Once More to the Sandbox.

Tim (my favorite son-in-law) is now overseas, again. He will be gone for several months. Special prayers are asked for and accepted. There can never be enough prayers. Kim is keeping a stiff upper lip, like all military wives, and families. She has family near her, unlike a lot of military wives. In that she is lucky. We will be here for her whenever, whatever, and wherever she needs us.
I got my results back on my stress test. Everything is fine. Makes me feel a lot better. Bella is adjusting to her last puppy leaving for his new home. She is better about it than I am. LOL I have "Grandma" privileges for this one though. I hope to be able to post pictures on here soon. I haven't learned how yet, so maybe I can sweet talk my daughter to do it for me. I know, but they ARE adorable.
I long for Spring and warmer weather. I hate cold weather and all its trappings. I am old and my bones hurt. LOL

I'm Up

Hello again. Went to bed at 7:30 and I was awake again at midnight. Tried to go back to bed but, couldn't go back to sleep. I miss the thunder of little feet down the hall and a whine for attention. But, I know he will be well loved and cared for in his new home. Bella seems alright with him going away. Not sure if it is because she was happy about the home he was going to, or the fact that she can be the baby again... Garnishing all the love and attention has been her main objective since Bear left. LOL Had my stress test done yesterday. It wasn't the horror story I had been told it was. The hardest part was walking on the amount of time I had to. I walk fast, but I give out quick. Any way, it is done now. Will hear the results in a couple of days. Tim (My son-in-law) will be leaving for the sand soon, and I am dreading that. He says it will be ok.

I'm Cold

OK, so I guess the groundhog saw his shadow. (why hasn't someone nailed his door shut yet?) We had a beautiful day yesterday, but that left with the sun going down. I am so ready for Spring. I hate winter... I am not the lover of snow...Even as a child I didn't play in it but a few minutes. Being warm is very important to me, even to the tune of a VERY high electric bill. Which would have been half way ok if I had actually stayed warm. But I fuss to much. I hate people that complain all the time. When does it become complaining I ask you. When no one wants to hear about it anymore. So I try to hold a decent conversation without reaching that level, but sometimes I fail...as is probably true for this post...LOL Just saying. Be happy, stay warm, and dream of Spring.

Superbowl Sunday...

For all those fans I say, "Have a great day". I am not one of them. I do watch the game for the "new" commercials though...They are usually good for a few laughs, or Aaaahs. Sometimes even the halftime show is worth watching, but don't remember when that was...Please God let them get someone who can actually sing and not destroy our National anthem do that...I am sitting here drinking my diet Dr. Pepper after spending the morning on face book, doing all my farms, cafes, and fish tanks. We won't even discuss the issue of me being addicted to it...LOL Other people depend on me to be there for them...I have to make sure their addictions are fed regularly also..What type of friend would I be if I didn't. My son-in-law will be leaving for the sand soon. (to soon for all of us) so we spent yesterday having a great time at their house..Great food and even greater company. I haven't gotten back into the swing of blogging again so I will end this here...Have a great Superbowl Day and God bless...

I"m Baaaack.

OK, it's been a long time since I have been here...I got lost somewhere, and it took my daughter to get me back here... Since I last posted a lot has happened...To much to tell tonight. One important thing is that my son has returned to us safe and whole. There were a couple of close call there. But all he ever said is "I'm fine Mom, just bored....Sure tell me anything to keep the nightmares at bay...but I digress...My world is full, and complete only when Ronnie and Kim are close and I know they are safe...Bella counts too...Bless her heart...If you are a friend in facebook you all know that she had pups in November...How could you not know? They have filled my days, night and my Facebook pages ever since...But we will talk of them later...

Pride and Joy, Pain and Sorrow

As I sit here trying to find the words for this blog today my heart is heavy and I am in pain. The recent loss of my brother weighs heavy on my heart. We were not as close as I would have like to have been. But, such is the life of families. Words cannot express my sorrow at his loss. Now I must write of another pain. The pain of a mother's heart when her son leaves for deployment. This pain is fresh and open and searing. He has gone to do his "JOB" as he calls it. I call it a "LIVING HELL" As any mother of a Marine, I stood tall and proud and watched half of my heart board a bus to "GOD KNOWS WHERE" to defend our home. If you have done this for a son, daughter, husband, wife, father, mother, sister , brother, or friend then you know. We will stand tall and pray for word that they are OK again today. Words on the computer, and their voice in our ear when they get a chance to call. So for all the military families, I salute you and your loved ones who make it possible to lay our heads down at night and know that we are safe, and free.I LOVE YOU RONNIE !!!!

Will You Give This To My Daddy?

Will You give this to my Daddy? Current mood: blessed
Will You give this to my Daddy?
As a Company, Southwest Airlines is going to support 'Red Fridays.' Last week I was in Atlanta , Georgia attending a conference. While I was in the airport, returning home, I heard several people behind me beginning to clap and cheer. I immediately turned around and witnessed One of the greatest acts of patriotism I have ever seen. Moving thru the terminal was a group of soldiers in their camos. As they began heading to their gate, everyone (well almost everyone) was abruptly to their feet with their hands waving and cheering. When I saw the soldiers, probably 30-40 of them, being applauded and Cheered for, it hit me. I'm not alone. I'm not the only red-blooded American who still loves this country and supports our troops and their families. Of course I immediately stopped and began clapping for these young unsung heroes who are putting their lives on the line everyday for us so we can go to school, work and home without fear or reprisal. Just when I thought I could not be more proud of my country or of our Service men and women, a young girl, not more than 6 or 7 years old ran up to one of the male soldiers. He kneeled down and said 'hi.' The little girl then asked him if he would give something to her daddy for her. The young soldier, who didn't look any older than maybe 22 himself, said he would try and what did she want to give to her daddy. Then suddenly the little girl grabbed the neck of this soldier, gave him the biggest hug she could muster and then kissed him on the cheek. The mother of the little girl, who said her daughter's name was Courtney, told the young soldier that her husband was a Marine and had been in Iraq for 11 months now. As the mom was explaining how much her daughter Courtney missed her father, the young soldier began to tear up. When this temporarily single mom was done explaining her situation, all of the soldiers huddled together for a brief second. Then one of the other servicemen pulled out a military-looking walkie-talkie. They started playing with the device and talking back and forth on it. After about 10-15 seconds of this, the young soldier walked back over to Courtney, bent down and said this to her, 'I spoke to your daddy and he told me to give this to you.' He then hugged this little girl that he had just met and gave her a kiss on the cheek. He finished by saying 'your daddy told me to tell you that he loves you more than anything and he is coming home very soon.' The mom at this point was crying almost uncontrollably and as the young soldier stood to his feet, he saluted Courtney and her mom. I was standing no more than 6 feet away from this entire event. As the soldiers began to leave, heading towards their gate, people resumed their applause. As I stood there applauding and looked around, there were very few dry eyes, including my own. That young soldier in one last act of selflessness turned around and blew a kiss to Courtney with a tear rolling down his cheek. We need to remember everyday all of our soldiers and their families and thank God for them and their sacrifices. At the end of the day, it's good to be an American.