Circle of life...kiss my butt

The fact that I used butt instead of ass, means I'm calming down just a little bit. I get the whole idea of the "circle of life". I understand it, but that doesn't mean I have to like it. Not one bit. I know animals live and die just like people. I know this and I try not to get too attached. Really I do. But, I'm not successful at everything I try. Today, I came home and three of my six little ducklings have gone to the great blue yonder. I thought they were safe-they'd made it with me a whole month. I watched them swim. Made sure their shelter was secure. They had plenty to eat and drink. Their little white feathers were starting to show. Maybe it got a little cold last night(my neighbor was sunbathing this afternoon). Maybe I didn't talk to them enough? I really don't know what happened and I plan to eat chocolate for dinner.
Meanwhile, here's a picture of one this weekend.

The Magic Word

My kids grew up knowing the magic word. "Please" could get them iced sugar cookies from Community Bakery, Pizza, and snow cones. It even worked to get later bed times. Now I'm older and wiser and my views have changed. Don't get me wrong, I love well-mannered children. It gives me a thrill to listen to Hopper talk. I was washing dishes and felt someone tug on my leg. Xander was giving me the motion for up-you know outstretched arms raised as high as they would go. I told him to hang on just a minute, I had one more glass to rinse. As I was finishing the last glass, he tugged a little harder, looked straight at me, and said "Granny". Forget Please, I've waited an eternity for someone to call me Granny. I would have given him the moon, but he just wanted to be held.
His mom has her two grandmas and his dad has his. Add to that his mom's mother and his dad's mom and me-there are six of us. There's Grandma this and Grandma that, there's nana and memaw. But Granny does it for me.

A thousand miles

Not so long ago, I was talking to my son Paul on the phone. Out of nowhere, I realized  I missed him very, very much. So much so-there was a physical ache in my heart. Hearing his voice no longer filled the gap, and I asked him to meet me for breakfast when he got off work.  He agreed and we had a lovely breakfast together. His smile still makes me smile. What is it with him? I can't look at his smiling face and not smile myself. His laughter rings deep and true. His deep voice is as nice in person as it is on the phone, but somewhere in the back of my mind I can still hear his little boy voice. I miss my little boy, but I love the man he has become. Even after working a twelve hour shift, he still looks good and healthy and happy. We were joking around and he asked me when I was supposed to meet my sister. I told him that I didn't know, she was unaware I was in town, and I hadn't called her just yet. He was still laughing and asked me "Mom, did you just drive 3 hours to eat breakfast with me?" And we both had a good laugh. He knew the answer. I didn't tell him, I'd probably drive a thousand miles to know that he's alright, to feel his strong arms wrap me in a hug, and to have him endure a kiss from his mother in public. It's so nice that he doesn't wipe it off anymore.

‪your history lesson for today‬

Twenty-six year old Lane Frost was killed by a bull in Cheyenne during Frontier Days, after he finished riding a bull called "Taking Care of Business". His score was in the 90's and was enough to put him in third place even after his accident. After, he got up the bull gored him and Lane fell piercing his heart with broken ribs. He died in 1989. As a result of his injury, protective vests have been available for bull riders.  His story was featured in a movie called "8 seconds" featuring Luke Perry and this song is by Aaron Watson who is out touring with Alan Jackson (feel free to send me any spare tickets). His tombstone reads "Lane wasn't perfect, but he knew Jesus".

A special boy with a special bear

Can you handle the cuteness in this picture? Xander is adorable. I hope his parents don't get mad at me calling him a beautiful boy, but that's what he is. This yellow teddy bear has seen it's better days and lots of loving. Xander's daddy loved on it when he was that age. His grandma (Dwight's mom) had given it to him. Now Xander has it and loves it.

Carrie Underwood with Vince Gill How Great thou Art - 720P HD - Standing...

This has been facebook and utube for a long time now, but every time someone posts it-I listen to it again. I love Carrie's voice, but it's Vince Gill on the guitar that gets me every time. The standing ovation was richly deserved.

49? shut your mouth

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