Friends

The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing... not healing... not curing... that is a friend who cares. ~Henri Nouwen

Think Pink

In honor of Breast Cancer Awareness Month, and to celebrate several women I know who have fought their battle and won (or are still fighting and about to win!), I'm going PINK with the blog this month.

Attitude is a little thing that makes a big difference. ~Winston Churchill

My baby's 14!

I'm sitting here wondering how the heck this happened. How did my little pumpy umpy umpkin get this old, this quickly?

We checked him out of school early and carried him to the mall, Gamestop (to spend birthday money) and his choice of where to eat....which was Quiznos. Which was fine because we ALL love Quiznos.

I totally bloglifted an idea from my friend, Sophia, and had a birthday interview with K. She does this every year with each of her children. Like so many things, wish I'd started it years ago.

If you could have one super-power, what would it be? Flying. Or telekinesis.

What was the last chore you did? I put my clothes in the hamper.

What is your favorite song?  Where Dem Girls At (Lordy!)  

What do you like to eat for lunch at school?  Quesidillas.

What's the nicest thing you've done for someone in your family lately?  Gave you a hug.

What makes you mad?   Having a lot of homework.

Where would you like to go on vacation next year?  Ummm, I dunno.

Who's the smartest person in your family?  Me!

How are you like Mom?  We both like to play games and we both like to make things. 

How are you like Dad?  We both like hunting and fishing and being outdoors. 

What's one thing that Mom always says to you? "Do you have homework tonight?" after I've already told you 50 million times I don't.

What's one thing that you and Dad do together that you'll always remember?  Ride 4wheelers.

If you had a million dollars, what's the first thing you'd buy?  A Soul car. Purple or green.

How do you know that Mom and Dad love you?  Y'all tell me everyday.

What's your favorite cereal? Captain Crunch Peanut Butter

What's your favorite TV show?  Adventure Time

What's your favorite vegetable?  Broccoli

What toy would you never give away? My duck (he still sleeps with it) and my Halo legos. Oh, and my lightsaber.

What's your favorite movie?  Um, Rio I guess.

What food would you eat every day if you could?   Pizza

What's the most embarrassing thing you've ever done? Dumped a bottle of fish food in that teacher's aquarium. (I was subbing, he fed the fish for me...*I* was pretty embarrassed by that one too!)

Is your room messy or clean?   Pretty messy but you know this cast is preventing me from cleaning.

If you could eat at any restaurant for the rest of your life, where would it be?  The Chinese buffet place.

What's your favorite candy bar? Twix.

What's your nickname? Tootie...y'all haven't called me that in a long time though.

What's the best age to be? 14 because I can get my motorcycle license.

What's under your bed?   Probably some dust bunnies.

What's your favorite holiday? Halloween and Christmas.

What do you know at age 14?  I know a lot about computers. I have good friends who aren't bullies. A cast starts stinking after you've had it on for a couple of weeks.

Happy Birthday Tootie!

Green cast!

We saw the bone & joint guy today. The ankle is broken in K's growth plate & up the...ummm, shin I guess? But, he says as far as breaks go, his is perfect. No setting it, no surgery, etc. Whew! He chose neon green for the wrap color. At least we'll never lose him! Will get pics soon!

BIL & his family are headed here for the funeral (they live about 26 hrs away). They'll be staying in our travel trailer so, if I'm scarce for awhile, I'm busy.

Fractured Friday

Yesterday evening, the youngest was playing in the yard w/ his bulldog. The weather has cooled off quite a bit & this dog goes loopy when the weather is cool. He (the dog) was running wide open, all willy nilly around the yard. He turned and headed towards K. K started running too and somehow, they collided and K landed w/ his ankle twisted.

It swelled a bit and we put ice on it. It hurt for him to put pressure on it. We assumed a sprain or pulled muscle but decided to go to bed and check it in the morning as opposed to spending the night in the ER. It was still swollen this morning so we headed to the ER. X-rays show a break. :( They put a temp cast on & we have to see the bone & joint dr. Monday morning.

When we got home, DH got a call from his niece that her sister had died. We're stunned. We've not seen her in several years but it's still a shock.

She was such a smart, beautiful girl...well, I guess woman now. She's 28. I still picture that skinny little 8 year old snaggle-tooth girl with big blue eyes & a giving spirit that never ceased to amaze me. Jes, you will be missed!

Three Word Thursday!

 Feels like fall!

Year of the cicada...

The nymphs have awakened from their slumber

Just as Mother Nature decreed.

Their years of sleep have prepared them for

the call that they must heed.

They cast off the shells of their previous life

And take flight on gossamer wings.

They journey to a secret place--

An ancient song they sing.

The trees and meadows all spring to life

With this unlikely symphony.

The melody fills the summer air

And is carried away by a breeze.

Their accompaniment surrounds them.

The birds chirp gleefully.

Soprano is provided by the mosquitos’ hum--

Bass, by the buzzing bees.

The lyrics are sung in a forgotten tongue,

One that was never known by man.

They offer a story of promise and hope

“What once was will be again.”

A few days ago, it dawned on me that I haven't written a poem in quite some time. I recently heard from a couple of old friends from a now defunct forum I belonged to (waves @ Penny & Lynn) which stirred up some old memories....one of them being my penchant for breaking out in rhyme at any given moment. I am much more Seuss-y than Dickinson but putting words together has always been a great love of mine. Not sure why I stopped. I guess my interests turned to other things and folks quit requesting them.

We've been invaded by cicadas. From what I've read, this is a 13 year group. They are not much to look at and the shells they leave behind kinda freak me out but the singing! I could listen to them all day. They get on my hubby's nerves though. He thinks they sound like a bunch of weedeaters running all at once.

Somehow, these homely critters have become the muse for my first poem (if you can call it that) in years. They've also intrigued me enough to go stomping around in my yard looking for some to photograph.

Just an example of their "hulls"....*shudder*.

They do have pretty wings.


You can see his hull behind him.