Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Carry on Tuesday #15 Week of August 15, 2009

The quote this week is: " (We) loved with a love that was more than love."

I love you, you know. But the love I shared with her was more than love. I know you loved her too, but not like I did.

I watched her that night. You didn't see me but I was sitting on the table. She was crying and you held her in your arms. You were so tender. I watched the tears fall from your eyes. You were giving her comfort. Trying to ease her pain. Trying to help her to the other side. I felt your anguish. I knew your pain.

And because I knew that you loved her it hurts me to tell you that I must follow her. I loved her too much to be in this world without her. I know it is too soon for you to understand, but it has already been too long for me.

Please hold me in your arms like you did her. Please help me the way you did her.

I will miss you. But my love for her can not wait. I must go to her.

Monday, August 24, 2009

Sunday Scribblings #177 - Adult

This week Sunday Scribblings' topic is Adult.

What are your thoughts on adulthood? What do you want to be when you grow up? Are you scared of being an adult? Have you been forced to be the adult in a relationship? Do you have an adult child who won't grow up? Are you glad to finally be an adult? What do you think?

A Comparison and Contrast


Light household chores may be required
An allowance might be given weekly, even if no chores a done.
Get to ask, "What's to eat (breakfast, lunch, dinner, tomorrow's meal)?"
Get to ask, "Where are my clothes?"
Get to play and have fun June through August.
Get to act squirrelly without strange looks.
Have a chauffeur drive you everywhere.
Have a private duty nurse tend to your every need while ill.


All housework must be finished.
No pay for no work.
Must decide what is for breakfast, lunch, dinner, tomorrow's meals. And shop for the food. And pay for the food.
Must buy clothes. And wash the clothes. And mend the clothes. And put away the clothes.
Unless job is in education must work through summer months.
If caught acting squirrelly, a breathalyzer test may be given.
Must be the chauffeur. And buy the gas. And buy the car. And buy the insurance.
Must be private duty nurse even when ill yourself.

Which sounds like more fun to you?

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Six Word Saturday - 8/22/09

Six Word Saturday - 8/22/09

Fresh bread with dinner is Nummy.

Thanks Beth for the post about the book "Artisan Bread in 5 Minutes a Day", I have been a baking fool.

Friday, August 21, 2009

Carry on Tuesday Week of 8/18/09

Carry on Tuesday 8/18/09

"When a journey begins badly it rarely ends well."

The year was 1976. The month was February. The location was Jacksonville, NC. The occasion was a going away party for me, I was going home to Minnesota while my boyfriend went on an overseas tour with the Marine Corps.

The guys decided that my leaving was reason for a party. Not that any reason was ever needed for a party. There were about 20 people at the party. Nineteen Marines and myself.

I lived with four of these Marines so after the party, when the others had left, we decided to drive into the town proper to get some carry out food. We should have known better, but we were hungry and had the munchies.

As we were driving down the main highway to get to the string of fast food places the driver of our car missed a red light. He sailed right through. We all yelled, "Wood!" He just said, "OOPS!" Which cracked us all up. We were laughing so hard that he started to swerve into the other lane, or at least that was the excuse he gave for swerving.

We neared the next stop light, saw it turn red, and he decided he better stop. Only thing is, it was the middle of the block. We cracked up again. "Wood!" "OOPS!"

We turn into the Hardee's I think it was. Immediately we were surrounded by Jacksonville's finest. Talk about a sobering moment. Their guns were drawn. They pulled us out of the car. They frisked the guys, but not me. They put me back into the car while they decided what to do with all of us.

One of the officers stuck his head into the car and asked me if I had been drinking that night. I told him only a couple. (Isn't that always the response when asked by law enforcement if you have been drinking? "Yes sir, but only a couple.")
The officers decided that they would take us all to the town jail. That I should drive the car over since I was the most sober.

I followed the police and my dear friends with my heart in my throat to the station. The guys were booked but because there wasn't a female officer on duty they could not process me. I was handcuffed to a bench in the lobby. Hours and hours later the guys came out.

We were being released. But only because they could not find a female officer to come in and take care of me.

The journey began badly with the idea of driving so far after imbibing as much as we had, missing a red light, swerving into a different lane, and stopping in the middle of the block.

The journey did not end well because I missed my flight home. The tickets were non-refundable. We didn't have much money. I had to take the Greyhound Bus from Jacksonville NC to Minneapolis MN. I had $2.00 in my pocket when I left Jacksonville. Four days later I arrived in Minneapolis.

The journey did not end well. It was a horrible bus ride. Not one I would recommend.

ABC WEDNESDAY ROUND 5 : E Week of 8/19/09

ABC Wednesday Round 5 Week of 8/19/09

E is for


Endearing: producing feelings of fondness or affection.

These are my kitties. They always endear themselves to me. I hope they do to you too.

Thanks to my son for showing my how to add photos.

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Six Word Saturday - 9/15/09

Little kittens have very sharp claws.

Yes they do, and my arms show the proof of this statement. They are covered with scratches and bloody marks.

Monday, August 10, 2009

Heads or Tails Tuesday - 102 Note - 8/10/09

Heads or Tails this week is Hot with Notes as the topic.

I never used to write notes to myself. It always sounded so very, very silly. However, the older I get the more necessary they have become.

I have notes to tell me what to buy at the store. I have notes to tell me who I am supposed to call on any given day. I have notes that tell me what to pack when I am going away. I have notes to tell me what I am going to accomplish that day. I have notes telling me to remember to read my notes.

I think the next note I need is a note to tell me where all of my other notes are.

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Sunday Scribblings #175 NEW 8-9-09

Sunday Scribblings this week has a topic of NEW.

I didn't know what I was going to have to say about new.
I had already written about new eyesight. I don't have or need a new car. No new furniture. No new children or grandchildren.
I thought maybe I would need to pass this week. And then it came to me.

My blog is new. Well, actually not the blog itself but the look of it.
If you have been there before you know it was boring to look at. No fun, nothing of interest to see. Not so now.
Many people sent me instructions (when I asked) on how to make my blog more attractive. I just could not follow or understand what it all meant.
I have Beth at C.Beth.Blog to thank for my new look. As busy as this wonderful woman is she found time to fix me up and make me better. Visit her blog and see for yourself what a talent this woman is.
Yes, new is my blog.

ABC Wednesday - C is for... Week of 8-4-09

C is of course for Christmas.

Christmas for my mom was always a big deal. She went all out. I don't know where the money came from but she didn't know the meaning of budget at Christmastime. Everyone in the entire family received multiple gifts from her.

Mom has been gone since 1991, and Christmas has never been the same. She got so much joy out of giving. She would wrap each gift differently. No two were alike. She spent many days wrapping to make certain they were all different.

Whenever the family get together now one of the memories that is always talked about is my mom and Christmas. I think it is a pretty good legacy to leave behind.