Friday, February 29, 2008

A Babies Hug

A Baby's Hug


We were the only family with children in the restaurant. I sat

Erik in a high chair and noticed everyone was quietly sitting and

talking. Suddenly, Erik squealed with glee and said, "Hi." He

pounded his fat baby hands on the high chair tray. His eyes

were crinkled in laughter and his mouth was bared in a toothless

grin, as he wriggled and giggled with merriment.

I looked around and saw the source of his merriment. It was a

man whose pants were baggy with a zipper at half-mast and his

toes poked out of would-be shoes. His shirt was dirty and his hair

was uncombed and unwashed. His whiskers were too short to be

called a beard and his nose was sovaricose it looked like a road map.

We were too far from him to smell, but I was sure he smelled. His

hands waved and flapped on loose wrists. "Hi there, baby; hi there,

big boy. I see ya, buster," the man said to Erik.

My husband and I exchanged looks, "What do we do?"

Erik continued to laugh and answer, "Hi."

Everyone in the restaurant noticed and looked at us and then

at the man. The old geezer was creating a nuisance with my

beautiful baby.

Our meal came and the man began shouting from across the room,

"Do ya patty cake? Do you know peek-a-boo? Hey, look, he knows


Nobody thought the old man was cute. He was obviously drunk.

My husband and I were embarrassed. We ate in silence; all except

for Erik, who was running through his repertoire for the admiring

skid-row bum, who in turn, reciprocated with his cute comments.

We finally got through the meal and headed for the door. My

husband went to pay the check and told me to meet him in the

parking lot.

The old man sat poised between me and the door.

"Lord, just let me out of here before he speaks to me or Erik," I

prayed. As I drew closer to the man, I turned my back trying to

sidestep him and avoid any air he might be breathing. As I did,

Erik leaned over my arm, reaching with both arms in a baby's

"pick-me-up" position. Before I could stop him, Erik had propelled

himself from my arms to the man.

Suddenly a very old smelly man and a very young baby consummated

their love and kinship. Erik in an act of total trust, love, and

submission laid his tiny head upon the man's ragged shoulder.

The man's eyes closed, and I saw tears hover beneath his lashes.

His aged hands full of grime, pain, and hard labor, cradled my baby's

bottom and stroked his back. No two beings have ever loved so

deeply for so short a time.

I stood awestruck. The old man rocked and cradled Erik in his arms

and his eyes opened and set squarely on mine. He said in a firm

commanding voice, "You take care of this baby."

Somehow I managed, "I will," from a throat that contained a stone.

He pried Erik from his chest, lovingly and longingly, as though he

were in pain. I received my baby, and the man said, "God bless you,

ma'am, you've given me my Christmas gift."

I said nothing more than a muttered thanks. With Erik in my arms,

I ran for the car. My husband was wondering why I was crying and

holding Erik so tightly, and why I was saying, "My God, my God,

forgive me."

I had just witnessed Christ's love shown through the innocence of a

tiny child who saw no sin, who made no judgment; a child who saw a

soul, and a mother who saw a suit of clothes. I was a Christian who

was blind, holding a child who was not. I felt it was God asking,

"Are you willing to share your son for a moment?" when He shared

His for all eternity.

The ragged old man, unwittingly, had reminded me, "To enter the

Kingdom of God, we must become as little children."

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

As if I needed A Reminder!


             Ok, yesterday I went to get my eyes checked.   I can't see with my glasses anymore and I need to be able to draw up insulin for my patients.  We usually use pens now a days, but sometimes I need to use a syringe.  So being able to see is important in my job.
            I realize I am getting older.  One only has to look in the mirror for the eventable fact to be plainly clear.   Also I am fairly certain, if my memory doesn't fail me,  young people don't have this much problem with arthritis and aches and pains in the morning....if they are lucky and I surely hope they are.

        So anyway.....back to my eye exam.   The darn doc tells me I am starting to get cataracts!  What!  At my age!   Gee.  I surely didn't expect this for at least 7 years.  Surely you have to be at least 60 or older to get cataracts!  I am just a young pup. 

