Yeah, I have Flu Type A.
When the doctor comes in with your excuse, your prescriptions, and this mask, things can't be good.
Wednesday, February 27, 2019
Wednesday, February 20, 2019
Hello....It's Me
I have been thinking about "my son" a lot lately.
The son I raised and loved as my own for fifteen years. The son who once told my best friend that he understood the difference between me and his biological mother . The fact that I chose him was not lost on him.
The boy I had called "Tigger" was now a man.
I have not seen him in five very long years.
Is he happy?
Is he healthy?
Is he thinking for himself ?
Is he still trying to gain approval?
We have a new kid in our karaoke group who reminds me so much of Tigger that I almost cry every time I see him. The first time I saw him, the resemblance was so uncanny, I had to ask myself if I was dreaming. He is a very good sport about the resemblance and he jokingly calls me "Mom" when the group is together. He is the same age. He too, had been separated from his own mother, and he welcomes the motherly attention. He patiently listened to the story about how long it has been since I had seen him, and how there was no telling what he had been told and paid me the sweetest compliment, wishing I had been his stepmother instead of the woman his own father had ran off with. He even let me give him a "birthday" hug on Tigger's birthday last December.
I miss Tigger terribly.
I hope that no other mother would ever have to go through this.
The son I raised and loved as my own for fifteen years. The son who once told my best friend that he understood the difference between me and his biological mother . The fact that I chose him was not lost on him.
The boy I had called "Tigger" was now a man.
I have not seen him in five very long years.
Is he happy?
Is he healthy?
Is he thinking for himself ?
Is he still trying to gain approval?
We have a new kid in our karaoke group who reminds me so much of Tigger that I almost cry every time I see him. The first time I saw him, the resemblance was so uncanny, I had to ask myself if I was dreaming. He is a very good sport about the resemblance and he jokingly calls me "Mom" when the group is together. He is the same age. He too, had been separated from his own mother, and he welcomes the motherly attention. He patiently listened to the story about how long it has been since I had seen him, and how there was no telling what he had been told and paid me the sweetest compliment, wishing I had been his stepmother instead of the woman his own father had ran off with. He even let me give him a "birthday" hug on Tigger's birthday last December.
I miss Tigger terribly.
I hope that no other mother would ever have to go through this.
Sunday, February 17, 2019
Thursday, February 14, 2019
Happy Valentine's Day
Just when you think you are gonna make it through February 14th, someone does something sweet that almost makes you cry.
Happy Valentine's Day y'all!
Tuesday, February 5, 2019
On The Court
Last night was a momentous occasion for Kit Kat.
She was selected as a top five finalist for Homecoming Queen at her community college out of a field of 15 hopefuls.
As far as homecomings go, it was different from any I have ever attended. As there is no football team at this college, it was held at the basketball game. I did not see any corsages or an alumni area and not really sure if there were alumni. There were hardly students in the ladies game.
The local title holder performed a few songs at half time and the home team gave the visitors a pretty good licking. It was all very exciting.
KitKat chose her grandfather as her escort. and there was a great deal of discussion over his attire. My ex mother in law called Julz for advice and she suggested jeans and a sport jacket and that is what Gramps settled on.
The procession made its way around the edge of the gym, with KitKat and Gramps bringing up the rear. They stood nervously as the announcer read the accomplishments of the ladies ahead of her.
When they came to KitKat's resume, they highlighted the fact that her grandfather served our country in the Vietnam war, which was met with applause, but Gramps missed his accolade.
After crowning the Homecoming Queen, they crowned the rest of her court as well, with little princess crowns.
She was selected as a top five finalist for Homecoming Queen at her community college out of a field of 15 hopefuls.
As far as homecomings go, it was different from any I have ever attended. As there is no football team at this college, it was held at the basketball game. I did not see any corsages or an alumni area and not really sure if there were alumni. There were hardly students in the ladies game.
The local title holder performed a few songs at half time and the home team gave the visitors a pretty good licking. It was all very exciting.
KitKat chose her grandfather as her escort. and there was a great deal of discussion over his attire. My ex mother in law called Julz for advice and she suggested jeans and a sport jacket and that is what Gramps settled on.
The procession made its way around the edge of the gym, with KitKat and Gramps bringing up the rear. They stood nervously as the announcer read the accomplishments of the ladies ahead of her.
When they came to KitKat's resume, they highlighted the fact that her grandfather served our country in the Vietnam war, which was met with applause, but Gramps missed his accolade.
After crowning the Homecoming Queen, they crowned the rest of her court as well, with little princess crowns.
We took a quick moment to take a few pictures, before heading out to dinner.
Granny and Gramps treated us to Rock 'n Roll Sushi, a favorite for all three of us. Granny and Gramps were new to the restaurant but no strangers to sushi. Our waitress was apparently new.
I was happy to have the same menu items as the original here in town, so ordering was easy. I love the Heart roll, baked.
We chatted and took selfies while we waited for dinner.
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