Mother's Day is past, thank God. Neither of my two sons came by or called. Didn't expect it. They are busy feeling sorry for themselves and hating me. They think I should have acted more like a friend and less like a mother. Loved them too much to do that.
This is to all of you out there who think they hate their parents or parent. Someone told me that to show a parent hatred you must think they love you enough to overlook it. Not so sure I love them that much. At any rate I want to let you parent haters know a few things. You may have good reason I don't know your circumstances, I can only go on my own. I was angry with my dad for years but was able to make peace with him before he died. I am so grateful for that. I wish I could have done it sooner but it happened and that is what matters. You may not get the chance to do this if you wait too long. Or if your parent dies suddenly. You may be haunted the rest of your life by the guilt you carry for leaving things unsettled.
If you have children they may treat you worse than you are treating your folks. If not they will lack respect for you. Most of your anger is based on a fantasy you created or a premise to hold you back from what you are afraid to do. i.e. I blamed my dad for encouraging me to leave college before I finished, years later I realized I was free to go to school and there wasn't anything he could do about it. He didn't care, life was different by then. When you carry bitterness and hatred toward another you are the one who is hurt. My granddaughters don't see me because their father is a really confused but rather than make life more turbulent for him and his girls I will stay away and hope for a miracle.
I pray he will resolve this insanity and make peace with me. As for the other son I hope the same for him.
Thursday, May 12, 2011
Tuesday, May 03, 2011
PETCO SUCKS
Today I learned that PETCO will no longer give 10% off at checkout when you buy over 200lbs. of dogfood. Nutro(my dog food)dropped the bag weight down 5lbs and raised the price shortly after I started buying it. Now the only perk I get is a free bag every time I buy 10 bags of food. If anyone gets a better deal at another pet store please let me know. I want to buy quality food.
Sunday, May 01, 2011
Rainy Sunday
Yesterday I thoroughly cleaned our enclosed front porch. Today I lit candles and reveled in my efforts. As raindrops drummed upon the roof inside it was dry and candlelit. The furniture nicely arranged and my cat, Violet, trying to paw her way into my lap.
We have new neighbors across the street. I haven't officially met them other than a wave and a hello. They seem delighted in their small front lawn. They have put up a short windmill and an arch over the walk. Something you grown a vine or roses on. It is nice to see them take interest. So many drive on the lawn or kill the grass with animals and children. They have children also, their little girl was wailing in a "why can't I have what I want" fashion yesterday. She was seated in a small lawn chair holding a stuffed toy. Her father approached her, took the toy inside, then returned for her. He took her hand and though she resisted, he calmly pulled her inside. She was soon quiet. I felt her frustration. It isn't fun when everyone else is bigger than you are and when you feel you have no power.
Today I'm invited to a baby shower for my sister's adopted granddaughter. I knitted a blanket afghan in light green, yellow, violet and white squares. Also a toy dog that looks like a rabbit in the same colors. The toy is very soft and a baby might like it. Well I'm not looking forward to the dumb games but it will be nice to see some of my family.
We have new neighbors across the street. I haven't officially met them other than a wave and a hello. They seem delighted in their small front lawn. They have put up a short windmill and an arch over the walk. Something you grown a vine or roses on. It is nice to see them take interest. So many drive on the lawn or kill the grass with animals and children. They have children also, their little girl was wailing in a "why can't I have what I want" fashion yesterday. She was seated in a small lawn chair holding a stuffed toy. Her father approached her, took the toy inside, then returned for her. He took her hand and though she resisted, he calmly pulled her inside. She was soon quiet. I felt her frustration. It isn't fun when everyone else is bigger than you are and when you feel you have no power.
Today I'm invited to a baby shower for my sister's adopted granddaughter. I knitted a blanket afghan in light green, yellow, violet and white squares. Also a toy dog that looks like a rabbit in the same colors. The toy is very soft and a baby might like it. Well I'm not looking forward to the dumb games but it will be nice to see some of my family.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
My friend Feng Shiyh reminded me that we became friends because of this blog and I realized I had totally neglected it for a long time. I am back. I am not sold out to Facebook because I don't like it as well as a blog. If you write more than 3 words the readers of Facebook go to sleep. They have all these games they play that waste time and get you nowhere.
