Life in a small south Texas town of roughly 19,000 and its environs. The other towns are less than 5,000 people nearby.
Saturday, September 3, 2011
Up early on a Saturday
I was rudely awakened by the 'poinker' who massaged me gently with his claws, and bit my nose :| What a way to wake up. Speaking of waking up, this is hilarious!
I used JP Sousa playing loudly on the boombox that I took into the girls' room - to this day, they still know the song I played, and can hum it. Either that, or some ice to the back woke them up also.
Diane: You're not doing (or acting) much different from how I feel most days.
Points in out lives...like signposts urging us in a particular direction... Moments of clarity when we recall specific events, places, or people. Cool stuff.
Life can be wondrous, as long as we DO take time (as you have) to remember with fondness and break a smile.
Great stories and a fantastic post. (what's in your water, 'cause I want me some of that...lol)
Thanks. It seems like so long ago.. yet in a way, not. I am thinking I wish my parents had wrote down their thoughts, and what happened during the time when they started seeing each other, etc. My parents had started being 'boyfriend and girlfriend' since 5th grade. I found out at my mom's memorial service, the priest that did the service, had known my mother since 1st grade. It was rather neat talking to him and finding out about her. also watching home movies of theirs from when they were dating... I never knew my parents rode horses. Mom always made me strip down to underclothes after a horse show so I wouldn't bring the smell/manure/hairs of horses indoors. And it was straight down to the stationary tub in the laundry room, to wash up before I was allowed anywhere else in the house. I also found out that in my family, sticking your tongue out at the camera was rather common.
Diane:
ReplyDeleteYou're not doing (or acting) much different from how I feel most days.
Points in out lives...like signposts urging us in a particular direction...
Moments of clarity when we recall specific events, places, or people.
Cool stuff.
Life can be wondrous, as long as we DO take time (as you have) to remember with fondness and break a smile.
Great stories and a fantastic post.
(what's in your water, 'cause I want me some of that...lol)
Stay safe down there.
Thanks. It seems like so long ago.. yet in a way, not. I am thinking I wish my parents had wrote down their thoughts, and what happened during the time when they started seeing each other, etc. My parents had started being 'boyfriend and girlfriend' since 5th grade. I found out at my mom's memorial service, the priest that did the service, had known my mother since 1st grade. It was rather neat talking to him and finding out about her. also watching home movies of theirs from when they were dating... I never knew my parents rode horses. Mom always made me strip down to underclothes after a horse show so I wouldn't bring the smell/manure/hairs of horses indoors. And it was straight down to the stationary tub in the laundry room, to wash up before I was allowed anywhere else in the house. I also found out that in my family, sticking your tongue out at the camera was rather common.
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