         Now younger then my beloved dog who has passed me in age and  yes....she has cataracts but she is OLD enough to have them.   She  earned them.   I am just a young goddess of a thing.  I can't be getting them.   WAAAAAAAAAAAA.   Where did my youth go? 
     It was just yesterday I was skinny dipping in the river.  Bronze tight skin with the water running off it.  My body making grown men grow taunt with lust.


 Now I have  cateracts!  Sob.  I could show my naked body to a bunch of men with really bad cateracts and probably still get the same reaction....if they forget to take their blood pressure meds that day or don't fall asleep in front of the TV.

              Ok, with that depressing news in hand I went shopping after we got the last of my MIL's, ( yes the last!) clothes donated.   A close out sell.   60% off.  Sure to make me feel better and it did.  I bought a wonderful new teapot and matching cookie jar to go in my kitchen with my chicken theme.  I will take pictures tomorrow and show you.   A 60% off sale.....almost, but not quite as good as sex.




    The Sunday School teacher was describing how Lot's wife looked back and turned into a pillar of salt, when little Jason interrupted, 'My Mommy looked back once while she was driving,' he announced triumphantly, 'and she turned into a telephone pole!'



    A Sunday school teacher was telling her class the story of the Good Samaritan.  She asked the class, 'If you saw a person lying on the roadside, all wounded and bleeding, what would you do?'
    A thoughtful little girl broke the hushed silence, 'I think I'd throw up.'



    A Sunday school teacher asked, 'Johnny, do you think Noah did a lot of fishing when he was on the Ark?'

    'No,' replied Johnny. 'How could he, with just two worms.'



    A Sunday school teacher said to her children, 'We have been learning how powerful kings and queens were in Bible times.  But, there is a Higher Power.  Can anybody tell me what it is?'
    One child blurted out, 'Aces!'



    Nine-year-old Joey was asked by his mother what he had learned in Sunday School.
    'Well, Mom, our teacher told us how God sent Moses behind enemy lines on a rescue mission to lead the Israelites out of Egypt . When he got to the Red Sea , he had his army build a pontoon bridge and all the people walked across safely. Then he radioed headquarters for reinforcements.  They sent bombers to blow up the bridge and all the Israelites were saved.'
    'Now, Joey, is that really what your teacher taught you?' his mother asked.
    'Well, no, Mom. But, if I told it the way the teacher did, you'd never believe it!'



    A Sunday School teacher decided to have her young class memorize one of the most quoted passages in the Bible - Psalm 23. She gave the youngsters a month to learn the chapter. Little Rick was excited about the task - but he just couldn't remember the Psalm. After much practice, he could barely get past the first line.     Onthe day that the kids were scheduled to recite Psalm 23 in front of the congregation, Ricky was so nervous. When it was his turn, he stepped up to the microphone and said proudly, 'The Lord is my Shepherd, and that's all I need to know.'



    The preacher's 5 year-old daughter noticed that her father always paused and bowed his head for a moment before starting his sermon.  One day, she asked him why.
    'Well, Honey,' he began, proud that his daughter was so observant of his messages.
    'I'm asking the Lord to help me preach a good sermon.'

    'How come He doesn't do it?' she asked.



    A Rabbi said to a precocious six-year-old boy, 'So your mother says your prayers for you each night? That's very commendable.  What does she say?'
    The little boy replied, 'Thank God he's in bed!'



    During the minister's prayer one Sunday, there was a loud whistle from one of the back pews. Tommy's mother was horrified. She pinched him into silence and, after church, asked, 'Tommy, whatever made you do such a thing?'

    Tommy answered, soberly, 'I asked God to teach me to whistle, and He did just then!'



    A pastor asked a little boy if he said his prayers every night.
    'Yes, sir,' the boy replied.
    'And, do you always say them in the morning, too?' the pastor asked.
    'No sir,' the boy replied. 'I ain't scared in the daytime.'



    When my daughter, Kelli, said her bedtime prayers, she would bless every family member, every friend, and every animal (current and past).
    For several weeks, after we had finished the nightly prayer, Kelli would say,
    'And all girls.' As this soon became part of her nightly routine, to include this at the end, my curiosity got the best of me and I asked her, 'Kelli, why do you always add the part about all girls?'
    Her response, 'Because we always finish our prayers by saying 'All Men'!'