Since my last post my dogs, Hilda, Charlie and Gretchen are older as am I. They are becoming less of a problem and more of a companion. But they do have their barks. Especially Charlie and Gretchen. The play the bark game. Gretchen hi yips and Charlie woof woof woofs until you want to strangle them both. Then Stan puts them in jail which consists of being tied to the back porch rail so they can't get involved in the game. After the time out they are given another chance. Usually Gretch hides in her dog house to avoid trouble.
My granddaughters are too busy to see me. I am looking for new ones. Their father is being a dickhead and won't let the 7yr old see me. She is my friend but has little power of her own, being 7. There seems to be a rash of adult children in my son's generation who are mad at their parents or the responsible parents at least. Stan has a similar problem as do many of my friends. Their children just cut them out. I wonder if this is because the children don't need their parents help.
Whatever, I want to see my grandgirls.
There is a sweet little guy down the street and his mother is my friend. He is busy but once in a while he comes with her and plays UNO and he tries so hard to beat me. Sweet kid.
I have tried to mend things with the boys(both of them hate me) but they aren't open to reconciling. Not yet anyway. Well if I write it all today there won't be anything to say tomorrow. More later.
Since my last post my dogs, Hilda, Charlie and Gretchen are older as am I. They are becoming less of a problem and more of a companion. But they do have their barks. Especially Charlie and Gretchen. The play the bark game. Gretchen hi yips and Charlie woof woof woofs until you want to strangle them both. Then Stan puts them in jail which consists of being tied to the back porch rail so they can't get involved in the game. After the time out they are given another chance. Usually Gretch hides in her dog house to avoid trouble.
My granddaughters are too busy to see me. I am looking for new ones. Their father is being a dickhead and won't let the 7yr old see me. She is my friend but has little power of her own, being 7. There seems to be a rash of adult children in my son's generation who are mad at their parents or the responsible parents at least. Stan has a similar problem as do many of my friends. Their children just cut them out. I wonder if this is because the children don't need their parents help.
Whatever, I want to see my grandgirls.
There is a sweet little guy down the street and his mother is my friend. He is busy but once in a while he comes with her and plays UNO and he tries so hard to beat me. Sweet kid.
I have tried to mend things with the boys(both of them hate me) but they aren't open to reconciling. Not yet anyway. Well if I write it all today there won't be anything to say tomorrow. More later.
Monday, June 14, 2010
Hilda and Hocking Hills
This all because of Shiyh my Chinese friend. She read my blog and I'm sure many do and just forget to comment but when you comment I know you are out there.
My mama dog Hilda has been afflicted with hypersensitivity to fleas which results in her pulling her hair out. She also had a hotspot on her tail. The vet shaved even more and so now she looks strange. She is on antibiotics and stearoids to stop the itch. She is much calmer and chewing less. She may become our inside dog since the fleas are plentiful this year, despite the flea killer stuff.
The rain in Indiana falls mainly on the mud. We aren't inundated like Arkansas but it rains about every 2 days lately. The house smells of mildew and I have been attacking with bleach. There is a fan going in the crawl space.
Next week I go on a mini-vacation with an old friend. Kim and I are going to Ohio. We are staying in a cabin in Hocking Hills, south of Columbus. There is a hottub on the porch. I think I'll be able to manage somehow. Our respective spouses will remain at home with their respective animals. We did a trip to Michigan 2 years ago and I didn't want to come home. It was so peaceful and relaxing.
My mama dog Hilda has been afflicted with hypersensitivity to fleas which results in her pulling her hair out. She also had a hotspot on her tail. The vet shaved even more and so now she looks strange. She is on antibiotics and stearoids to stop the itch. She is much calmer and chewing less. She may become our inside dog since the fleas are plentiful this year, despite the flea killer stuff.
The rain in Indiana falls mainly on the mud. We aren't inundated like Arkansas but it rains about every 2 days lately. The house smells of mildew and I have been attacking with bleach. There is a fan going in the crawl space.
Next week I go on a mini-vacation with an old friend. Kim and I are going to Ohio. We are staying in a cabin in Hocking Hills, south of Columbus. There is a hottub on the porch. I think I'll be able to manage somehow. Our respective spouses will remain at home with their respective animals. We did a trip to Michigan 2 years ago and I didn't want to come home. It was so peaceful and relaxing.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Back to what passes for normal
I awoke to find that my head no longer felt like it was being crowded by some unseen force that made my ears feel plugged and my facial bones ache. This is a replay of what I had early April so I got some liquid echinecea and plan to hit it hard.
