Friday, November 5, 2010

Grand Opening of Rita's AND Walmart Gift Card Drawing




It was granddaughter night!

There was dancing to Tom Petty...





Custard from Rita's Grand Opening.... 

 Yummm...


"Grammy, this is so cold... can you heat it up for me?"

LOL


A waffle cone for Gracie...



A belly rub from Daddy...



And the drawing for the Walmart gift card...




Congratulations to Jim from Ocean Breezes ! If you would email me your address I will send your Walmart gift card :)



Thursday, November 4, 2010

It Was With Great Regret That We Performed Barnabas' Funeral

Meet Jinx the Cat. Jinxy was the best! I can't remember a time when he was not purring.  Even when I had him dressed in doll clothes complete with bonnet and booties and paraded him around the neighborhood in a doll stroller - he was still purring.


Gizmo was equally as great... only in a guinea pig kinda way.  Gizzy had a squeak that came from his sharp little toes and meant different things at different times.  I always knew what he wanted.

I had a black cat named Yogi and a puppy named Boots.

 I found a bat that flew smack dab into my neighbors front porch door and was deemed brain dead by me and a few of my friends.  Refusing to give up on him, I put him in a jar and put  holes in the lid and gave him a name, Barnabas. It was with great regret that we performed Barnabas' funeral a few days later.  

There was a dog named Smokey that lived past 20 and a cat named Mama Cat.  Scooter, a german poodle, and another guinea pig named Russie who loved to bite.  Matt the rabbit and ...  oh gosh I could go on and on.  

I guess I've always loved animals.




Is it any wonder Gracie was 
the best Christmas present ever?


My Christmas Present

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

A Burden


Jack came into my office the other day to get his new hearing aids.  He'd misplaced his old ones.  Couldn't find them anywhere.  His wife is in the nursing home and he was beside himself.  

Jack's been a customer of mine for over ten years.  He never leaves the office without a hug.  If I'm busy, he'll wait on his hug. 

Jack's not doing so well. 

"So you brought your buddy with you," I said... referring to the oxygen tank he carried and placed by his side as he sat down in the chair in my office.

We talked and laughed for a few minutes, then he started to cry.  "I hate being a burden to my kids," he said.  He was waiting for his daughter to park the car and come in.  

"Jack, I'm sure your kids don't see you as a burden.  You're they're dad... they love you." 

 Just then his daughter bolted in.  "He's never been happy with his hearing aids!" she says.  

Jack looked embarassed.  "Yes I have," he said.  "I've always liked my hearing aids."  

My guess is that she didn't want to spend the money.

"No, you haven't," she argued. 

 I could tell he was uneasy.  I looked her straight in the eyes, smiled at her and said... 
 "You look just like your mom!" 
 And she did.  

"I might look like her, but I'm not 
nice like her," she said.

She did softened then, and the mood changed.  

Maybe Jack's daughter was looking out for his best interest and maybe she thought I was taking advantage of him.  Whatever the case...  I got the idea that he was a burden to her.  

"I love your Dad!"  I said as she rolled her eyes.  "Well he better keep track of these hearing aids!"

He gave me a heartfelt hug and took 
his buddy and left.

I'm not sure if the daughter knew how lucky she was to still have her mom and dad in her life. 

 I sure do miss mine.