    Little Johnny and his family were having Sunday dinner at his Grandmother's house. Everyone was seated around the table as the food was being served. When Little Johnny received his plate, he started eating right away.  'Johnny! Please wait until we say our prayer.' said his mother.
    'I don't have to,' The boy replied.
    'Of course, you do,' his mother insisted. 'We say a prayer before eating, at our house.'
    'That's our house,' Johnny explained. 'But this is Grandma's house and she knows how to cook!

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Happy Birthday To Zoey


        Today is the day we celebrate as Zoey's  Birthday.   9 Years Old today.  She has been a great joy to our family from day one.

           Day one.  Right after I adopted her from the Humane Society we stopped at the Vets for a checkup.  From the beginning she showed her happy personality and self confidence.  She had no fear.  Her beautiful coat already showed as a 9 week old puppy.
She ended up having red mange.  They said we could return her as it was hard and expensive to treat.  But we were already hooked.  She had us wrapped around her paw from day one.


            She settled right in and was crate trained right away.  Probably from being in a kennel.   At night we would say go to bed Zoey and she would get in her kennel and sleep without any problems.  After awhile we never had to close the door as she only ever had 2 accidents.  And Cute!

        I had never allowed my pets on my furniture especially my new couch.  Zoey just seemed to think she belonged there.  She would get scolded and give me this look.

           How could I resist that!  I finally gave in and was rewarded with a big smile.

     So a couch dog she became and she loves it to this day.  Soft couch and a couple of pillows, what more could a fat puppy want to make her happy.

She would lay on the top and look out the window at the world going by.  We think she might be part goat.

       Another thing we found out right away was she thought she was a nurse.  If one of us is sick she hovers....close, until we get better.  Somehow having her close does make you feel better.

         She also loved stuffed animals.  They never survived long so I would go the thrift store and buy a huge bag, wash them and dole them out.   Stuffing and parts all over the room, but we never lost a shoe or glove.  She knew which were her toys from day one.

           She loves her walk and usually looks pretty styling.

        And in the snow she always has to bury her nose.

          She has grown from the fat little puppy to a awkward teen

          To the lovely middle aged lady she is today.

 To the battle scarred cancer survivor we know and love today.

               Happy Birthday Zoey.......And many more.

Monday, February 25, 2008

Sloppy wet mess


          On top the huge mess of melting snow from yesterday we're adding rain and then snow today.  Big wet sloppy snow flakes.  I live on a muddy swamp right now.  Taking the dog out is bad.  I have to wash her feet every time she comes in as she finds the muddiest sloppiest place to dart to before I can stop her.  And it is slick. 

    We had a ton of running around to do, but the roads have gotten bad enough we are waiting until tomorrow.  I did manage to get my hair highlighted though before it got really bad.  Some things are worth risking your life over, right!

      Ever been to Carhenge

       Wish I was there right now.....or here

         I remember driving along the road on the upper peninsula of Michigan.   So beautiful and someday we are renting a house on the lake and spending a week.  Wouldn't this be lovely to watch each night?

    Can you tell I am sick of the weather.  Yesterday it was warm and we took the dog for a walk along the river, today stopped by the snow.  Time to cuddle with my new book and drink some warm tea.  But I don't feel like it.  I want to ride my bike.

   There is a path or 2 calling my name.

        My porch wants flowers on it again.

    I want to sit outside again.

      And smell these again.

    Well my goodness.  Hasn't this turned into a whiny post.

    And here most of you poor people had to work today.  Sorry about that.  It will get better.  Spring is around the corner.  And Tomorrow is another day.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Sunday already!


          For stopping by.  Hope you are all having a great day off.

          I am relaxing today.  Haven't done a darn thing.  Yesterday we worked for a few hours at my MIL's.  I always get so mad when I am there I need to relax afterward.  That darn BIL has got to leave.  I can't get things ready for the auction with his junk all over.  I mean all over.  He wants to store things in my other house house which we use for storage.  The more I think about it the madder I get.  We have plans to get that house cleaned out along with the garage and basement this spring.   Then I want to see about tearing the house down.  The thought of having to continue to trip over his things over there makes me do a slow steady burn.  He can get a storage unit.

