Wisdom and Wonder and Dolly

Princess is an amazing little creature. I alternate between wanting to pull her hair out and wanting to cuddle her and tell her she’s the most amazing person I’ve ever known.
We’re up here in Bryan visiting my family. Granny, the family matriarch, the heart and wicked humor center of the family is declining. She is still there, lurking behind the drugs and flashing us with the occasional ‘Granny’ smile, especially when she sees the kids. She can’t communicate, she shakes, she’s confined to a wheelchair and her poor feet look ready to split they’re so swollen. If she tries to speak, it’s a whispered word about every 30 seconds and they’re all but unintelligible.
It’s heartbreakingly sad, but it’s life.
In the car yesterday as we pulled up to ‘The Manor’ Princess said: “Mom, I can’t understand Granny when she talks” The confusion and sadness in her 4 1/2 year old voice was heart wrenching. I explained to her to that BeBe and I can’t understand her either but she understands us. I told her to just talk slowly and clearly and let Granny know how much she is loved. Princess nodded her head with wisdom far beyond her years.

Once in the facility we found Granny in the activities room with about 10 other residents. Princess went to get a puzzle and passed a tiny little old woman in a wheelchair. The woman beckoned to Princess with a shaky, whithered arm and proceeded to pat her face, call her Missy and tell her she loved her.
Princess talked to her for a moment, let her hold her hand and allowed her face and hair to be caressed. Then with a Grace and Wisdom beyond her years, she held the woman’s hand, looked into her shrunken face and dulled eyes and said; ” I love you too.” She then gently touched the woman’s shoulder and said: “I’m going to go over there with my Momma now. Ok?” And she walked slowly away.

In that brief instant I saw Grace, Wisdom and a glimpse of the amazing Woman my daughter is destined to become. Led by her heart, filled with compassion and a Grace and Wisdom granted by God. She left me a bit speechless, with tears of wonder in my eyes and a full heart.

I just talked to Nathan. The rain and winds are picking up pretty strong in Corpus and there’s a tornado on the ground 10 miles from where we live, and one forming about 5 miles from our house. Luckily, Dolly stayed South of Brownsville and it seems that we’re not going to be getting the brunt of it. Thank you for all of you who e-mailed me and messaged me to check on us. What wonderful friends y’all are. I’ll try to keep y’all updated.
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Wisdom and Wonder and Dolly

Princess is an amazing little creature. I alternate between wanting to pull her hair out and wanting to cuddle her and tell her she’s the most amazing person I’ve ever known.
We’re up here in Bryan visiting my family. Granny, the family matriarch, the heart and wicked humor center of the family is declining. She is still there, lurking behind the drugs and flashing us with the occasional ‘Granny’ smile, especially when she sees the kids. She can’t communicate, she shakes, she’s confined to a wheelchair and her poor feet look ready to split they’re so swollen. If she tries to speak, it’s a whispered word about every 30 seconds and they’re all but unintelligible.
It’s heartbreakingly sad, but it’s life.
In the car yesterday as we pulled up to ‘The Manor’ Princess said: “Mom, I can’t understand Granny when she talks” The confusion and sadness in her 4 1/2 year old voice was heart wrenching. I explained to her to that BeBe and I can’t understand her either but she understands us. I told her to just talk slowly and clearly and let Granny know how much she is loved. Princess nodded her head with wisdom far beyond her years.

Once in the facility we found Granny in the activities room with about 10 other residents. Princess went to get a puzzle and passed a tiny little old woman in a wheelchair. The woman beckoned to Princess with a shaky, whithered arm and proceeded to pat her face, call her Missy and tell her she loved her.
Princess talked to her for a moment, let her hold her hand and allowed her face and hair to be caressed. Then with a Grace and Wisdom beyond her years, she held the woman’s hand, looked into her shrunken face and dulled eyes and said; ” I love you too.” She then gently touched the woman’s shoulder and said: “I’m going to go over there with my Momma now. Ok?” And she walked slowly away.

In that brief instant I saw Grace, Wisdom and a glimpse of the amazing Woman my daughter is destined to become. Led by her heart, filled with compassion and a Grace and Wisdom granted by God. She left me a bit speechless, with tears of wonder in my eyes and a full heart.

I just talked to Nathan. The rain and winds are picking up pretty strong in Corpus and there’s a tornado on the ground 10 miles from where we live, and one forming about 5 miles from our house. Luckily, Dolly stayed South of Brownsville and it seems that we’re not going to be getting the brunt of it. Thank you for all of you who e-mailed me and messaged me to check on us. What wonderful friends y’all are. I’ll try to keep y’all updated.
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700, A Rookie Mistake, Vegas and Dolly

700, Seven Hundred, 7-0-0! Unfortunately that is not what I won in Vegas, let’s say I broke even, K. That is the number of unread posts in my reader. Y’all, I love ya but hell no.

The following post has been written during a period of sheer exhaustion. It is probably not coherent, definitely not punctually correct and possibly might make no sense at all. Please bear with me. At last I gave y’all pictures to look at.

While I was having a fabulously over oxygenated time in Las Vegas, my darling adorable hubby took vacation and stayed home with the kids. Yes he rocks and Yes I’m blessed and I know it. My husband is absolutely amazing. I knew he could do it, but he did an even more stellar job than I expected. He handled the daddy challenge like a pro. Every day I got an e-mail from Princess which she dictated and he typed and sent via Blackberry/Strawberry communications. So cute! I melted a bit with each one. Holly, he rocked, which is the rookie mistake. My house was spotless, the laundry was done, he took the kids on two ‘field trips’ one to The Aquarium and one to Mr. Gatti’s. They were dressed in cute clean clothes, they were well rested and well behaved. Total Rookie Mistake dude. I now know that you can handle the kids all by yourself!! Ha!! It’s on now dude. BlogHer’09, Here I come!

