Good Bye Rocky

Kevin, Amy, Lily, and Forrest's cat, Rocky, died Friday. He had cancer and died
quietly. Today we buried him in the back yard beside Sam. He had just recently became an outside cat and he loved it. In fact, he actually became a friendly cat once he moved outside. Before he moved outside the only time he would visit me was when Kev and Amy were out of town. It was as if he knew I was the one with the food, so he was going to treat me kindly.
He did love the last few weeks before he died. He would come up to me and rub his little body along my legs and purr. One time I could not find him and was concerned he had drifted off. I called him several times. No Rocky. Finally I heard this soft meow. He had been hiding in the shade under the grill cover. I laughed at how he tricked me.
We buried him with his feeding bowl, and Lily and Forrest laid flowers on his grave.
He and Sam are together again...

Shannon

I have written much about my grandchildren, and my boys, but, have not told you about my daughter-in-laws. Shannon is my oldest son's love.

When I first saw Shannon, she was sixteen years old and sitting at my kitchen table along with some other kids. As I remember I immediately noticed her and knew without being told, that she was special. To my son. As you mothers of boys know, when that happens you are happy, for your son. And scared for yourself. Your baby will start the painful withdrawal from mom to his new love. It is hard for a mother. However, thanks to Shannon, it was much easier than I thought it would be.

Shannon blended very easily into our family. After graduation from high school, and after one semester away from Brian, she was back home in Memphis. Her parents had moved out of town, so I felt very much like her substitute mother. She and Brian would
come home from college each weekend (to do laundry) and on more than one occasion I would find her asleep on the couch in the den. In fact, if she ever sat down, you could be certain she would be asleep in no time at all.

Shannon has been a very dear "daughter" to me. She has been a support to me through out the years. Whenever I am down, in need of just having someone, she is there. She seems to have the knack of knowing when to help. She visited my mother in the nursing home, has jumped in to clean my house when I couldn't, even washing my hair when I was in the hospital. Now that's pretty darn nice thing for anyone to do!!!

I cannot even begin to tell you all about her. She is a remarkable mother to Max, and loving wife to my son. What more could a mother want for her son?


I won't be so serious in the future. I will talk about the sunny, light hearted side of her later. She took the picture of herself here. And she is usually smiling, instead of the serious girl you see... you can find her here

Making my Brain Mush

The new fall shows are starting. I am deep into Grey's Anatomy. I am wrapped up in Dancing With the Stars. Why do I mention all this on my blog? It is making me angry because I do not want to have my evenings revolve around these shows. I need to be doing other things...but for the life of me I cannot remember what they are???

My Sweet Girl

Lily is a very sweet girl. She loves to have sleep-overs with just us girls. We read all about Fancy Nancy, Cinderella, Belle. We play with Polly Pockets or Barbies.
She tells me secrets, and we share girl stuff. We sing, and laugh. It is just like when I was young and my cousin and best friend DiAnne would come spend the summer with me.

I know that right now I am her best friend, but, it will not always be. Soon, her school buddies will replace me. That's the way it should be, and I'll scoot over. But, for now I'll cherish being her best friend....

From the Look of It, He's Rich

Max is about to break the Tooth Fairy's bank...He leaves this buddy out for the wad of money he will get.

Gardening Memories

This is what my mother and grandmother called "border". Forever I thought that was its name. I still do not know its real name, but I think it is Bishop's Weed. This is one that I brought from my home in Paris, TN. It has gone with me from Crossover, to Maxima Cove, and now to my little home in Joffre neighborhood.

I like it so much. I love the varigation.

I like it because I watched my mother and grandmother growing it so many years ago.

Fall

I am so sad that summer is over. It really seems like it has been gone for weeks because my grandchildren have been back in school. Now though, it really seems like fall is close. The oaks trees have been dropping leaves and limbs lately, thanks to Ike. The grass is trying to die, and when I walk outside I step on acorns. It just makes me sad. I look at my flowers, and herbs I have planted in pots and say, who cares! Why can I not be excited that soon we will be cuddling up for the winter, wearing sweaters, and making soup??? I don't know, do you?

Being A Child

HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMY

On September 6, 2008 my daughter-in-law was forty. Now, personally, you could not prove it by me. She is young in spirit, and does not look at life in ages. At least that is how I see things through my youthful 61 year old eyes. Being mom to Lily and Forrest is keeping her young.

Happy Birthday Amy....so happy you are in my life...
I tried to cut Kevin out of this picture, but he is so darn cute he refused to be cut...

HAPPPY BIRTHDAY FORREST

Forrest turned four on August 30, 2008. As I write this I am turning 61.

We celebrated at Chucky Cheese. It was fun, fun, fun. There was dancing with Chucky.
We played lots of games and won prizes galore...We sang Happy Birthday and ate pizza and cake. The favorite gift was anything to do with Star Wars.

More pictures later...