Not so bad...

Thursday, our area has been hit with heavy snow. Although that isn't unusual... It is unusual for it to occur while the trees still have most of their leaves.

This combination resulted in many trees becoming heavily damaged, and taking power lines down with them. For some, the power went out on Thursday evening, and for some the power is still out.

With electricity being unavailable in many area's, water pumping station problems, blocked streets from trees and electric wires... Many streets are lined with down tree branches, and some streets were blocked by downed trees. Things have been a mess.

The water quality has also been in question. There have been warnings for people to boil the water before drinking it. Nukie learned the hard way, but I hear he feels better now.

I should have taken pictures on Friday, because it was quite surreal... I took some pics that I will try to post later, but you cannot really get a feel for what things were like.

The interesting thing is, you see the affect for something like this, which is really quite a small interruption compared to area's that are hit with tornadoes, hurricanes, major flooding, 9/11, war etc. I can't imagine how difficult it must be to deal with a big catastrophe.

There are people here at work - going wacky because they cannot get their morning coffee.

- Wak

Come into my parlor...

(Background)

I was married and had two kids, then got a well-deserved divorce, and have since married again. My wife and I decided to have a baby...

(What happened)

Mrs. Wakanuki and I wanted to get youngest Wakanuki baptized. Apparently, John the Baptist put Jesus and the others through some sort of ordeal to get this done. Well, the church has a lot of rules on this sort of thing. The church we tried to get this celebration taken care of wouldn't do so. But, one of the priests from the church said he would do so; but at a different church.

(Come into my parlor)

My extended family all met us at the church to witness the Baptism performed...

That's when it started. We were placed in the front row of the chapel (small church), with our family close by. Father Pat told us what we need to do and when.

What he didn't say, was YOU SHOULD RUN WHILE YOU CAN (with a sinister smile).

It wasn't long into the mass when it started...

Father Pat wasn't talking about 'life' and 'new beginning', nor GOD. Instead he spoke of the 'D' word. That's right DIVORCE.

Father Pat: "If you get a divorce and remarry, then YOU ARE AN ADULTERER!"

Holy crap, where did that come from ?

Father Pat: "If your wife got a divorce from her husband and remarries, then SHE IS AN ADULTERER!"

Holy crap, where is this going? Aren't we here for a Baptism???

Father Pat: blah blah SINNER blah blah ADULTERER blah blah CHILD.

I am dying. I don't think it was a coincidence that he chose THIS to speak of. Things are running through my mind:

(Maybe we should go now).

(Maybe, I should start yelling at him).

(Maybe, I should start ranting about all the sick priests forgiven by the church).

(Maybe this sucks).

Instead, I turned the other cheek.

We eventually got through the lamb basting, and the Baptism.