It's funny how dreams change.
Once I thought all my dreams would come true if I became thin.
I became thin twice and they didn't pan out; I think that's why I'm having such a hard time losing weight now.
A few years ago my dream was to have two daughters-in-law who would be my pals. Actually now, one of them is; the other one resents not only me but almost everything else. Then I dreamt of having a granddaughter who would be my close side-by-side angel and I get this wild little elf/gnome that only wants to wrestle and fight and romp with her grandfather or maybe destroy her room or even leave dirty words on a stranger's answering machine. Still, I have hope for this one because she IS learning to see what she can get out of different people. Maybe some time in the future she'll think of something to use me for and I can sneak a little affection from her.
And I dream.......now of a gondola ride in Venice or watching the changing of the guard in London.......or having one of those pictures made of me tilting sideways on a parallel with the Leaning Tower.....or seeing the Dome of the Rock before it gets torn down......or seeing a zebra in the wild....but may as well look forward to watching Gary eat a steak at the Peddler in Gatlinburg.
I'd love to see my grandchildren enjoy Disney World but the very thought makes my joints ache. I saw my own children and am thankful for that.
I dream of going to Heaven but that one's a sure thing, eventually.
Saturday, January 20, 2007
Monday, January 8, 2007
Interests
My interests are travel, quilting, read about travel, grandkids, travel with the grandkids, cyber journeys, and going places.
My husband's interests are church,polled herefords, Alabama football, TV watching (Cops and Andy Griffith), and watching James Spann.
My house is a mess and my thighs are too fat. This is not a good day to blog-add.
My husband's interests are church,polled herefords, Alabama football, TV watching (Cops and Andy Griffith), and watching James Spann.
My house is a mess and my thighs are too fat. This is not a good day to blog-add.
Friday, January 5, 2007
My Sister Ta
My sister Ta is one of the funniest kids alive.
If you don't know her you should. She wins the Versatility Award when it comes to life. She loves the Lord, she reads about polar bears, she cooks with no germs because she loves her husband, she makes dressing at Thanksgiving, and she's always on the lookout for a good tallywhacker joke. She has the world's best job...at least when looked at by somebody else...and she even bore a Woo.
But these things do not make someone a funny kid. Once she stabbed me with a fork but it was a kid's fork out of a tea set. She taught me to put my arms around my mother's pregnant belly to love her, mother would be still, then she'd mash Junior and run before the slap came.
Once, before my 2nd hip replacement when I was hurting and the doc wouldn't give me anything for pain, she gave me some Lortabs which I will never forget. Another time we were on the phone and the lines got crossed with somebody else. They stopped their conversation to listen to us and I told her someone was hearing us. She said, "Well if they are, here's something for them: F**K " and she yelled it real loud. It was a crack-up moment because that's not even one of her words!
She got the looks in our family. She's the thin one. She's the groomed one. She wears good clothes and remembers birthdays and anniversaries.
And I would truly die for this funny kid Ta.
If you don't know her you should. She wins the Versatility Award when it comes to life. She loves the Lord, she reads about polar bears, she cooks with no germs because she loves her husband, she makes dressing at Thanksgiving, and she's always on the lookout for a good tallywhacker joke. She has the world's best job...at least when looked at by somebody else...and she even bore a Woo.
But these things do not make someone a funny kid. Once she stabbed me with a fork but it was a kid's fork out of a tea set. She taught me to put my arms around my mother's pregnant belly to love her, mother would be still, then she'd mash Junior and run before the slap came.
Once, before my 2nd hip replacement when I was hurting and the doc wouldn't give me anything for pain, she gave me some Lortabs which I will never forget. Another time we were on the phone and the lines got crossed with somebody else. They stopped their conversation to listen to us and I told her someone was hearing us. She said, "Well if they are, here's something for them: F**K " and she yelled it real loud. It was a crack-up moment because that's not even one of her words!
She got the looks in our family. She's the thin one. She's the groomed one. She wears good clothes and remembers birthdays and anniversaries.
And I would truly die for this funny kid Ta.
Monday, January 1, 2007
Quick Family Update for 2007
This morning, after working in the New Year all night, I came home to find the cows in the newer part of the pasture. The bull was sniffing the backside of a young he-calf so I hope he hasn't gone queer in 2007. They had ventured into the kudzoo patch, standing there skeptical about why they had even been allowed into this fruitless deadfall area. All were present except Panic who probably had flashbacks of loading chutes when they started through the narrow slit leading there.
What a life when I choose to write about cows sniffing each other's butts! I should be writing about working all night and coming home crawling into bed and making passionate love with my man. But somehow that doesn't ring true for January 1, 2007. He's more concerned with Alabama's coaching status and Toprol and Norvasc and Glucophage and Minipress and Librax.
Haley has learned to dial our phone number now so we get a lot of calls. Hayden loves tractors. Mother is excited about George Jones in July. Luke had some worries about his body recently with his latest strep visit. Amanda is starting school soon. Jamby answers 911 calls with one hand and I-won't-say-what with the other. Jennifer didn't come for Christmas. My brother Joe gave me some Sherlock Holmes CD's to listen to driving home and the narrator keeps mentioning the work "ejaculate" in a context I don't understand so I've gotta hit the online dictionary. And Terri needs a baby.
New Years' Resolution: to be a better WMU director.
What a life when I choose to write about cows sniffing each other's butts! I should be writing about working all night and coming home crawling into bed and making passionate love with my man. But somehow that doesn't ring true for January 1, 2007. He's more concerned with Alabama's coaching status and Toprol and Norvasc and Glucophage and Minipress and Librax.
Haley has learned to dial our phone number now so we get a lot of calls. Hayden loves tractors. Mother is excited about George Jones in July. Luke had some worries about his body recently with his latest strep visit. Amanda is starting school soon. Jamby answers 911 calls with one hand and I-won't-say-what with the other. Jennifer didn't come for Christmas. My brother Joe gave me some Sherlock Holmes CD's to listen to driving home and the narrator keeps mentioning the work "ejaculate" in a context I don't understand so I've gotta hit the online dictionary. And Terri needs a baby.
New Years' Resolution: to be a better WMU director.
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