Abundance

The joke around the office lately has been about how many coffee makers are in the kitchen/ break room. We recently got a Keurig machine with all the goodies. Apparently all of the machines bought from Costco in recent months have been defective (ours included) and the company has a policy to quickly replace the machine. However, the new one hadn't arrived yet so we dug out all the old ones in the supply closet (graveyard) to make coffee. Spoiled from our neat cup-at-a-time maker, no one wanted to make a whole pot anymore so someone brought a big box of coffee from Starbucks. And we share the kitchen with another office so their coffee maker is in the kitchen. Plus our boss's 10 gal. industrial size maker for large meetings, all were sitting on the counter. My co-worker jokingly asked me what that meant and I told him it meant we work very, very hard! :-)

The sole of my Leroy Brown second sock is well under way and I should finish it this weekend. Then on to the heels and I'll be done.

I'm thinking of picking this back up again, since it went to the UFO pile ages ago.

This weekend the NCAA is back at it; I am rooting for Kentucky all the way. I'm not from KY but Alabama isn't in the playoffs so the Wildcats will have to do.

I'm originally from the Gulf Coast of Alabama and I had a neighbor growing up who was a really nice man, a doctor in our area who I went to occasionally. He also had two grown sons that I used to babysit for, and sometimes they'd all go out together and I'd baby sit at Dr. Phillips 'big house'. Dr. Phillips had a hobby of selling antiques, or as he joked, archaeology. One of his sons became an antique dealer and the other who taught me 6th grade history, was in furniture restoration.

This spring a special mini-series is on HBO, called The Pacific. It features Dr. Phillips and his buddy, "Sledge".

They fought in the war at Guadalcanal and were heroes once upon a time. I never knew this. Dr. Phillips was just a kind older gentleman, with a bunch of grandchildren I used to babysit. Who knew? I even got to feeling bad about the fact that as a little girl, I never really realized all this. Then it occurred to me yesterday that this is exactly why our troops fight and sacrifice their lives. So that little 10 year old girls can play with their dolls safely and happily, without fear. Thank you, Dr. Phillips, for your sacrifice!