Wednesday, July 22, 2009

I opened my mouth and inserted a foot this past Sunday!

Psalm of the day,****************Psalm 119:9-16~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Beth~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~How can a young man cleanse his way? By taking heed according to Your word. With my whole heart I have sought You; Oh, let me not wander from Your commandments! Your word I have hidden in my heart, that I might not sin against You. Blessed are You, O Lord! Teach me Your statutes. With my lips I have declared All the judgments of Your mouth. I have rejoiced in the way of Your testimonies as much as in all riches. I will meditate on Your precepts, and contemplate Your ways. I will delight myself in Your statutes; I will not forget Your word. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I said something I shouldn't have to the wrong person and was in a whole heap of trouble with my beloved. Oh boy, it has been a long time since we have been through anything like that. I was glad to have had a picture of parents who were young lovers and older lovers and friends and partners in the struggle of life. The picture of the "couple" going to have an ice cream cone at Friendly's and my imagination of the sweet young couple sitting under Grandma Ruth's eye and then developing into the huge tree of a family that we are now is so helpful when one hit an "impass!". I really don't know how any romance could have budded under Grandma Ruth's eye.
When we watch "Bye, Bye Birdie" I think of Mommy and Daddy. A young, nearly teenage couple, loving oneanother in a simpler and strange time. They were really like that with eachother. In and out of love, like me and my sweetheart. I found so many love letters around the house from Dad to Mom, I guess that is how I learned to read; by being nosey.:)
Mom was there with him at the hospital and they looked into the future together with hope, even in the bleakest of times.
Arguments and reconciliation, help me to remember that. My parents had them and kept getting up. I guess we are going to make it through this one. Of course, he forgave me. I hope that I will learn to open my mouth with wisdom next time and stop embarrassing my children with my crass comments.
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Joanne Bodden said...

Hey Jayne
We all put our foot in our mouths, more then we like to admit. Wow do I know that feeling but Jayne you got me tuning into all your Wisdom that you lay down here on your blog. So I think you need to give yourself a break!
hey surrounded by all the prolific Walkers I know how difficult it is to be human but that is what we are and that is just Great!
I love you Jayne!!! Keep talking and taking risks I am sure there was a tremendous amount of truth in the flub!

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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.