The torrential rains have not diminished. It seems that God is increasing the water tables here in North Carolina. It was a foggy morning and then the skies opened to a wonderful shower. We took the opportunity to clean Emma(the dog) it was such a gentle but strong rain. It always seems strange that the air is no cooler after the rain than before.
She has a concert here at the school and I am off. Just enough time to get her the kacky shorts that she needs for the concert and the concert that they are playing at the amusement park tomorrow. She is such a fortunate child. Fluting is her thing and now she is the tallest girl in the family next to mom. We will see if any of the girls will grow to be taller than me. I keep that little bit of leverage for my influence over them.
Evvy is not a natural musician. She works when she wants to and doesn't. She is mostly a social butterfly. Her band friends and her peer helper friends are delightful to see. Blooming flutilla is one of the nicknames for her. We are all jealous because she is so beautiful. Not really jealous but we have a standing joke. The 2 girls (now girl and woman- Ev and Em) have mirrors on their sides of the room. I go into the room and look in the mirror and say mirror mirror on the wall...etc. Each of the mirrors say that their owner is the fairest. I play the wicked step mother and attack them for their beauty, it is loads of fun, even now that I don't have any little girls anymore.:(
Emily is moping around with a severe case of senioritis. I forgot to tell you about her award ceremony. She had alot of credits toward graduation before senior year so she really concentrated on her arts this year and it seems that she is glad that she did. She is considering what to do next year and she is concerned and so are we. But she has won an art award before graduation. That was the picture with her teacher that we had below. We are very proud of her efforts and her taking this last year of school, instead of graduating early. She said she enjoyed it.
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Title- The Studious One!
Of biscuits and syrup
Happy Saturday!
Widdle Emmie in outer space school
Emmie jumped on the bus and off it flew out into the atmosphere. There was a set of clouds with turbulence right above the house and it took a few minutes for my Emmie to buckle her seatbelt. They hit the bump hard and it knocked my Emmie out of her seat and she bumped her head. The video camera came on and the monitor looked through and stated, Ms. Emmie, where are you? You are not in your seat. Where are you? I am alright I fell because I hadn’t buckled correctly. Well jump up Emmie we have a long way to go and you have to be buckled there is entirely too much turbulence in the stratosphere for you to unbuckle now. As soon as we are through this weather system there will be straight sailing but right now you must buckle. Emmie scrambled into the seat with intensity and purpose now. She watched every cloud pass her window and her nose was pressed to the window trying to see the top of the house as it drifted slowly out of sight. Soon they were not only out of sight of the house, the sun came out brightly and just as quickly they were putting on the atmospherical breathing apparatus and the outerspherical lights. The ABA and the OL. These precautions were to make them appear to be satellites to the radar as they were out in the ionosphere. Emmie knew all about this now. She had gone to the orientation and had a good breakfast and it took them 20 minutes for her to get out past the atmospherical pull and to feel the zero gravity. It would be 15 minutes before the gravity simulators would take effect, a glitch in the system which was being worked on. Until then, they enjoyed the couple of minutes of floatation, while being connected to the seats by belt. The first thing they saw everyday was the strataflotsam. The items which had been dumped into the atmosphere by earlier generations. What would their generation do about this ecological waste area that remained floating above their heads? This was a question for the generations. For now it was the area that they had to guide through on the way to school.
My little Emmie
ran to the bus on the first day of the last year of school. 2 buns on the side of her head. She kissed me and ran at dawn to the bus. She was starting the adventure of a lifetime. I would never see that little girl again, she was going to woman school!
My Father and I 1989
to the tune of Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme
A VISIT TO PAPA
Are you going to Mary Immaculate?
Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,
Remember me to the one who lived there,
He once was a true love of mine,
Tell him to buy me an acre of land,
Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,
Between the muddy Hudson in Jamaica Bay,
Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,
Tell him to sow in it seeds of pure cream,
Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,
And build Ice cream mountains and buildings of whipped cream,
Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,
Tell him to reap them with sickles of M&M’s,
Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,
And chew bubble gum and eat till we’re done,
Then, He’ll be a true love of mine.
Tell him to run it off down the motor parkway,
Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,
After your done 50 pushups
and jog down the West Side Highway,
Then he’ll be a true love of mine…
(Don’t wait for me today dad, The kids are sick again, My tummy’s bulging again, My heart is aching again, And now there’s no love there…)
He once was, a true love of mine….So, Girls, I do beg you don't miss your Daddy,Apricots, Chocolate cherries and Pie,You have one short chance to see him on this side, Go visit him and let your light shine.
1 comment:
hey jayne inthe song playing is that evie playing the flute i love it
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