Flaming June's Love

I was wandering about Barnes and Noble last year at about this time and found the book by Tim Russert, Wisdom of Our Fathers. I purchased it and have enjoyed it periodically throughout the year. When sadly he passed away suddenly around Easter I was so happy I had gotten the book prior to the loss and felt almost "extra wise" for finding it when I had. The book is a collection of stories sent to Tim about peoples fathers and the stories that sustain them after death, illness, separation. I go back to some of the same stories because they bring me some peace. Others feel the same and that is a comfort I guess. One story in particular hits home with me when I read it and does bring a chuckle along with a few tears. It is the recollection of a family or moreso the daughter after caring for the dad for many years and he wasnt able to go anywhere she would return home in the afternoon and recount her travels and the people she saw and really what she learned that day. The j...

Puddles and a tree that I have watched change from bare in the winter to spring sprouts, summer leaves of green and now I see the beginning of fall. I think I love this tree.

This boy and I went to the park at about 5 this afternoon. It rained a bit here today and poured last night so puddles were an idea but not a true threat!!! As you cans ee my boy found all the puddles and the "biggaaabeooyssz" that were playing basketball loved watching him and laughed as he stomped, splashed, and ran through every puddle in the park. He kept telling me to sit down mommy in the chair so I think he thought I was going to stop him but you know what, I wasnt going to stop him I loved him pouncing and splashing and happy. When we got home he snuggled up with Daddy and I got a few pics of the two of them. Jack is a beautiful child I know. My girls are welln well they are good, Missi has a terrible cold and ALlie is hanging with her bud Jackie tonight. She called the other night and sounded a little sad asking for lasagna, "like the old" days. So I made her a tray and she ate it up/. I love that kid. Andy is out tonight and I am glad. He is cu...

First off if you didnt know Eric Clapton is my all time favorite GUY. I love his music, I love his life story, his courage, what he represents to so many... Just an all around normal, yet amazing guy. I found this clip of a blues festival put together by Eric to benefit his addictions center. Love him and all of it. This clip is awesome if you have the ten or so minutes to give it. Just plop yourself in the middle of this event and escape for a few minutes like I did. The next thing I got for you guys is a message from my Dad. Yeah here is the story. We were sitting on the back deck at the mountain house and as we were just chattin away a huge feather fell and landed right in my chair. I had just gotten up to check on Jack and felt something brush my shoulder but I thought it was a bug. I went to sit back down and there it was. OK so how is this message from my Dad. Hmmm.... Because I want it to be... What does it mean? Anything I want. We went to a clairvoyant a day later ...

I have so many things going in right now but I dont feel motivated to write. I am uninspired. I can write and ramble about the day to day shtick. But the inside stuff is just a jumbled mess lately. My boy is a challenge. Can I say that out loud without sounding like a horrible mom. He is a challenge and pushes my limits of understanding. I can love someone that drives me to the point of distraction? right? He is beautiful and sweet but he has his moments when he ust doesnt hear, listen, comprehend what I am saying. He is in Jack world and it takes more than a bit to get inside his world. His teacher reports to me that he is very smart and he is doing his "work" exceptionally well. His temper tantrums can be more than difficult. Yeah I know I have my moments as well. I am finding that if I ust move him from the area and talk to him for a minute he seems to calm down. But then hter are times when he just screams. loud, shrieking, shrill, bone rattling, teeth grindin...

I dont have an answer to that one quite yet. I seem to have to have motivation to write or a topic. My days seem so... the same and boring. Jack started his new school on Tuesday and got onto the bus and gave high fives all around the bus. Interestingly enough none of the other children talk soooooo he was quite the brilliant one that morning. No doubt I feel that way everyday but he was so cute. He was kind enough to say Hi beeoooyzz as he got on board and said it quite a few times. Hi beeoooyzzz, hi beeeoooyzzz. then grabbed the hand of the boy next to him and said to him Beeooy. beeooyyy. I had a small chuckle to see that the child was smiling at Jack and holding his hand yet not answering him. Amy called later that evening to let me know that our child was an angel and chatted and worked hard at school that day and he was wonderful. I know that he will be fine and that the day will come sooner than later that he has many words. Many sentences and just as many opinions....