Flaming June's Love

The other day Jack and I went to the flower store. We chose red, yellow, purple, and white mums. A few pumpkins, a few scarecrows and the yard looks really autumnal. OK to the story. I let Jack play in the car while I emptied the car. He cant get in to too much trouble in a turned off car RIGHT? Well all looked well when he got out of the car. We planted our flowers and decorated and kept moving. The next morning I was in the car at 730 started the car for work and saw a slow ppppfffftsht. on the dashboard. hmm. The radio was out, the dash lights, the side view mirrors didnt work either. OK obviously a blown fuse. At this point Jack and Andy were on their way into Andys truck to go to school and work. It was then that I remembered Hmm who was in the car last? JACK. I searched the dash and it hit me. Pennies. I looked a little closer and there was Abe Lincoln head up facing out perfectly from the hole of the lighter. He had pushed pennies into the lighter hole, perfectly lined up, and...

Just spit it out... really spit IT OUT! Allie was a junior in HS. She was taking a test and had her new fancy pen hanging from the corner of her mouth. She had wanted a pen with "whiteout" in the cap. So when she needed to whiteout any of her work, whola!! She could WHITE IT OUT! Well anyway , she was taking her test chewing ont he end of her pen, yup the whiteout side. The cap cracked and the whoteout exploded in her mouth. The whole amount in her mouth. So what does an intelligent, child of a nurse do? hmm. quickly run to the garbage can and spit out the toxic glue/paint product? No, she swallowed it. She swallowed it. All of it. Then sat there with her esophagus burning. Why? Because she didnt want people to see her with a mouthful of whiteout, then spit it out IN FRONT OF PEOPLE!!! "I couldn't Mom, They would all laugh at me and it would be everywhere, so I swallowed it. Five minutes into the test she realized she was feeling sick and went to the nurse. Who...

Now the parking lot is empty Everyone's gone someplace I pick you up and in the trunk I've packed A cooler and a two-day suitcase Cause there's a place we like to drive Way out in the country Five miles out of the city limit we're singing And your hand's upon my knee So we're okay, we're fine Baby I'm here to stop your crying Chase all the ghosts from your head I'm stronger than the monster beneath your bed Smarter than the tricks played on your heart We'll look at them together then we'll take them apart Adding up the total of a love that's true Multiply life by the power of two You know the things I'm afraid of I'm not afraid to tell And if we ever leave a legacy It's that we loved each other well Cause I've seen the shadows of so many people Trying on the treasures of youth But a road that's fancy and fast ends in a fatal crash And I'm glad we got off to tell you the truth Cause we're okay, we're fine Ba...

OK so the post with the song and lyrics about my father chair, yeah sad shit I know. But honestly I feel pretty good today. I woke with the lingering vision of him from a last minute dream I had. He was wearing his worn out blue jeans, red suspenders a blue plaid shirt and his old dirty work boots. He was wearing a babseball cap and he was normal and happy. We were out the mountain and he was sitting on the swing in the back of the house. I dont recall a conversation, just a feeling that all was well. So I woke with a picture of him in my mind when everything was fine. I am getting better I think. That is not to say I am not missing him or the life we had of "nothing bad ever happens to us", but I am able to have happy thoughts and memories. Took Jack to church this morning. We have been going on Sunday mornings for a number of reasons. First he has to go during school and he was very misbehaved the last time.. Sister requested he not attend church with thte class ...

My father's chair's still standing there All alone since the long night Now it's three years on and I still feel He'll come home, we'll be alright So where's this healing time brings I was told the pain would ease But it still hurts like the first night That night my brother, my mother and I Were looking up at a distant star And wishing we could reach that far And back in the house And alone for the first time We told each other we cared We avoided my father's chair I watch my family, we hold on We are strong and we'll be alright The clock continues counting down, All the while And every child will share the long night But do the spirits meet again Why am I still so filled with doubt Is my soul everlasting And the far distant future When I knew you'd be gone Came too fast and stays too long Why do they leave the weak of spirit And take the strong But wherein the world turns sour And I get sick from the smell And I can't find no comfort there I cl...

OK a few memories to round out my day. Rain- I close my eyes and listen to it and I am back out the mountain listening to rain hit the tin roof. It was gentle, soothing, and at times deafening. It was sweet and I dont know anywhere else we will ever hear rain THAT way. The smell of rain, I can close my eyes and smell rain and it brings me back to my childhood in NJ. I had my bed right next to the wall and I could curl around my bed so that my head was right under the open window. As it rained it would mist through the screen and land on my face. The smell was always a mix of fresh rain and aluminum. Yes aluminum. The smell of the wet screen, just the thought of that smell brings me comfort. The sound of thunder. It can bring me to the farm living with Tim and the girls. we would sit in the family room with the back door open and listen to the thunder almost surround the farm. Thunder out the mountain with my Pop on the porch. We would watch and wait for the storm to arrive an...

I wish I had the passion for the whole Blog thing again. I dont what happened but it is gone. I think of things to write about and then lose the umphh to get it going. Here are a few of the ideas Ive had but cant seem to get them off the ground. 1. My obsession with what I wore to every occasion demanding to dress "up" I want to list the even and then recite the dress that I wore to each event, (exciting huh?) 2. If I had a million dollars what would I buy? 3. The thing that made me laugh the hardest this week was? 4. The reason I wanted to take the bridge this week was? 5. I think fresh air is the greatest invention since... fresh air. 6. When someone tells you "You wont beleive this?" and you guess it before they start talking. 7. When I am lecturing and people whisper or talk to themselves, pick their nose, scratch their private areas, HELLO IM IN THE FRONT OF THE ROOM I SEE EVERYTHING YOU BUTTHEAD! 8. How when I see movies like, Blues broth...