Before my son grew into his head

JANUARY 23, 2009 Prospectors

Weddings, there are two kinds, one that deepens the bond already secured by love, and the kind that is just a white party, all carefully orchestrated with all good intentions of course. Watch the contenders, thats the key. Are they engrossed with each other, the preachers just a distance sound, drowned out by the loud buzz of wonder love. Or, have they a fixed gaze on the man reciting the contract, hoping this is not a mistake, distracted with the perfection of the flowers, lace and table settings. Yes, this is a female disorder I will admit. We want the dream, and think getting the cart in front of the horse is better than chancing no cart at all. And of course, it just sprials from there.

Now as an observer of many I feel safe in saying the best weddings are held at a beach, with a barefoot bride, a backyard, a fresh air ceremony puts a tear on my cheek.

JANUARY 20, 2009

Never Climb a fence with a gun in your hand, Berry Davis. Good advice.

Down .6Lbs...Well we just keep on Keeping on...

JANUARY 18, 2009 CHALLENGE

Colors pieced together give you depth, movement, life.

Today was a little tough, as far as walking the line. Sister was here and we cooked together for ourselves and for dad. Really enjoyed that.

I was Successful this Last week.. and I feel great about that...Sooo here goes another week.. All these tools that are available, it makes it a breeze to stay healthy...Meeting is Tuesday...I predict another 2lbs. As long as I keep losing 2 a week., I'm successful.

Dad looked really good today. We had a good day. I'm grateful.

My Blue Italian Lake

To My Child

You are the trip I did not take,
You are the pearls I could not buy.
You are my blue Italian lake,
You are my piece of foreign sky.

JANUARY 12, 2009 RANDOM

Monday, upon me again... I think I've lost 3 lbs this last week. Weigh in is tomorrow. Once the scale was down 8lbs... I must have been dehydrated... J and I went Treasury Hunting Saturday. Was thrilled to actually find some jewelry. a small gold bracelet. It's a start.

Dad got dizzy and passed out today. The final prognosis was somewhere between Dehydration and renal failure. He just needs to drink fluids.

JANUARY 9, 2009 ALFIE

Bill, my father, loves a dog. That is an understatement. Mother being raised in Mexico, also loves dogs, but from a distance. She has learned to hug and touch them freely, something that doesn't happen in Mexico. Growing up, we always had a dog. First I can remember was a runaway puddle, we were always chasing that tangle of black curls. Then when Mom was working as a housekeeper at a local hotel, a regular gave her a German Shepard, and not just an ordinary German Shepard. She was a retired police dog. Lady was incredible. She actually knew what you were saying. She would fetch my Dads keys, find his hat, carry a bag all the way home from the store. You could say go in the bathroom lady, and she would, or go to Dad's room, and she would. She had a great personality, we all just loved her so much, She was just SUPER special....

I too have a love for dogs. I feel incomplete if there's not one about foot. Well, here is a list of the menagerie I have as roommates. The Dogs; Pookie, Zed, Ziggy, CATS; Gracie, Buesher, Martin, Bird, Patrick. Okay, it doesn't look that bad in writing. Two are sitting on my legs, two are running about, chasing each other, one is trying to get up on me, one is outside, and one is in his bird cage, watching it all, punctuating all movements with little bird sounds.

Heather adopted a little guy Thursday. He is adorable, 2lbs of little joy. A mixed poochie of Maltese and Chihuahua, a Malchi. His name is Alfred Maximus Weatherspoon. I babysat yesterday while in my Sick bed, (couch) and crochet him a sweater and matching hat.

I stayed home 3 days with the tooth. Its is finally better, no more pills, they really tore up stomach. I have loss 5lbs this week already...Yes. Its not been hard, and I am satified. So it is just a matter of sticking to it... I can do this

Last night, after J got home from work I was building him a soup, he's standing near the stove, having his cocktail. I reached up to scratch my back and noticed how a crease just below by bra line was just extra FAT. I said "I can't believe how fat I am" Quickly, without thought, J Exclaimes with wide eye's as if to slap me "YOU SEXY BITCH !" We Laughed and Laughed, I hugged him... that's why he is the best husband. I'm sure lucky to have him as a partner. I'll have to be extra nice to him when I'm not feeling so lucky.