LET THE RAINS BEGIN!

So….the rain begins last night…run, close the windows on the side of the house where the rain is blowing in…one gutter flowing over the side like a waterfall (no trees anywhere near that one…huh?)…John puts on a raincoat, grabs a ladder and clears it out. He is soaked and my hero. He has fixed a house where the basement leaked for years and is not going to let one gutter ruin that. Love it!

All is quiet and the down pour begins. Resting on the couch, playing games on my phone when not watching the amazing lightning storm and wind-gusting-rain. And then, the unthinkable…wait for it….our 65 pound dog has to go out REALLY BAD! (John is taking an online tax class and can’t rescue me or the dog) So, I brave the weather, he does his business and I think all is right with the world. NOPE!

Oh no, he is pacing again. Put on my soaking wet sneakers, hoodie and run him out again….CRASH ~ FLASH…he bolts for the door! I take off my gear and sit down only I don’t bother to put up the foot rest on the recliner this time. Sure enough…pacing, pacing, pacing. I am afraid this storm has loosened our dog’s grip. I am determined not to go back out. What to do? What to do? Got it! Our 12 pounder (little Sweetie dog) has a tether off the side porch…HOPE IT WORKS!!!! … success! The dogs spends what seems like an eternity outside but what was probably about 7 minutes total. All better! And we have both survived a stormy crisis and I have avoided a clean-up crisis! Woo Hoo!

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The Thief

When death knocked at her door it wasn’t polite.

It didn’t wait for her to open the door and welcome it in.

It broke open the locks, ran up the stairs and took her.

There will be no justice for this thief, only for her.

God’s beautiful angel…so precious in his sight.

Just Say NO!!!

I am home alone today…can’t you tell?  I actually have had time to write.  I was reading and enjoying other people’s blogs. While reading “Joyfullystated” she mentioned that members of her family will not be there because people shop on Thanksgiving.  Really??? Is it that sad that we cannot have a holiday without it becoming a major shopping event?

JUST SAY NO!!!!   Tell the retailers that you do not want them forcing people to either arrange their dinners around a store’s schedules or cause family members to miss out completely.  Since when is shopping more important than family?  DON’T SHOP, DON’T SHOP, DON’T SHOP, DON’T SHOP….PLEASE  PLEASE  PLEASE….DON’T SHOP!!!

My family is pretty well spread out so we don’t get together on Thanksgiving.  I think this is a go-to-the-inlaws-holiday for some. I go to my honey’s family get together. It is always fun and I am grateful that I was readily accepted and loved by his family. Then, I have a little (about 15-20 people) get together at my home Christmas Eve …which started at my Dad’s request because his apartment was too small.  Every year I swear it is the last year but the tradition continues.  I thought this was going to be my sister’s job…silly me, I had to be the social butterfly of the family.

I am so thankful for all that I have been blessed with in my life.  I have even reached a season where I am thankful for all of the mistakes I have made.  There are still things I wish never happened, things that make me sad but we survive…for that, I am thankful…very thankful!

Happy Thanksgiving and Blessings to All

and remember

JUST SAY NO!

 

 

Why make plans?

Five days off, a big woo hoo!

“I wanna spend some time with you.”

But hon, I have so much to do!

“I wanna spend some time with you.”

Then come along for the ride!

“I just want you by my side.”

Then stay with me on the fly!

“I just want you by my side.”

But hon, I have so much to do!

Stay by my side and I with you.

Keep me company and don’t feel blue.

You see…I’m spending time with you!

My sister

MY SISTER

My best friend

The one who feels my pain

The one who loves my faults

My confidant

The one who knows my secrets

The one who never tells

My protector

The one who is always there

The one who would battle for me

My heart

The one who cracks me up

The one I miss the most.

My sister…

The one.