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Monday, July 22, 2013

Reading Maketh a Full Man, Sir Francis Bacon

  A couple of my old high school friends, one in California, the other near Austin, and I have been discussing on Face book, how we should start a book club, long distance. We've talked a lot about books we've read, and recommended a few. This sounds like so much fun, and really the only problem, for me that is, is one of the ladies reads ghost stories and mysteries that scare the life out of me. Just reading about what she reads, gives me nightmares.
 Really, these books are probably not that bad, but I'm a chicken. A big, fat, wing flapping, yellow feathered chicken. I change the channel, when scary movies are advertised on TV. The nightly news will keep me up nights.
 I do love to read, but lately, I've become a little bored with it. I can't say how many books I have started and never finished. Maybe I need to step it up a bit and start reading some mysteries, other than Nancy Drew.
 My husband reads all the time. He reads deep, spiritually enlightening books, as well as historical and biographies. I always picture us sitting side by side on a plane or beach, reading our books. The cover of his says, The Life of Dietrich Bonhoeffer. My cover says, How Stella Got Her Groove Back. Although, my book is more fun, his looks more impressive. I will be able to finish mine over the weekend. His will take weeks, possibly months.
  I still think an online book club with these old friends, and maybe others, would be fun. It may cause me to read some new things, get over a few fears, and reconnect with some of the best friends I ever had. I don't think they will be surprised that I am, shall we say, less than deep in my reading material.

Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Love At First Sight

 Today Lauren would be the same age I was, the day she was born. It's hard to believe, seems like yesterday.
 She was my third child, so I was not expecting any surprises. But, in true Lauren form, there were many surprises. She was actually born on her due date. That never happens, so when I went into labor, I thought it was just a back ache. I'd never had back labor before, and really didn't know there was such. It started hurting so bad, we went to the emergency room to get something for the pain. They told me I was in labor and sent Jon to have me admitted. The nurses called my doctor and said it would still be hours before she was born. I went to the bathroom, with a nurse standing outside the door, and here came Lauren, about to hit her head on the toilet. She was born in the hospital hallway.
 She was so chubby and beautiful. I said, " don't cry baby ", and she looked at me, made that little O face babies make, and I think she knew my voice. That I was Mom, and I would take care of her forever.

Tuesday, July 2, 2013

My Bucket List Has a Hole In It

 I fell out of my hammock, and I think I have a concussion.
 I know what you're thinking. Most people are injured playing sports, or riding motorcycles and other dangerous things. But, I got hurt falling out of a hammock. I just hope it's not as bad as my Lazy Boy recliner accident in '07, for which I'm still seeing a chiropractor.
 Then, there was the concussion I received in 2006, which I refer to as, Puppy Gate. I was stepping over a puppy gate and cracked my head on the ceramic tile in the utility room. I was goofy for months after that one. At least there were no witnesses, unlike the crowded, supermarket salad bar incident. Trying to make a simple purchase, I stepped on the tiniest piece of lettuce and, fell, for what seemed like, twenty minutes. I think I did permanent damage to my knee, and could possibly own that supermarket chain now, but I was too embarrassed to let the manager call for a doctor. I just wanted it to be over.
 So anyway, I fell out of my hammock, bounced my head off the ground, skinned my elbow, and bruised my tailbone. I have no great adventure story to tag on to the mishap. I don't do adventure or danger.
 I don't have a bucket list of exciting perilous things I want to do. If I had a bucket list, it would probably include things like, tour the Blue Bell ice cream factory. Or, finally see Man Of Steel, while it's still in Theaters. Also, I would like to visit Europe, if I didn't have to take a ship or a plane, and if I could be home by supper.



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A wife, mother, and spoiler of small dogs, I grew up in a small West Texas town, with my eyes full of sand, and my heart full of joy.

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