’s buried nearby because the neighbors couldn’t afford their own plot..

I can’t imagine the times when such loss was so common..

We also found Diane’s  Great-great Granparents Achillo and Maryrose right next store..

 

It was nice to have that sense of place.. We all then found our way back to the S Marys rec center for a nice lunch..

 

it was good hanging out with the family for another hour before heading home. Here are Diane’s brothers Steve and Joe.. \

People were passing around pictures and We found some of Diane’s dad Gabe

and DIanes’s aunt  Teresa

 

There were quite a few baby around.. I realized that these were Armond’s great-great-grandkids. pretty cool.. 

he was a good guy.. had a good life..

we will all miss him and his stories..

 

rest easy uncle armond

 

nite all, nite sam

-me

Sunday night – Armond or Armondo ?

We’re at Diane’s mom’s house getting ready for Armond’s funeral tomorrow. We sat around at dinner telling stories about him One of the things I learned was that he was actually named Armondo when he was born. .. The Army changed his name to Armond when he started drawing a pay check.. and he figured it was easier to change his name than to change the government.

He was a much loved guy..

 

just looked outside.. noticed the moon and venus well aligned.. thats a good sign for me.. not sure why.. but it is..

 

Not much else to report for the day.. we spent most of it driving down here..   the hi light was going to a car wash.. you can’t be in funeral procession with a dirty car.. ..

 

somehow the car wash seemed magical to me today..

 

nite all, nite sam

-me

Saturday night – Ghost in the machine

Somewhere.. either in my house, or out in the cloud, a little voice is cheerily chirping ‘hi’ on my behalf. (at least its friendly)  I must have built a connected device, or a cloud or mobile app that is sending the simple message ‘hi’ to twitter. .. The problem with that is sending ‘hi’ to twitter is like wearing different color socks.. or some other social faux pax reserved for digitally illiterate newbies..

i quess thats what I am..

I’m trying to figure out how to find this little thing. Kevin M. suggested using wireshark to trace traffic to twitter in my house.. I’m going to do that.. but I think it’s something I left running in the cloud somewhere .. maybe a nodered demo app. that tweets hi when something happens.. All I know is that it started on Dec 30th.. Any ideas on how to trace this ?

 ok.. off to try to wireshark it.. 

 

nite all nite sam

-me

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