Sunday, November 16, 2014

My Two Smiles For the Week just passed

The first thing I wanted to share was me walking with my son down the endless hallways of UT Medical Center last week from his surgeon's office. 

 We came upon a mom and her baby girl toddling along (baby, not Mom) and the little girl had a charming little pink pacifier in her mouth just twirling!  As we each approached the another, the little girl who was just about as tall as her mom's knees waved that little starfish shaped hand at me.  Just like the Queen of England does...side to side, but with tiny fingers spread out.  Looking straight at my face.  I was enchanted!!!! Made my day!

The other thing was last week on Sunday a toddler, maybe two, in her pink dress and pink hair bow (just out of church I bet)...was being shepherded by her grandpa in the pharmacy part of the store.  He was following her as she walked or lurched really, about.  I got my toothpaste purchase in hand and made my way back to the main aisle through to the store's front area and there she stood!  A bottle of pink Pepto Bismol in her right hand, it pressed against her ear.  She had her eyes rolled up, mouth slightly open and her feet slightly crossed, and in deep concentration absorbed in her "phone call". 

I heard her grandfather say "where's Amy?" and the mom said "she's talkin' on her phone!"  Oh it was so funny to see her ernest face and that stance! Made my Sunday afternoon.

Just sayin'

Wednesday, November 12, 2014


Son got the all clear of everything and he is healthy as the proverbial horse.  No problems other than mundane so-so ones were found despite all the dire warnings.  God is good.  I knew He would be.

The weather has finally gotten chill...downright cold.  Others have had it worse to be sure.  But we will steadily get colder and snow will come.  I just hope when it does that I can still get down my hills and to the workouts I enjoy so much.  I got somewhat out of the mainstream by missing a good several weeks due to not only my absences but my back and knees were killing me.  They will get better.  I will see to it.  Work injuries that have never healed.  Most occurred on the Range qualifying with weapons.  You do have to get into some interesting positions, and in a hurry.  So you do it and hang the consequences.  After years pass, there always are consequences.  :-)

One of my colleagues passed away from a dread disease last week.  We others attended his Friend Visitation several evenings ago.  Old home weekin a way; you know how it is with all of us together.  We remarked that years don't pass and these things (death) don't happen to those we know.

You have to know that we all of us know better than that.  I am illustrating that it is always a shock.  And no one ever ages.  If they were 22  years old when you met them, they still are 22 years of age despite the current 54 years of age that a piece of paper says they are. Who?  Me age?  Nonsense.  Can't happen, doesn't happen, won't happen.  However you do (me) wake up each morning and move a bit less enthusiastically into the kitchen and when kneeling feeding the cat, you think that there must be some ultra strong gravity anomaly pressing down on you as you try to rise from kneeling.  Knees screaming for help..your back in a pretzel twist as you make your way upwards again.  But me?  Age?  Hurt joints from work?  Who? ME?  Nonsense.

Here's my side yard, a bit of my deck, the privacy fence up  on street side to keep the honking and stuff from the street down.  This was Sunday last.  Still lots of leaves there and still some color.