Did you ever realize that what you believe is real is only your perception. We say things like that but did you realize it? I recently did an excercise prompted by Deepok Chopra in his THE THIRD JESUS. You think of something you are afraid of, sit quietly with eyes shut and visualize what you fear. Then make the scene larger, then smaller. Stay with it a while then open your eyes. Did you notice how you were able to manipulate the thoughts and the fear? You were in control of the thoughts that produced your fear. Thoughts=Fear. You can control your fear not by avoiding it but by facing it and manipulating it. There are fears that don't include thought or at least I don't think they do. Like the fear my dog has of thunder storms. She roams the house hiding under the table every time it thunders. Even though she is out of the storm, she fears the noise. Does she remember a time when it stormed and she feared it, or does she hear the sound and feel fear?
Whatever, at least I have my head back.
Did you ever realize that what you believe is real is only your perception. We say things like that but did you realize it? I recently did an excercise prompted by Deepok Chopra in his THE THIRD JESUS. You think of something you are afraid of, sit quietly with eyes shut and visualize what you fear. Then make the scene larger, then smaller. Stay with it a while then open your eyes. Did you notice how you were able to manipulate the thoughts and the fear? You were in control of the thoughts that produced your fear. Thoughts=Fear. You can control your fear not by avoiding it but by facing it and manipulating it. There are fears that don't include thought or at least I don't think they do. Like the fear my dog has of thunder storms. She roams the house hiding under the table every time it thunders. Even though she is out of the storm, she fears the noise. Does she remember a time when it stormed and she feared it, or does she hear the sound and feel fear?
Whatever, at least I have my head back.
Sunday, March 07, 2010
Wow I got 4 comments on the last blog!!! I have been waiting for more when I realized I needed to write another blog. There is only so much you can say about a blog then you need a new one.
My dog Charley has been faced with a new challenge. We tried to take all 3 german shepherds to the park this week and learned that Charley my faithful obedient male has reached puberty. Boy has he reached it. We are no longer able to penetrate his frequency. He does what he damn well pleases. He isn't a small dog and I don't like to take him on a leash because I often come away with a nearly dislocated arm. So I bought a new torture lead for him. He is not harmed by it, he just thinks it needs to come off. The lead goes around his nose and is pulled from below, so when he tried to pull away it is tightened around his snout. He really hates that and is learning quick that if he doesn't pull away it won't tighten. However, every so often he just goes bezerk and tries to get it off. If you scroll down you can see Charley.
Sunshine is here. After a long cold dark winter SUNSHINE IS HERE!!!! It has been here off and on since Monday. It is so wonderful. It was 45 and warm yesterday. We will probably get heat prostration when it hits 70. I have been digging bush roots. It is very muddy on the shoes but easier to get the roots out. Once upon a time someone decided to plant not one but two rows of bushes along the property line. I want this spot for an early garden. Since we added the potting shed(pictures on www.flickr.com/photos/64395360@N00/) we have a secluded spot in the sun. I have decided to move the lilac in the middle of the yard which will be more digging. I have set a goal of 1 bush a day.
Well I'm off to enjoy the SUNSHINE!!!
My dog Charley has been faced with a new challenge. We tried to take all 3 german shepherds to the park this week and learned that Charley my faithful obedient male has reached puberty. Boy has he reached it. We are no longer able to penetrate his frequency. He does what he damn well pleases. He isn't a small dog and I don't like to take him on a leash because I often come away with a nearly dislocated arm. So I bought a new torture lead for him. He is not harmed by it, he just thinks it needs to come off. The lead goes around his nose and is pulled from below, so when he tried to pull away it is tightened around his snout. He really hates that and is learning quick that if he doesn't pull away it won't tighten. However, every so often he just goes bezerk and tries to get it off. If you scroll down you can see Charley.
Sunshine is here. After a long cold dark winter SUNSHINE IS HERE!!!! It has been here off and on since Monday. It is so wonderful. It was 45 and warm yesterday. We will probably get heat prostration when it hits 70. I have been digging bush roots. It is very muddy on the shoes but easier to get the roots out. Once upon a time someone decided to plant not one but two rows of bushes along the property line. I want this spot for an early garden. Since we added the potting shed(pictures on www.flickr.com/photos/64395360@N00/) we have a secluded spot in the sun. I have decided to move the lilac in the middle of the yard which will be more digging. I have set a goal of 1 bush a day.
Well I'm off to enjoy the SUNSHINE!!!