          We have sold some of the furniture and it will be nice when they are picked up.  It will give up quite a bit more room.  I had to empty the hutch which I am bringing home and the buffet which we sold.  The auctioneer doesn't want us packing things so he knows what he has.  But where to put it.  My BIL has milk crates all over the living room, dirty clothes all over the house, you name it.   I want him out so I can organize.  I did tell him he only has a few weeks to move and the sooner the better.

        We packed up the clothes and got that done.   We still have to get the coats and make another trip, but it is better.  Getting the clothes finished was important.  It was the hardest thing on Rick.  Once they were packed it became easier for him to get down to the work of getting the house ready.

        Of course after working all day I didn't feel like cooking and Rick didn't either so we ate out.  The funny thing about going out on Saturday.  All the young people come out for the dating game.  The woman are all wearing their most alluring clothes.  Low cut tops with their tummy hanging out.  Styling.  A coat would just ruin the effect.  So there they all are, 16 degrees outside, and them without coats.  Goosebumps and blue skin is soooo much more attractive then actually being warm.  Nice to be middle aged lady.  Give me my scarf, gloves, hat and warm wool coat.  Long underwear and sweater.  Was I ever that young and silly.......oh yes.  But it was totally cool when I did it, LOL.


         Today we are grilling.  It is a heatwave.  40 degrees out.  I heard a spring bird. Yes I did.  It is 2 weeks closer then the last time I counted down the days.  It smells like spring out there.  Warmer on the nares.  I look longingly on at my bike.   Soon, soon.

        Well, time to take the dog out.  Bye all.  Have a great day.


Saturday, February 23, 2008

        I just closed my on-line shop.  I have been thinking about doing it for a long time.  First I looked for a partner.  I wanted someone as dedicated as me who would take care of business.  I never trusted anyone who wanted to be a partner.  Isn't that anal of me.  Thing is I spent 8 years building up my reputation.  I am a very good packer.   I respond right away to emails.  I am very accurate in my descriptions.  When you sell on line I think you need to be.  The people who would be my partners didn't always return calls right away.  They always seemed to busy to take care of business.  Their tastes were completely different then mine which was fine but one lady really liked cheap things and they don't sell for anything but cheaply, ya know!  Cost of supplies kept going up and up and I didn't feel like I wanted to raise my prices any higher then they were.  It got so my items weren't priced as they were worth but priced to take in account all the shipping supplies it would take me to mail it correctly.  Something wrong about that.

    This is the 3rd time I have closed up shop.  It gets in your blood.  But I plan on selling my inventory at the auction and making a clean break of it.  I love going to auctions though and love a good deal.  I will probably always sell somewhere but not full time.  And for the first time in my life I don't have to have the extra income.  My last raise helped and I have most of my bills paid off.   Yippy.

   What will I do with my extra time?  I will go on photo shoots, ride my bike, enjoy a day off!  Even on my days off from my job I was always working on the shop or an auction or packing.  Leasure time.  Its a good thing.  Plus I have started to collect hand made marbles.  By glass artists.  Beautiful.

    Today we are slow starting.  We got to bed late because of the play.  I need to hit the library asthe new Tim Dorsey book is out and bring my MIL's clothes to the charity place.   What a huge undertaking that has been.  I never saw one woman have so many clothes in my life.  13 large boxes full and that doesn't include the coats.  We will have a large amount of room with them gone.  Then back home and Rick is doing our taxes today while I read and be lazy and watch some movies.

      Hope everyone has a great weekend.

Friday, February 22, 2008

Fun day

  I am tired and ready for bed today.

.  We had a good day.  Did some banking and paying bills, went to my MIL's and did some packing and then out to eat.  After dinner we went to a play a friend of ours was in.  It was pretty good.  About a hit man and funny if you can believe it.   They did a good job.

    Now it is late for me to be up.  I will be going to bed shortly but thought I would post a short note.

    I got this from Wonderful Things today.  It is pretty cute.  Check out this video.  Freezing.

    Well, not much to say.  Time to slug out.  Night all.

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Last day until my week off


    I am extremely happy about it also.  What do I love about my job?  My week off, LOL.   We have been soooo busy at work that the week off is my salvation.  Let the good time roll.

