Saturday, September 22, 2012


Highs and Lows


Life is full of highs and lows, and often back to back. This week on Monday, we rejoiced with the addition of a beautiful new grandbaby. Last night, we got that call no one wants to get. “Dad, I’ve had a car accident.”

Our youngest crashed his new car. But any crash you walk away from is a good one, and cars are only things. 2008 he did not walk away from a crash, was cut out of his car with the jaws of life, medivacced to UCLA trauma, and spent months healing.

Last night gave me flashbacks, and I am sorry his little black KIA will have to be reconstructed some, but I am also thanking God that he is uninjured and that my stomach is almost back to normal.

Sometimes, I think I was not cut out for the real world.

My Fly By


Heard the news? The Space Shuttle Endeavor is doing a fly by tomorrow. I’m kind of excited; though, I have to tell you, in my neck of the woods, my fly bys get excited coverage every single day!

The Real Fly By . . . Endeavor!

Though my hummers were not impressed, the school children certainly were. I thought I had missed my chance to see Endeavor’s last piggy back flight, but it had been delayed one hour. So all I had was my point and shoot Kodak.

Here are the kids waiting. We did not know where exactly it would appear and whether it would be in a place for us to see, but here it comes just north of campus.

It flew right over the school–front row seating! We all cheered, except me. I don’t cheer well when I’m choked up. A bit of history flying by!

Wednesday, September 19, 2012


I am the big sister . . .

                                                          (Picture by proud daddy)


I am the big sister,
and I have been receiving propaganda for what seems like a huge part of my life:
months of talk about sharing and cooperation.
What in the world is that! I am queen of the kid room, am I not?
So there’s to be this new little thing that will
wear my clothes,
sleep in my crib,
play with my toys . . .
and KISS MY DADDY!
No one asked for my vote.
No one asked if I wanted change and progress–Forward!
Oops, sorry. That is just something I heard on TV.
But holding this thing that somehow escaped Mommy’s tummy,
I’m rethinking my aversion to a live doll.
Her middle name is Sarahn, which is Mongolian for moonlight.
So I’ve got to thinking: If she is the reflected moon’s light, then I get to be the SUN!!!!
I am big sister, and my middle Mongolian name is smile. :-)

The Most Important Post of the Day!!!

Telling the world: Grandbaby #2 has arrived safe and sound! The world needed another beautiful baby girl! :-)

Thursday, September 13, 2012


My Birthday Orchid


I was just as pleased to visit the orchid place and snap away, snap away. But hubby decided I should have one for my very own. Funny, if I care for it according to the directions, the owner said it could outlive me. I asked him if he was a prophet.


So happy birthday to me today. It now has 10 blossoms to bless me with.

Wednesday, September 12, 2012


Still Humming Along


I must tell you my nose is a bit out of joint.
                   Nose? Do you mean beak?
Don’t get all anatomical on me here. I’m serious!
                 Oh, sorry. Go on.

Well, it just seems like you have not been paying as much attention to us lately. With all those stupid storm clouds and sunsets, you have completely neglected your responsibility to our egos and our adoring fans. I mean, after all, sunsets don’t give you love.

                     Hmm, I never thought of it like that. I truly am sorry.
                    I never meant to offend your extremely erratic beating heart. I mean
                   after all, I still feed you.

Oh, are you the one that fills the fake flower thingy. I never noticed.

                           Thanks a lot! I think we need to re-examine our relationship here.

You first. I’ll be back when it’s convenient. Big hug!!!


Love you, too!