Monday, March 01, 2010
winter and blogs
I am in a void and I write to no one. My last blog received 0 comments. It is all Facebook now and I will continue my blog. I will write to the stratosphere or somewhere because I can and I have more to say than anyone on Facebook has patience for. My dogs are yipping and my husband is yelling "shut up", it is like they have different barks. They yip when they play. We are planning a trip in March and April. Headed south,,Houston and Padre Island. I will write about my trip here and you can't stop me. I plan another trip to a yoga retreat in Ohio this summer with my friend nameless. We did this a few years ago Michigan near Traverse City that time. We like to go nearby since we drive.
Winter is giving up the fight but not without a struggle. More snow over the weekend and the icy grip is lessening by degrees. My butter knows, it is softening. This has been a cold dark winter. Only a few sunny days and lately a sunny day is a cause for pictures and celebration. Maybe spring will make up for the lack of sun this winter. Well this wasn't much but there will be more.
Winter is giving up the fight but not without a struggle. More snow over the weekend and the icy grip is lessening by degrees. My butter knows, it is softening. This has been a cold dark winter. Only a few sunny days and lately a sunny day is a cause for pictures and celebration. Maybe spring will make up for the lack of sun this winter. Well this wasn't much but there will be more.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Living like Charley
Well here we are another day after Christmas. Somehow I always like today. The glitter and gleam have quieted and life can return to as normal as it gets. The year is ending for good or evil and a new one looms ahead. Days will begin to lengthen and the sun will shine more and it will be spring after all the snow falls and the ice freezes.
What we do with each minute of everyday will determine how life will unfold. Will it be dark or bright. We have the choice in how we perceive each moment. If we look for sadness and unrest we will find it as sure as we will find possibilities and hope. My life has had the opportunity lately to be one of anger and unrest, also sadness and self pity. This has been an unusual and peaceful Christmas because I decided it would be blessed instead of cursed. I found joy and peace this Christmas and my loyal friend and I felt close because of the unpleasantness.
I try to pattern my behavior after my German Shepherd, Charley. Charley is always so happy to see me and when I pet him he falls against me and lies on my feet. If I scold him for something he lowers his head and his ears and slinks off. But if I call him he is right there happy to see me again. No resentment or anger just living in the moment and forgetting the past. Life is so much better when I can live it like Charley.
What we do with each minute of everyday will determine how life will unfold. Will it be dark or bright. We have the choice in how we perceive each moment. If we look for sadness and unrest we will find it as sure as we will find possibilities and hope. My life has had the opportunity lately to be one of anger and unrest, also sadness and self pity. This has been an unusual and peaceful Christmas because I decided it would be blessed instead of cursed. I found joy and peace this Christmas and my loyal friend and I felt close because of the unpleasantness.
I try to pattern my behavior after my German Shepherd, Charley. Charley is always so happy to see me and when I pet him he falls against me and lies on my feet. If I scold him for something he lowers his head and his ears and slinks off. But if I call him he is right there happy to see me again. No resentment or anger just living in the moment and forgetting the past. Life is so much better when I can live it like Charley.
Sunday, December 06, 2009
Commercial Christmas
Do you ever wonder why people buy into this Christmas spending year after year. It has to be done by Christmas so there starts the stress. You have to buy the right gift so the person who gets it will be pleased, more stress. You have to go out with other poor souls some of whom are coughing and sneezing, germs, more stress. When you are all done and Christmas is past, your credit card bill comes, more stress. Why do we continue year after year to stress ourselves over such a silly custom? Are we afraid to offend or afraid we won't be loved. How ridiculous, if someone loves you they aren't going to stop because you gave them a gift card or donated to a worthwhile charity in their name.
There are those who need things far worse than the guy you are buying for who probably will hide the gift in the attic and forget who gave it to him. A few years ago I gave money to an acquaintance with cancer because she was unemployed and needed it. I told my daughter-in-law that her gift had gone for this reason. She was pleased and interested in what happened. Later the girl died in Las Vegas but she had a good time on her trip and up until the last. She was able to make the trip a long time dream. Being part of her adventure was remembered more than a pj's or a dvd.
I have decided to give more time to the people who really matter to me throughout the year and less at Christmas. They will get use to it or not.
There are those who need things far worse than the guy you are buying for who probably will hide the gift in the attic and forget who gave it to him. A few years ago I gave money to an acquaintance with cancer because she was unemployed and needed it. I told my daughter-in-law that her gift had gone for this reason. She was pleased and interested in what happened. Later the girl died in Las Vegas but she had a good time on her trip and up until the last. She was able to make the trip a long time dream. Being part of her adventure was remembered more than a pj's or a dvd.