   Actually don't know how good the times will be.  We moved up the auction 3 weeks so now is the time to get down and really get it ready.  I don't think Rick has been there since the day he did the clothes.  Time to get those to the charity and send the furniture to the relatives who are getting them.

    Back and forth back and forth.  My son is not buying the house.  We talked to the bank.  Boy I must be living in the dark ages.  They will lend him the money without a blink since his credit is so good.  But his payments would be 697 a month.  For 30 years. He would be paying back 250,920.00 by 30 years.  Borrow 80,000 and pay back 170,920.00 interest.   I really never paid any attention when I borrowed money for my house what the payback was.  I always pay things off early but not that early.

     I was shocked at that.  One thing I have decided is to double up my house payments.  Even one extra house payment a year can knock off a couple of years worth of payment.  If I pay 100 extra each month which goes strickly to the principle I can have my house paid off in 7 years.  I told my son if he took the rent he got from his friend and put it directly on the interest he could knock off years also, but the figures scared him away.  There is a house a couple of houses away, smaller and completely remodeled that is more in his price range with cheaper taxes.  And I don't want him stuck with some big house repair bill.  Don't want to feel guilty, you know.

    I am actually fine with this.  My MIL's house will have to be remodeled.  The bathrooms are right out of the 60's and the kitchen made it into the late 70's but still, the 3 most expensive rooms.  Don't want my son getting a money pit.  I do think it will sell fairly soon though.  Great location and someone will buy it.  And we might get more then we were asking from him.  We will have to pay Realtor costs though.

    We are having our last blast of freezing cold weather.  Severe cold weather conditions the weather man calls it. Watch out for frostbite.  Since my working days are spent indoors mostly I can live with it and it won't last long.  Because.

    Spring is around the corner.  Can't you just smell the flowers!  Just a few more weeks.


     Well my house looks I have neglected it for a week, and I have!  I think I will run the vacuum and dust a little before work.  Bye all


Monday, February 18, 2008


    My son is really serious about buying my MIL's house.  Especially since we have lowered the price.  He has found a roommate to help with cost, but also figured out the costs so he knows he could pay for it without a room mate.  I can't say how happy this makes me.   Not only will it take the pressure off from the lawyer it means the house will stay in the family.   Tomorrow he is going to see the bank person about getting a loan.  We will talk to the lawyer.  Plus I can call my BIL and tell him he has to move ASAP as the house is sold.  My heart is happy.  My mood is happy.

    Lately I realized I have been happy again.  I basically am a happy person.   I was so sad about my MIL and still am, but with my beliefs am happy she is in such a great place.  I am happy she didn't suffer much.  I am happy some day I will see her again.  It is good for me to be happy.  The joy of the good days. 

    You need bad days so you appreciate the good days more.  You know!  And I do.  Appreciate them.  Enjoy each and every day.  Maybe working in a hospital.  Seeing how in the blink of an eye life can be over.  Enjoy each day like it may be your last.  Tell everyone you love why and how much you love them.  It is a good day.  A great day.


Sunday, February 17, 2008

Back to the 60's


   I  got this from the wonderful newsletter I get every day called Wonderful things.   Check this out.  click on the graphic.

  Its kind of long but I knew there was a reason I had a great childhood.  I would go back to those times in a heartbeat.  Kickball, be home when the streetlights come on, street dances, wonderful times.

      Work continues to be busy but I AM ON MY LAST NIGHT.   I made it!   I am happy as it has been a challenge with my back and I didn't let it stop me.   We all were busy last time and we had a patient code blue right at the end of our shift.  Happened so fast.  It's what keeps you on your toes.

      Rick is busy making me a grilled supper.  I feel slightly guilty......naaaa not really about not helping.   I am going to pop in the shower and get refreshed for work.

     I have been noticing the sky is changing.  Pastels instead of gray and sharp fragments of ice crystals.  Birds are chirping.  The wind on my face has a hint, just a hint mind you of whats coming soon.   Spring.  Its coming.  Lets put on our happy happy joy joy face.  Bike riding, flowers. capri's, no coats.  Spring.  Let the training begin.

         Well, bye all.  Its shower time.  Take care.

