Bucket List

If you haven't seen the movie called "The Bucket List". I strongly recommend it. One of the reasons I went to see the movie was because so many different people recommended it-didn't matter about age, race, sex-everyone pretty much recommended this movie. It explores life and how to live it. Gives you plenty to think about. The main characters make a list of things to do before they kick the bucket-so do you have a bucket list? Things that you really want to do before you die? Mine keeps changing as I cross things off but today ...
1. take a cruise
2. see all three of my kids in college
3. take a hot air balloon ride
4. see the Grand Canyon
5.Have my passport stamped several times

Salem

Salem was Lauren's cat. She got him from a friend when he was very small and wild. It took about a week of him being locked in her room for him to come around. Come around he did. He followed Lauren every where and played for hours with the dog. The dog would chase the cat and the cat would chase the dog. Sometimes, for no reason at all, the cat would jump on the dog. Unfortunately, someone shot the cat last night. I wished the coward could have aimed a little better-the cat wondered home and suffered. Lauren suffered too. Paul, the man of the house, didn't look real chipper dealing with the whole situation either. I don't understand being mean to animals.

Natural Highs

A friend of mine sent me an email today that listed 44 natural highs-they were really good, but every person has their own-so I'll send you mine and you send me yours. By the way, I like the number 13 better than 44.
1. A hot bath
2. listening to the rain fall while you're in bed
3. carrot cake with cream cheese icing
4. a cup of coffee with a friend
5. someone giving you flowers-especially hand picked
6.laughing with someone you love over a really stupid joke
7.watching your children grow
8.singing songs with a good buddy at the top of your lungs-"Honey, turn the lights down low...."
9.watching falling stars
10. slow dancing anywhere to any song, but Percy Sledge's "When a man loves a woman" is the ultimate
11. having my dog jump into my arms, just because I'm home
12. breakfast in bed-sorry, but it gets me every time
13.watching the sun come up over the Arkansas River

Mr. Straight get busy

George Strait sings a song that says he saw God today and what a miracle his baby girl is. I have some news for him. Every baby girl is a miracle. Then somebody sings about how he loved his little girl first and she'll always be his number one. Another song laments a daddy losing his "Cinderella". I love little girls-I have/had two-they're grown now. But where are the songs about boys?
We need one about how it feels to watch your son step foward and open your door without any prompting. We need one to say how proud a parent feels when your son works a forty hour week because his bosses call him because he's one of the best workers. How it feels to watch your son change his own oil on his vehicle(his jeep is in better shape than when he bought it). How about bringing home grades that are over the top-I don't think I could have made the grades he in the classes he has taken even without the after school job. How about when he goes to church with his friends on a Sunday morning(you know every Saturday is a late night when you're 17 or 18)?
Mr. Strait, people need a song about how it feels to watch your son grow from a cute, funny boy into a wonderful considerate man. If you need a name-Paul come to mind.

Peaceful Weekend

This weekend

I saw a pair of Monarch butterflies dancing
a Canadian goose swimming so close to me that I could touch him
an alligator snapping turtle
and a coyote so close that he stared at me as long as I stared at him.

I heard a bullfrog call very loudly
a rooster crow to start the day
and a mother/daughter duet that really rocked(o.k.they really sang "Momma he's
Crazy"-but you get the idea)

I felt the wind going through my hair and the sun on my face and I felt truly at peace. Thanks for a great weekend.

The box

Me: Sir, may I help you.

Sir: I need to get my package. It's a box.

Me: ok-let me get your address and I'll be right back.

Sir gives me address. Then I proceed to locate package.

Sir: Wait-it's a box. It's square.

Me: Thanks for the info. I'll be right back.

Just wondering when did boxes become anything other than square or rectangular?

P.S. It was brown too, but he didn't tell me that.

Go Belles!!!!

You can learn a lot at High School softball game. If you really think someone is better than you-you've already given her an edge. You should never ever give up. When you least expect it, a double play can literally fall into your lap. For example, the pitcher (my wonderful daughter) caught one air ball as it bounced off her leg and then threw someone out at second base. Wonderful to see all of her hard work and training being paid off. Then, these two guys were sitting next to me and one asked-"Hey, what would you do if your girlfriend hit one out of the park?"The boyfriend just kinda snickered. That girlfriend hit one over 200 feet-over the fence and out of the ballpark. Sometimes wonderful things just happen for reasons no one can explain, but just in case-I'm trying to talk Lauren's boyfriend into coming to the next game. I wished MSM would have won, but it was good game to watch. Sometimes you won't win, but you gotta play your best.