I have decided to give more time to the people who really matter to me throughout the year and less at Christmas. They will get use to it or not.
With One Voice
Life is always giving me a different direction. I go along thinking I know where I am going or better yet where I am, only to find out I haven't got a clue. I was comforted to learn that when you can say I don't know it only means that you have an open mind and more to find out.
I was fortunate this week in being able to see a new documentary by Mat and Carol Flickstein called, "With One Voice". Many spiritual teachers of many differing faiths were interviewed in a free form style. No leading questions other than the topic. Each teacher was given the option to discuss spirituality as it pertains to religion for about 90 minutes. They talked about their own spiritual experiences and about how religion and spirituality differ. Also addressed was how peace and conflict can exist together without starting war. Then the editor cut things down to the best of all in about a 78 min film. It was so intense regarding thought provocation that I have to buy it so I can slow it down and absorb it better. After the film I had a hard time referring to different teachers or being able to put the teacher with the teaching, despite my efforts to remember who said what during the film.
It was a good documentary because I wanted to see it again as did some of my friends who were present. Many answers and many questions still remain. I am awed by the teachers who spend their lives looking for answers.
I was fortunate this week in being able to see a new documentary by Mat and Carol Flickstein called, "With One Voice". Many spiritual teachers of many differing faiths were interviewed in a free form style. No leading questions other than the topic. Each teacher was given the option to discuss spirituality as it pertains to religion for about 90 minutes. They talked about their own spiritual experiences and about how religion and spirituality differ. Also addressed was how peace and conflict can exist together without starting war. Then the editor cut things down to the best of all in about a 78 min film. It was so intense regarding thought provocation that I have to buy it so I can slow it down and absorb it better. After the film I had a hard time referring to different teachers or being able to put the teacher with the teaching, despite my efforts to remember who said what during the film.
It was a good documentary because I wanted to see it again as did some of my friends who were present. Many answers and many questions still remain. I am awed by the teachers who spend their lives looking for answers.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Remebering Ted Kennedy
My friend from Fla was here yesterday, with her husband. It was good to see them even if they didn't eat much pizza. My other friend who lives here also came to see Jeannette again. We all used to do hair together many years ago. None of us do hair now except for friends and relaltives. It was nice talking with them again.
Today at breakfast I was struck by something, endings. How some are pleasant and some are sad. When your headache ends it is pleasant, when a relationship ends it isn't. How some things end without notice, like the life of a bug or the end of the day. The end of the day can also be spectacular, like the sunset over Silver Lake. How the end of a child's life can bring intense misery and the end of a rainy spell happiness.
Maybe this had to do with the end of life for Ted Kennedy. He was a better man than I knew. The fact that his young nieces and nephew's and grandchildren lingered at his gravesite proved that. To have one's life end and so many people share the goodness accomplished in your life must be gratifying. I'm sure he was there too. To live to help others is truly a calling. It makes me realize I could be doing more. The reading today talked about not just preaching about religion but living it and doing it. That is what Ted tried to do. That is what all of us should try to do.
Today at breakfast I was struck by something, endings. How some are pleasant and some are sad. When your headache ends it is pleasant, when a relationship ends it isn't. How some things end without notice, like the life of a bug or the end of the day. The end of the day can also be spectacular, like the sunset over Silver Lake. How the end of a child's life can bring intense misery and the end of a rainy spell happiness.
Maybe this had to do with the end of life for Ted Kennedy. He was a better man than I knew. The fact that his young nieces and nephew's and grandchildren lingered at his gravesite proved that. To have one's life end and so many people share the goodness accomplished in your life must be gratifying. I'm sure he was there too. To live to help others is truly a calling. It makes me realize I could be doing more. The reading today talked about not just preaching about religion but living it and doing it. That is what Ted tried to do. That is what all of us should try to do.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Sunday, August 23, 2009
At odds
Well I could write about my short trip to Ohio but I really don't feel like it. I have been waiting for my son to regain sanity and it is going to be a long wait I'm afraid. There is nothing worse that a conservative redneck who thinks he's right. You just can't get through the thickness of his skull. So I must wait. He allowed me a visit with my granddaughters last week and I could visit again but I would have to see him again. Right now that isn't a priority. May be down the road a ways. When he needs me he will soften.
