Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Dad used to say, You don't know how selfish you are until you have children.

He was the only boy in the house with all of those women. That is why, he never really learned how to share until he had us. We have more practice and it is still hard to share. When they take my last bite of something and I feel that monster rise in myself, I try not to let them see it. I do pray, but that is when I tell them the "whip" stories. I told somebody, last Sunday, If I ever get my hands on that stupid person who gave that man the "whip". I don't know what I will do. I have to forgive and I do, but I will beat him with the whip first and give him a taste of his own medicine. Thank God, that it was an anonymous gift to us. :) I think about my sisters and my family and NY everyday. I do have new friends and work and the children to keep me busy.







I just can't wait to get to Trader Joes and taste that chocolate. MMMMM! Sounds like a new delight to enjoy.
I, finally saw "Runaway Bride" and it was funny to me to see Richard Gere, trying to play a New Yorker. It made me homesick all over again. A New York accent does not a New Yorker make. It is the speed that you walk and talk and think and do. What is the rush? I keep saying to myself. I have now slowed my speed by at least half, just because of proximity and it is awful for my body. I have to turn on MJ.com to set my speed in the morning and get going.
NC is about doing things the right way. Take your time. Look right. Do right. Fill out the complete form. Put everything where it belongs. Do it the right way and whose turn is next. It makes me crazy sometimes. When there was a gas shortage a whileback the lines at the pumps were outrageous there was one way in and one way out and everybody sat on the lines so nicely and nobody honked or got out of place except me. I said let me out of this car. I got out and paid the attendant before it was my turn and somebody thought that I was not moving and went around me and they told us both pumps were working, but they were only serving people on one side of the gas pump. I could have puked. NY is about efficiency. How do we serve the most amount of people in the least amount of time. That is the NY way. I go in and I do what I have to do in the store and go out. Down here the store guy is your neighbor. I didn't know that was you in the store neighbor. That is what I do in the store, I am sorry you were offended. I promise next time I go to the store, I will try to focus and say hi. Maybe when I get my bifocals I will see better to know that my neighbor is in the store. If they are in Em's class and they say Hi Ms. Walker. I try to act appropriately but other than that it is every man for himself in the store. I need a little time in the rat race of the city that never sleeps to appreciate the relaxation that we are enjoying in the beauty of watching the sun and the sky and the cows, etc...


--------------------------------------------------Psalm of the day==============================================================Psalm 119;41-48@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~~@~@~@~@~@~@~~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@Waw*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~Let Your mercies come also to me, O Lord----------- Your salvation according to Your word. So shall I have an answer for him who reproaches me, for I trust in Your word. And take not the word of truth utterly out of my mouth, for I have hoped in Your ordinances. So shall I keep Your law continually, Forever and ever. And I will walk at liberty, for I seek Your precepts. I will speak of Your testimonies also before kings, and will not be ashamed. And I will delight myself in Your commandments, which I love. My hands also I will lift up to Your commandments, which I love, and I will meditate on Your statutes.

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Title- The Studious One!

Title-  The Studious One!
artwork by Elyse

Of biscuits and syrup

Of biscuits and syrup
tasty treats

Happy Saturday!

Happy Saturday!
a day at the Raptor Center.

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.

Midnight at the OASIS

Midnight at the OASIS
Sunset in Huntersville

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

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.