Oh too funny IrisLillies!
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Oh too funny IrisLillies!
DH is brilliant at building things, but he has another talent, he is a finder. He is like a bloodhound. You tell him " go boy, you go find this" and he will find it.
So today I came home from the theater, it was 6pm, wine time! So much wine time! Yet, I had only 2 ounces of wine in the bottle. We have no beer. We have no vodka. I whined to DH waaaaannhh where is the alcohol, do we have anything drinkable? He "went to work" in the cupboards and moved cans and cereal packages and found liqours, and Scotch, but they are not drinkable. Then, buried in the back of the high cupboard he found a box of red wine. Score!!!
Is he in good with St. Anthony, I wonder??
So, dark too early and no time for daylight walking when I have time - sigh, just making my SAD worse!
Ah, St. Anthony is the patron saint of lost things. I had to look that up. DH might be in good with him, it is possible!Quote:
Originally Posted by Tybee
You can be, too. There's a rhyme to address him. I learned it from two different Catholics, both from California. You have to be in the act of looking, not just sitting and waiting for revelation:Quote:
Originally Posted by iris lilies
"Tony, Tony,
Listen, listen!
Hurry! Hurry!
Something's missing!
Tony, Tony,
Look around
Something's lost
And must be found!"
My wife was so frustrated she did not find a shirt she was looking for, I got her to declutter our wardrobes togehter with me. Had to go to the trash bin 3 times, another two big bags on sale at ebay!
Rumpaged through the whole appartment afterwards, throwing away everything that was in the way and could not run fast enough. Last time our appartment was so clean was before we moved in ;-)
my god, the things I learn on the interwebs. This is funny and cute.Quote:
Originally Posted by Mary B.
My wife was so frustrated she did not find a shirt she was looking for, I got her to declutter our wardrobes togehter with me. Had to go to the trash bin 3 times, another two big bags on sale at ebay!
Rumpaged through the whole appartment afterwards, throwing away everything that was in the way and could not run fast enough. Last time our appartment was so clean was before we moved in ;-)
Mary, this is how I learned it:
"St Anthony, St. Anthony, please come round.
Something's lost and must be found."
So neat to hear it another way.
Calling on Catherine--what poem did you learn?