Big Guy has added a room on the garage. It is my potting shed/craft room. It will also store wood pellets for the pellet stove. It has much window light and a work table along 2 walls. The upstairs will also be nice when he finishes. He says it will be a space. Not sure what that means but I'm sure it will have a deck. It will be a nice place to hide out in when I need quiet. I think the upstairs will be for the dogs too. It will make a nice shelter in the winter.
Big Guy's grandson went home today. His dad picked him up. He's a good kid and was very helpful during his time here. He said he wants to come back next summer. He pointed out that he could come anytime since his grandpa will be retired. I won't be long, the 1st of October. The guest room/computer room will be the next project. He has to finish wiring the garage/potting shed too.
I will think nice thoughts about my son tonight.
Big Guy has added a room on the garage. It is my potting shed/craft room. It will also store wood pellets for the pellet stove. It has much window light and a work table along 2 walls. The upstairs will also be nice when he finishes. He says it will be a space. Not sure what that means but I'm sure it will have a deck. It will be a nice place to hide out in when I need quiet. I think the upstairs will be for the dogs too. It will make a nice shelter in the winter.
Big Guy's grandson went home today. His dad picked him up. He's a good kid and was very helpful during his time here. He said he wants to come back next summer. He pointed out that he could come anytime since his grandpa will be retired. I won't be long, the 1st of October. The guest room/computer room will be the next project. He has to finish wiring the garage/potting shed too.
I will think nice thoughts about my son tonight.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Silent Noise
I hope I make it through this month. There so many things I can think of to do but normally they would be put on a shelf for later or never thought of at all. This month I try to do as many as I think of and that is tiring. Right now I am painting the porch floor and cleaning everything I see. I hope this passes soon, I'm tired.
I wrote this recently:
Silent Noise
Bird chatter, cars whizzing
No human sounds
No animal sounds
Noise in the silence
Miss Gato appears at the screen door
Softly she approaches
Then disappears.
Somewhere in the yard
Crickets chirp
Adding to the silent cacophony.
Rain barely falls
Upon the silent noise
I wonder as we go about our lives
Are we all making silent noise?
Sweet Rose
I wrote this recently:
Silent Noise
Bird chatter, cars whizzing
No human sounds
No animal sounds
Noise in the silence
Miss Gato appears at the screen door
Softly she approaches
Then disappears.
Somewhere in the yard
Crickets chirp
Adding to the silent cacophony.
Rain barely falls
Upon the silent noise
I wonder as we go about our lives
Are we all making silent noise?
Sweet Rose
Monday, August 10, 2009
August
This is my crazy month and I have been enjoying it. When it first started I was a bit apprehensive but since then I have come to welcome it. I get more done and am more creative in this month. August is like a precurser of what is coming. The spiders rally to build more webs. The wind is active in bringing in change. It is cloaked in a soft moisture that is so seductive. Rushing through the leaves it mimics the ocean's waves. Days are warm and lazy. I could sit all day save for my monkey mind that insists I do this or that.
Now that my granddaughters are returning to school I have more time for me, not that they were here that much this year. Now their father is saying I must stay away,(he's going through a spell) I really miss them. But I have my dogs. Charly is such a lover. He wants to nuzzle me and lick my face. Gretchen is more autistic, she allows one pet then prances off. She is so thin, she eats but she runs all the time. And Hilda the dear old thing. She is only 7 and is old according to the dog food bags. She has been exercising more(daily morning runs) and eating less and has dropped much of her puppy fat. I swear she reads my mind. I drive Hilda and Charly or gretchen(they take turns) to the park each weekday morning. It must be fun seeing my little Honda Civic coming at you with Hilda sticking her head out of the passenger window and Charly out the driver's side. People probably wonder who is driving.
Now that my granddaughters are returning to school I have more time for me, not that they were here that much this year. Now their father is saying I must stay away,(he's going through a spell) I really miss them. But I have my dogs. Charly is such a lover. He wants to nuzzle me and lick my face. Gretchen is more autistic, she allows one pet then prances off. She is so thin, she eats but she runs all the time. And Hilda the dear old thing. She is only 7 and is old according to the dog food bags. She has been exercising more(daily morning runs) and eating less and has dropped much of her puppy fat. I swear she reads my mind. I drive Hilda and Charly or gretchen(they take turns) to the park each weekday morning. It must be fun seeing my little Honda Civic coming at you with Hilda sticking her head out of the passenger window and Charly out the driver's side. People probably wonder who is driving.
Tuesday, August 04, 2009
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