Seems We Just Got Started

I don't mean to brag, and some may beg to differ, but I think our parents did a pretty good job of raising us three, Keith, Lisa and me. And as Daddy and Mama get older, we want the best we can give to them. They are both on the front side of 80 and, as we know with age, we all get to slipping a little. Whether it be our health, our bodies, or our mind as with the case with them. Oh, we're all gonna be there one day.  Time please slow down. Daddy and Mama are very independent, PTL, and they got each other. What one can't remember the other can on good days. Hehe!  But occasionally, they need our help. They don't really like to ask for it. Keith helps out with the handy man stuff and lawn work when Daddy will let him. Lisa helps out in the business department and doctors appointments / medicine and then there's me. Let me just say, it's a good thing none of us are jealous or get our feeling hurt because I was once their cook and out- of -town driver but not so mu...

As long as I can remember growing up on Graham Road, my brother Keith, sister Lisa, and I had a friend for life, Tommy Enlow. He lived a few house up the road from us. Tommy was about 3 years older than me, but in reality, he could be any age of a kid. He was always taller than me. I could never catch up. When he would get excited he would stutter and talk loud no matter how close you stood by him. He saw no bad in anyone and didn't know how to hate. I like to think of him as" God's Special Edition". He was my playmate until my brother and sister came along; then I had to share. I can remember us riding tricycles, bicycles, making mud pies, and catching lightening bugs. When I was about 9 years old, we would stand at the end of our driveway and hit rocks with a bat and see who could hit the farthest. One afternoon, we got in a real battle. Tommy was not paying attention and some how his bat connected with my head and hit me near my eye. Blood was everywhere a...

 Looking back on this school year, my mornings started with a cup of coffee in the cup holder and the radio cranked up just to get my day started because I knew what was awaiting once I stepped through the doors at IES. There is nothing like going to a place where hugs are free, smiles are contagious, and learning is fun. Mondays aren't so bad because the kids and I have a lot of catchin' up to do. More often than not, they are standing in line telling me about their weekend. Oh, the stories I hear ( my lips are sealed and I threw away the key) hehe! I also have Monday morning bathroom doo-tee (duty ). Now, I know that is everyone's dream and the only thing good about it is I get it over with. However, the best part is seeing all the first grade and kindergarten students.  You know when I first started working in kindergarten some of Mrs. Michelle's former students that had moved on to first grade would come in ju...

7:15 am: leaving to take my two little grands half way back to meet their dad after spending some time with the Iuka family. My car was loaded, kids strapped in, and "everything" in reach in case I needed to hand them something. I had planned on leaving around 6:00 am but my clock and GPS must have been talking to each other. We get about 5 miles down the road and Mac (4 year old) wants to know how much longer. Then, Mollie Bryant (2 year old), that is strapped in, opens her door. Not all the way, but enough for the lights to come on and all the blood to leave my body. So that meant everything that was all organized and within my reach shifted forward and hit the floor because of my sudden stop. OH my, we only had 5 hrs and 55 minutes to go. I look back, after getting back on the road, and Mac is not saying a word but he had put his football helmet on. Can't say I blame him. We get about an hour on down the road and Mac announces he has to go POOP. Well, wouldn't ...

I may not understand but.... by faith, I'm gonna give it my best shot and move forward. After 3 months of me sleeping with house plans and then Lisa (my sister) trying to please me with house plans she has drawn up, I finally have one. Yep, I have a plan. I bought a house. Lol!!!! Finally, the middle of November I had settled on my new dream house. This may seem a little weird to y'all but it was so hard coming from a huge house to a 3 bedroom home. Also, it was hard not having my side kick with me. Although Sammy and I had the same taste in things I missed him making decisions. To this day I still hate doing that. Anyway, Lisa and I met with several contractors and finally settled on the perfect one. He put me on his list and promised to have it built by May or June. So, I was really ready to sit back and wait. Kinda like taking a loooong winter's nap with Mama and Papa Bear. But, guess what? God had another plan.... his plan, the perfect plan. I get a message from a s...

Gosh, I know y'all have heard people say, when your children move out, don't get to comfortable 'cause they may come back. Well, I'm one of those children, yeah... almost 41 years later I moved back home. Never would I have thought that of me but we just don't know what tomorrow holds, do we? Thankfully, I had plenty of family members that wanted me and my 3 dogs. Well ...me for sure. Lol!!! My 5 month stay hasn't been bad once I got that curfew thing worked out. It didn't take long for my childhood memories to come back to me. Aww.. waking up on Saturday morning with the smell of Mama cooking breakfast and I had forgotten all about dinner being ready at 5:00 each day. What they didn't know?  I was ready to eat again before I went to bed. Sad to say but my kids never experienced any early meals. Yeah, I failed in that department but they got fed before midnight anyway.   Being back home we have made some new memories. I loooove football, whether it...

                                                        Young Love Strong Love On this cold morning driving to my "Happy" place, kindergarten, (work) I was trying to find that perfect song. You know, the one that stays with you all day. Well ..... I found it. But.... it wasn't a song, however, it stayed with me all day looooong. It was a radio station's bottom of the hour ID, 101 "The Worm".  Now, I'm all about that voice, Rusty Walker/ Sammy Darwin. Just hearing that voice really warmed my heart but I sure did have a bunch of tears. Funny thing, when I got in my car to leave for the day, the radio wasn't even set on that station. How weird is that!!!! Just wanted to give a "shout up" to him..... until the Twelfth of Never, I'm still loving you. 41 years ago today we stared our journey.  What memories I have to hold on to. Feelin...