Flaming June's Love

Jo ann and I went for an early morning walk today.  It was a stellar morning and the light just perfect.  I havent been posting alot of pics lately so I am going to fill you up with the visuals fromthsi am. JoAnn and I a have been friends over ten years.  We starting to get to know each other about three years ago.  Her husband died, in her arms, at the age of 50 from a heart attack.  One minute doing dishes together in the kitchen next minute dead on the kitchen floor. Dramatic, but true. We rekindled our friendship one snowy day after Christmas when she showed up at our door, crying, and needing to see me. I hadn't seen she or Bob in a few years, but thought of them often concerning a new recipe, a good laugh, and the idea of a "perfect couple". I went to the door, and Jo was standing there in a snow storm crying and said "Bob is dead, I need to know if he is alright?" "You died when you had your heart attack, didn't you?, please tell me he is al...

I know I know. I have spent alot of YEARS on this blog talking about my Dad.  You have heard it all. Where are you? Do you miss me? Can you see us? Can you hear me talk to you? Did you hear all of us that day, those days? Does any of it matter now?  Does any of it matter.. at all? There are days, moments, more than others that.. HIS life feels CLOSER, than others. Maybe LIFE isnt the right word, but Dads spirit, vibe, being, charm is right next to me. Could it be a memory or a smell that brings him so close to my sense of "DAD".? My son will dance a few steps, tap his foot and rub his belly, look at me... then smile. Not to subtract from Jack , but is that you Dad?  Can jacks mannerisms that so bring you back to me, be you reminding me to remember you? While Tim and I sat in the audience last week while Alllie was nominated and received the honor of student  ambassador, Could you hear me?  I was talking to you, in my head, like a prayer. "Please...

We made a turkey for dinner.  With all the fixins.  Its October.  Allie mashed potatoes, I basted that bird and stuffed it with oranges and apples.  It turned out pretty well. More than the turkey I like the cozy warm kitchen and the SMELL of the turkey.  It feels safe, warm and comforting. Sunday Andy and I are going wtih our friends on a Wine trip day.  I dont know what to expect but I know we will be away for the day and feel grown up.  Im happy for that. Having a garage sale Saturday, selling as much stuff that we dont want or need.  saving the money and going to Vegas. Should I go to Vegas.? Well Im going. Should I? probably not.  Leave Jack with Andy for three nights is a long long time in Jackworld. Along with having no Nana or Allie. Its going to be a long time. But I am going. My nephew is going, and I want to see him, Happy, with his family and relaxed.  I want to see that.  Be a part of that memory for the rest ...

Now I`m aimin' for heaven But probably wind up down in hell Where upon this alter I will hang my guilt ridden head But it`s time I`ll take before I begin Three sheets to the wind, Three sheets to the wind Rebels are we, though heavy our hearts shall always be Ah, no ball or chain no prison shall keep We`re the rebels of the sacred heart I said no ball or chain no prison shall keep We`re the rebels of the sacred heart

Danny was greeted by my brother, Anzie and Ben last Monday afternoon.  He is now on US soil and not in danger of Afghani's shooting or bombing him to bits.  As an Aunt I have some right to cry, and breath heavy about his whereabouts, but I am not his Mother or Father.  That.. my friends would be a heartbreaker.  I have shed tears during his deployment, tears of unknown and the reality of danger in his path.  I cried for his parents feelings of no control and fear that wakes you in the middle of the night.  These tears I shed in fear taste the same as the tears I shed when I saw pictures of his smiling face as he greeted his family after 8 long months.  I cried salty warm tears of joy at his healthy body, and sparkling eyes.  The tears I cry for the loss of my friends husband are the same tears I cry when I retell the story to my husband, how grateful I am to have him in my life. Tears of joy and loneliness, tears of pride and loss, drops from...

Here are our nightly prayers. Name of the Father the Son and the Holy Spirit God bless Mommy and Daddy Allie and Missi Nana and Bobchi and Pop pop in heaven All my Aunts and Uncles All my cousins, watch over Danny tonight keep him safe until he comes home to us real soon. God bless my teachers Miss Bonnie Mrs, C And Miss Jyllian. Give her courage, patience and the patience to help me everyday. Most of all God Bless Jack. Thank you for watching over me today and keeping me safe and healthy. Thank you for taking care of my family Help me tomorrow to continue to grow and learn new things. Help me make good choices and be kind and helpful to people that need me. Good nite God I love you. Name of the Father the Son and the Holy Spirit   Amen. Then we say I love you's kisses hugs. He rolls over towards the wall snuggles up with his KIKI and mr Flumpie and goes to sleep. That is most nights. A few weeks ago he fell asleep early and we didnt say our prayers, he woke ...

This day in Kindergarten was picture day.  I totally forgot about it until this morning when I was checking the lunch schedule and glimpsed the picture day notice.  I ran around and found my favorite red golf shirt and khacki's for your big day.  Before you left for school Daddy pulled out his new frames, and we tried these beauties on for size.  They are perfect, that is because you my dear are perfect. So how is Kindergarten going? Im imagining you as being a big boy when you read this for yourself someday.  Maybe even a grown man, and this is what you did this day in kindergarten. You smiled just like this picture for your picture sans the glasses. Your hair was slicked to the side with gel, very young republican although Mommy is a democrat. The topic the last few days of conversation was about how cats have kittens and they feed them milk from their bellies.  You were sure to tell the candidate for Luzerne County Judge that stopped at the house ...