The ramblings of a rainy Friday...

My heart is sick over the events in London. The people that would do this are monsters who do not value life. Now it is back to waking up and turning on the news with my fingers crossed just to make sure nothing else has happened.

What an undignified way to die. Get blown up on your way to work, or like 9/11, die while at work!
OK, my job is not too bad, I like the people I work with and that counts for a lot, but seriously, I DO NOT want to die at work or in the process of going to work! I waste enough of my life at work thank you very much.
Maybe if I was doing something that was saving lives or saving some portion of the world, or meaningful in any way, but I don't. So if whoever is in charge is listening, I would prefer to die old wrinkly and surrounded by loved ones many many many years from now and NOT AT WORK.
For the record; I intend on celebrating at least my 95th birthday!

This makes it that much harder to say goodbye to my husband as he heads over the pond as well. But like people said after 9-11, the days following attacks there are probably no safer place to be on the planet. So I will think about that when I start getting all Chicken Little about it.

Now that I got that off my chest...

We are still in the midst of planning our 1st anniversary party which is tomorrow! We have decided to go Italian for the party. It seems to be the easiest and since it looks like it will be pissing down rain, grilling will be out of the question. I am going to get a few of those take and bake pizzas and Licia is making some yummy salads and I will be making some sort of Italian dish or another.