Thursday, August 16, 2018

Learning an adventure in gardening

Did you know that Sweet Potatoes have a flower?
It's purple and looks like this:


We planted ours in rocky soil and added lots of grass cuttings around them to keep down weeds down and the rain uncovered the first one. Not bad for the first one.
I should mention that Dwight started all of the plants from cuttings way back in January. 

Wednesday, July 25, 2018

The apple doesn't fall far from the tree

Tonight, I learned something about myself. I thought when my kids got older my feelings would change. Well, they have gotten older. I guess that means I have too and a lot of things and feelings have changed. I remember feeling hurt and sad when ever they did. Once upon a time, all it took was a kiss to make the boo boo go away. My kisses don't work the way they used too. I can't take the hurt away. Hell, I can't even think of the right words to say. I can't make things right and I can't take away the hurt. It doesn't matter that the child of mine is closer to thirty than three-I still feel the hurt too.
I remember my mom telling me that I would always hurt when my child did. It didn't dawn on me that she was telling me this when I was in my forties and going through a rough time. She was telling me that she was hurting too. I didn't understand then, but now I do.
I also know that she prayed. She prayed ALOT.
I'm not ashamed to admit I hit my knees and prayed more than I have in a long time. Right now, the wound is still fresh but I know things will get better. I know they will.
Chris, Beth, Jody, Paul, Heath, and Lauren if any of you read this remind the others-I love you more than I will ever be able to tell you.

Saturday, July 7, 2018

Not just a rose

This isn't just a rose. My step mom made a cutting from my great grandmother's plant. I don't know how long it took to make the cutting grow, but I'm glad Karon took the time to grow it for me. I've had it for over a year. I usually kill roses, never intentionally but it happens.
I love the way it looks. I had wanted it next to a wagon wheel, but my father in law gave me a wheel from his first car.

Friday, July 6, 2018

Fruits of labor

I haven't blogged as much as I would have liked this Summer. Early morning usually finds me watering or picking weeds in the garden.

We have jalapeno , bell, and roasting peppers.
 My husband put up coral panels for my gourds.


This year we planted butternut squash for the first time.
 Of course, no garden is complete without tomatoes:
 There's some sugar baby watermelons too.
 Hard to believe the one above started out just this small.
 And here you can see I really need to be out there weeding again, but it's a little too warm and the bees are busy with anything blooming.

Monday, July 2, 2018

Seester time

This weekend found me just a little bit out of Dallas in Grapevine, Tx with my sisters. We met at the Gaylord Inn and did what sisters do. We talked almost nonstop. We laughed. Drank a little.  Took pictures. Laughed some more. Ate, swam, and shopped and made memories. 

Monday, June 25, 2018

Being loved

Josh Billings is attributed with writing " A dog is the only creature on earth that loves you more than he loves himself."
For some people, I can see reason to doubt this-I mean the dog doesn't actually talk.But you have to listen closely, and open your eyes.
This weekend, I got into a kayak for the first time. I was very wobbly and it took me a little while to get used to it. I was in the pond at our house and paddled the length of the pond over and over-trying to get used to it. Oscar followed me close by-as long as I was close to the shore he ran right beside me watching intently. I got a little more sure of myself and ventured to the middle of the pond about the time the wind picked up. Apparently this looked a little too dangerous to Oscar, he jumped in and swam the length of the pond in deep water to get to me. This is no small feet for something that has legs a maximum of six inches long. He had to be tired from running back and forth already, but that didn't stop him. He wanted to make sure I was alright, and he didn't let anything stop him. He was in deep water, swimming against the wind. I don't think he even thought about his own safety.
Some times he tests my patience when he wants a bite of every single thing I eat and when he refuses to pee in the rain. And when he farts after eating pickles. The way he steals my pillow at night.
But the love in his eyes, his snuggles, and his ability to give a kiss when it's most needed-it's worth it all.

Thursday, June 21, 2018

Doing it right... the Brotherhood

Wow, I can't believe how fast June is speeding by. Just a week ago today, I made my way to Little Rock to celebrate my youngest's graduation from Nursing School in the LPN program. There was a gathering of family and friends. At one point, my ex-husband said a few words and announced it was time to "pin" Lauren. He called all of the nurses up to take part in this "pinning." I might not have used the words that he used or his approach, but calling all of them up to take part was a stroke of genius. As they pinned their daughter, stepdaughter, sister and niece they all had a special look in their eyes. That look was one of love, pride, and acceptance into a brotherhood. Their unspoken words seem to say "You're one of us now". They knew how much hard work it took to earn that pin. They had taken part in the late night study groups and the early morning cram sessions. They did the clinicals and labs. You could see the acceptance into that brotherhood. I know the rest of us were very proud of her too even if we weren't part of that brotherhood of Nurses.
I'll never be part of that group. I don't have what it takes and that's ok. I'll never be a gymnast, a football player, a model, or a butterfly. Again, I don't have what it takes and I'm ok with that, I'll just watch my little one fly. I know she will.
So proud of you my baby girl.