Last month, my two cats, Lovebug and Shadow, were unexpectedly pulled out of my life. I didn’t get a chance to say goodbye. The circumstances surrounding it made it hurt even worse. While I haven’t been able to live with them for awhile now, they were still very important to me and important parts of the only family I’ve had a hand in choosing.
My Aunt Lucy is turning 102 next week. Ok, so she’s technically my great-aunt or cousin twice removed or something, but we all just call her Aunt Lucy.
She’s one of the sweetest and most energetic people you could meet, and I really wish I could be there to celebrate the occasion with her. She lives in Kesh, Northern Ireland, close to both the border and extended family. They check on her frequently, though she still lives alone. I haven’t seen her in nearly a decade, but my dad calls her twice a month and I’ve sometimes been around to jump on the phone too. She has trouble hearing me, but it’s always great to hear her voice.
When I think of Ireland, the image I see is her serving tea and pastries to everyone that stops by; entertaining seems to be her favorite activity. It’s hard not to recognize hers as an idyllic life. In short, I <3 Aunt Lucy.
It's interesting to consider how much life has changed for her over the last hundred years or so. I sometimes wonder how people process those changes—how does your frame of reference evolve over time to move from a rural, farming lifestyle to one punctuated by iPhones and Twitter? Sure, Aunt Lucy isn't sporting the latest technology, but that doesn't mean it doesn't affect her life. My relatives drop off emails and I'm sure she picks up a few commercials on the tele. I wonder how I'll feel about massive changes like that when I'm that age, provided I last that long.
Every generation, it seems, looks back at the previous one with a bit of technological contempt for its ignorance and simplicity. I suspect that spending a century embroiled in technological revolution probably isn't so easy.
Yesterday, I became an uncle for the first time in my life. Kim’s sister Jessica gave birth to her first daughter, LiliAnn Faye Scherer. She’s beautiful.
The funny thing is that I hadn’t ever planned on being an uncle. In fact, the concept of actually being one was still quite foreign. As an only child, there weren’t going to be many opportunities. Even so, I’ve grown pretty excited about it and am really looking forward to participating in the growth and life of my niece. It’s just a shame that we live so far away, but maybe that will change. Oh, and of course, congrats Jessica and Michael!
Welcome LiliAnn, Im’m looking forward to meeting you soon!
Our dog Sipapu needs to be shaved regularly, or else we end up with a house of hair. We’ve tried doing it ourselves with the $30 dollar clippers from Target without even a hint of success. So, we’ve been bringing ‘Papu down, much to his dismay, to PetsMart to get groomed. For $60 a pop.
Well, we finally decided that we should invest in an expense trimmer and give it another shot. I was thinking that we’d buy the $180 one and give it a shot. If it didn’t work, we’d just return it; if it did work, then we will have saved quite a bit of cash over the course of just 8-12 month.
Mostly because I was tired of waiting for a store employee to arrive to open the locked case and give us one of the good clipper sets, we grabbed the most expensive unlocked one, which cost about $85, and brought it home. And who knew, it worked fine! Sipapu was actually a little excited to get trimmed, though his patience wears thin relatively quickly. So, we ended up doing it over the course of several phases over two days while we crafted our technique.
This is the result of the first attempt, which probably comprised about 1/4 of the hair removed.