At night, it is very easy for me to forget that I will have to wake up at 1 to go get my sweetiepie. The other night, I went outside and realized that I had left my windows open all night. That is not good!:( In our neighborhood that could be a haven for a little animal. Well, I looked inside and yelled at any kitties that might have been asleep in the car in the dark. Trying not to wake the neighbors.
As I drove down the block a storm came and there was alot of rain. Oh my, oh my, I would have been sitting in the water, if that storm would have come 15 minutes earlier. God takes care of every detail.
Driving in the darkness and the rain has become fun, out here in "the boonies". Home on the range, we are not, but there are deer and antelope playing in the night. I am learning the difference between driving 20 Mph and 25mph in the night so as not to incite a police report. LOL
I say to myself every night, Dad would have been right at home driving this slow. He drove as though he lived here all the time. I keep hearing him tell me take you foot off the gas and let it glide. That is a lesson. Everything is slower and fun and the minutes are 60 seconds long. We talk with fondness about the speed of "the Old Country"(where they will deport us to if we don't catch up to following the speed limits). Culture shock!
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Title- The Studious One!
artwork by Elyse
Of biscuits and syrup
tasty treats
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
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
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:
We are so use to the conveniences of modern life! Now we get things in a split second, washing machines dishwashers &vacuum cleaners. Do you remember washing out our underwear on that scrub board with that brown soap, then waiting for them to air dry. (That was backwards even back then)
We have what it takes to have a great deal of patience and wherewithal, so don't rush Jayne go slowly and enjoy the process the scenery and being there. We miss you here . Love
Jo
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