Saturday, February 16, 2008



     Hi everyone.  Work was much better yesterday.  Less hectic and even though I still got out late it wasn't as hard on my back.   2 more nights to go.  If I make it the 2 nights and I should, it will the first full paycheck I have had for awhile.  Of course not all the time was I calling in sick, the census was low and I stayed home because of that.  So this will be nice.

   I want to share a site.  This is how I do my eating these days.  I do not diet per sec anymore as I wasn't very good at it.  I do portion control as I have always had problems with that.   I loosely keep track of my calories unless I am getting out of control but mostly I use this site tips.  The New American Plate.

    You just eye you portions.  It tells you how much of a plate the meat should fill up, how much the veggie etc...   Anyway.  great tips there, check it out.  And I am down 7 pounds.  Slow but steady.  Keep picturing those hills Julie.

      Rick gave me some lovely flowers for Valentines Day.  I haven't gotten flowers on this day for decades.

          I am really proud of hubby.  He spent all day working at his Mom's.  This is hard for him.  It has only been 2 months.  He packed up more clothes and keeps remembering times when she wore this outfit or that outfit.  I told him it doesn't have to be sad, make them special memories.  We are definitely moving the auction up so it needs to get done.

     I heard my grandbabies might be coming in June.  I am excited but afraid it will be my week I am working.  I can't get time off then as another nurse is already off the first half of the month.  Hopefully I will have some say in the date.  Then its hug time for gramma.

        Take care.  Check out the drama on the eagle site. 


Friday, February 15, 2008

Thanks everyone


      For voting for Zoey.  She has been dumpy lately and has us worried.  She is also off her food a bit.  Not like this food loving dog.  We found 4 new lumps on her and I am hoping they are just cysts again, but with the way she has been acting we are worried.  About the time I think I am calling the vet though she will jump up and do something silly or beg to go on a car ride.  Maybe it is just because her 9th birthday is coming soon.  hummmm.  She is getting up there in years.  Anyway tell everyone to vote for her.  They are giving away lots of prizes and if anyone else enters let me know so I can vote for your pet.

      Work was simply brutal last night.  No slow down time at all and I got out late.  My back was in agony.  Man I hope it is not like this all weekend as I definitely feel it in my bones.  I will be bedridden again if this keeps up.

     Rick has supper bubbling on the stove.  Smells so good.  My eating has been terrible lately so I have taken to going to the bike trail site and looking at the elevations I will be riding up.  Maybe that will motivate me more.  I do not want to drag all this weight up that mountain.  I have a goal.  I need to keep focused on it.

    We are hopefully going to move the auction up.  I checked back in my journal and the weather is good enough most times next month to do it.   Rick keeps dragging his feet because he doesn't want to deal with his brother.  So the lawyer is going to do it.  Giggle.  They are giving him 2 weeks to either move or start paying all the bills at the house out of his pocket.  Since his pocket is petty shallow that won't go.  Rick went and talked to the lawyer about pressuring him and it turns out it is the probate courts.  They get nervous when someone just stays on and on like my BIL living off the proceedings of the estate.
     I told Rick if he moves the estate sell up I promise to work my butt off every day with him to get it ready.  With him of course.  I am not doing it alone.  It would be so much better is my BIL wasn't there as he does scare me and creeps me out big time.  Lately since he has gone through most of his money he is there more.  It used to be I could work there all morning and as long as I was gone by one I didn't have to see him.  Not now.

         Coming home from work today we saw the prettiest thing.  There was a rainbow around the sun from the ice crystals in the air.  Sure wish I had had my camera.   Anyway we were driving fright at it and I told Rick to drive to the end of the rainbow so we could get the pot of gold.  And you know what?  We actually got to the end of the rainbow.  All of a sudden you could see all these millions of ice crystals floating away, each with a bit of rainbow in them and it just dissolved right in front of us.  Right over our head.  We both looked out the car windows, but that pot of gold things turns out to be another urban legend darn it.  But it was beautiful.  Never never had gotten to the end of a rainbow in my life.  Probably will never happen again.  Even as tired as I was I was moved by the magic of it all.


      Well, I have to go put my face on and get the table ready for supper.   Happy weekend all and don't forget to send all your friends over to vote for Zoey.  She really does deserve it because she is soooooo sweet.