Tea Party

Last Wednesday MD’s Pioneer club at church hosted a tea party for grandparents, widows, and widowers to celebrate Valentine’s Day. Of course the parents came along too. We invited the lady across the street who is a widow, and also two of MD’s friends, one who lives next door.

The party was held in the back of the building. Tables were setup up with the short edge against the wall and the tea and hot cocoa set out. At the back were cookies and other treats. Zuni had made snicker doodles to bring.

The program for the evening was simple. Once everyone had gotten settled with their food, a group of children got up to recite the Bible verses they had memorized. After that a lady talked a little about what the bible teaches about love. Then it was just time for socializing. I enjoyed watching the children interacting with their grandparents and the other older people who were there.

Managing Risk

At the beginning of last week I got an email from my credit card company, but put off reading it until Friday. In the meantime my boss had scheduled a meeting about how we were going to implement PCI standards on our network and servers at work. We talked a lot about how we could secure our computers and protect credit card numbers that passed through our network.

So when I finally got back to the email I found out that my credit card number had been stolen and a number of purchases had been flagged as suspecious. It wasn’t a large amount, not quite one hundred dollars, but I was thankful that the company was treating the risk seriously enough to watch for transactions originating in foreign countries for example and letting me know in time to dispute the charge so I didn’t have to pay.

More Talk

The other night I was getting my hair cut and MD was talking. The conversation was about sleeping.

“Let me tell you. When I sleep my ears plug up!” she said.

“What? You must not like going to sleep then.”

“I don’t mind it. I never hear CE when she cries. She doesn’t bother me.”

The lady must have realized at that point that MD mean she doesn’t hear things when she sleeps. She is a sound sleeper — like her mother — which has been convenient when CE has a bad night, but not so much when I need to wake her for some reason.

Snow Day

Snow Day

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Another snow storm has passed our way, the second one this year after six years of no snow. It’s not as cold as last month, so we probably won’t get two inches again.