So… Vegas. What can I say about Vegas? It rocked my world.
Zumanity.. holy hell y’all. Sensual, Sexual, titillating, gorgeous, amazing, out of this world.

Our hotel, The Excalibur, Meh. Slowest cocktail waitresses on the planet and we had to school them on what a ‘dressed beer’ is.
Seriously y’all, I know this isn’t just a Texas thing. Do y’all know how to dress a beer?

Vegas ~ Where Fanny Packs and Spandex are haute couture.

Mimosas anyone?


Gratuitous Tourist Shot


How Could I resist a Monkey Slot Machine


On the elevator at 4:30 AM, we had to get up at 6:30 AM to be at the airport to catch our flights.


We could have carried our clothes home in the bags under our eyes.

Dolly That not so little storm that is currently, rapidly growing into a Category 2, possibly Category 3 Hurricane is heading rapidly towards my home. Scheduled to hit late Tuesday night or early Wednesday morning around the Brownsville/ Corpus area. Did ya catch that? Corpus Christi, that place I live. Well shoot.

I’m not actually at home in Corpus right now. Because I am insane I jumped in my car with the kids Sunday and drove to Aggieland just for fun and to visit the family. Today I find out about Dolly. Needless to say, our trip is now being extended until we see what Dolly is going to do.
Please pray.
Because of the nature of Nathan’s job, he cannot leave. He’s one of the last able to evacuate if evacuation occurs. Please pray for everyone who is about to be affected by this storm.
I’ll keep y’all updated when I can.

Oh yes. Thank you to my fabulous Blogsitters! I love y’all. You took such good care of the place, and you even took out the trash. Y’all rock!

I know most of this was incoherent, I am exhausted and still suffering from sleep deprivation. I will bring back Mouthwatering Mondays next week. Sorry y’all.
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I fought the yard, and I won

Tackle It Tuesday Meme

So the fabulous ladies over at 5 Minutes For Mom host this terrific meme movement every Tuesday called Tackle It Tuesday. I’ve never participated before, and I thought this week was the perfect time to start.
I tackled (with hubby’s help) our backyard this past Friday.
The Weeds, the overgrown grass, the spiderwebs and lots of dead scary branches had taken over our yard and rendered it totally non kid friendly.
We hit the backyard armed with shovels, rakes, clippers, pressure washers, mower, weed eater and a chainsaw. I am woman, hear me and my power tools purr, remember.

Before Number 1



Before Number 2

Three hours later and two extremely large full trashcans later…
I present:

After Number 1

See that? A backyard that is kid friendly, open, clean and free of dead lime trees and other such child endangering shrubbery.
The path was left by our boxer, who passed away in April. I bought some grass seeds today and I plan on seeding the yard tomorrow so hopefully in a few weeks we’ll have a lush lawn in the backyard, just like in the front.

After Number 2

We like to barbecue, a little bit. The large pit was built by a friend of ours in New Braunfels and it has a smoker, a large cooking surface, a radio, a trailer hitch, wheels and even a propane burner for cooking side dishes. I love it.

The grill on the patio is my Propane Baby. I huge puffy heart it and use it at least a couple of times a week.

Then, there’s the 3rd grill. A 100% stainless steel sucker that is sitting in the old dog run area.

What? You don’t have 3 grills?
Shoot. We’re Texans honey! We love us some grillin’ :-)

So there you have it, my first Tackle It Tuesday. I’m rather proud and I shall be putting up Tiki Torches tonight to encircle the patio because we don’t have Mosquitos down here in South Texas… we have Skeeters that are big enough to take off with small children and pets and have been known to damn near drain a girl dry. I seriously think that they are some military cross breeding experiment between mosquitos and vampire bats, that went horribly horribly wrong. Between the skeeters and the giant flying roaches, it’s often a game of chance to go outside and play.

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Baptist Seating, Parking Lot Style

Anyone who knows Southern Baptists or has ever been in a Southern Baptist Church, knows that Southern Baptists are serious about their seating. They have their pew and their seat. This is serious, and it is important. Do not mess with a Southern Baptist’s seat at church. Some of these people have sat in the same seat for 50 years, others 50 minutes, but they are darn serious about that ‘assigned’ seating.

Thursday morning Nathan drove Princess to school. He parked in the First row.
I never realized quite how deeply ingrained Southern Baptist Seating is in us… until Nathan calls me on his way to work to ream chastise laughingly chide me for not instructing him as to parking protocol. See, we (about 5 or 6 of my girlfriend’s and I) always park in the SECOND row with our cars in alternating directions in a line so that we can talk to each other from car to car. It never struck me that we did this. every. single. morning. Until Nathan called to tell me that he had gotten in trouble for not parking properly, and I was therefore also in trouble for not informing him of the proper protocol.
Oops. My Bad.

I’m telling you people, us Southerners,we’re a weird bunch. :-)

Thanks to the idiots incompetence the brilliant dunderheads at Time Warner our internet has been really spotty so I haven’t been able to log on for most of the last two days. The withdrawal symptoms are becoming really bad.
Tomorrow there will be pictures and stories: Think Cart to Floor Diving at Walmart and Jellyfish.

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