Oh Aunt Dee didn't send them home like that....Ben and Jackson spent the night with us last night. I think they had a big time in the mud. My bathtub was looking good.....their skin was so soft afterward that I thought about going down and rolling around in it.
Blogging can be dangerous! Today while digging for a photo of Biscuit for Tuesday's post I was pulling down an old box I had stored up in the cabinet over the dryer and a heavy frame fell out and hit me on the head. OMG. I saw stars. And I screamed. And I cried...I really cried. And I held my hands on my head for two minutes screaming for Toonces to come help me. Two minutes. He said, "I thought you were out playing with the puppies." I was afraid to nap in case I had a concussion. I could only imagine the headline: Woman Dies After Head Injury Caused By Blogging.
Happy Birthday Michelle!
Shiny happy people holding hands
Shiny happy people laughing.
Love them, love them
Put it in your hands
Take it, take it
There's no time to cry
Put it in your heart
Where tomorrow shines
Gold and silver shine. - R.E.M.
Here we go starting with Joe. (Ooh I rhymed) The object is that I have to answer 5 questions from these guys that they selected and yes we threw in a few for Toonces too.
In other words Joe, I wasn't chompin' at the bit to get married okay. But I'm glad I did it. I really love being married.
2. Why did you pick the place for your wedding? the Bahamas? The first trip we went on together 17 years ago was the Bahamas. When he first mentioned it (our first month of dating) my answer was "I don't want to go to the Bahamas...everybody goes there. What about Jamaica?" I learned to play blackjack in the Bahamas.
This last go round he and I went together after months and months of just being friends....and though I tried my hardest, when we got to the islands all those old feelings came back and I knew I still loved him......and I knew he had always loved me. It was a magical trip and we started dating seriously again after that trip....no other place would have been the same. We have some incredible memories from Freeport. We have been there about 8 times together over the years.
3. Why did you pick the places that you volunteer at?
The arts is an obvious reason I would think...I have photographs there and I think it is important to offer creative outlets in the community. All towns need a gallery and I will do all I can to keep ours open.
The Clothes Closet is run by Toonces's church. I say T's because I am not Presbyterian and do not intend to be...and after other experiences moving my membership I think I will hold off. But I love clothes, I know clothes and it was a way for me to give back to the community. It suits me. And I respect his church and it was my way of being involved too.
4. What are you planning to do for your 65th birthday? I asked Toonces this one too...his answer: spend it w/ the Bear. (that would be me)
No Joe I haven't planned this far in advance. I did well enough turning 40...lets not push it.
I can only hope I have dealt with the depression of not being what society considers...well you know. I hope I have gotten over being about looks and am all heart by that point though I hope I am a very sexy 65 year old for T and the other old men in town.
I hope the kids will still want to come to my parties... Honestly I hope I am healthy and strong and I can rent a house at the beach for all of us...by then Caleb and Jackson will be married with kids...I guess all of them might be. God willing all of us will be alive and can go to the beach together in a huge house. Maybe even mama and daddy. And I will show the kids how to make great martinis!
5. Are you happy?
yes. I am at the top of the mountain as Bono on Idol spoke of last night. I don't know how I am so blessed. I couldn't be happier.
I also asked Toonces this one...yes, he said. "Yes."
Joe asked a bonus question that I didn't necessarily have to answer but I am sure many might be curious.
6. Since you are so great with all of the kids why don't you have any of your own?
Because I am old Joe.
Honestly I didn't have my priorities lined up right early in life. Or maybe I did since I didn't marry and divorce young to find out who I was. I went for finding out who I was right off the bat. I made so many mistakes. But I don't need a middle age crisis to go soul searching. I've done that.
I do not think I would have been a good mother. Things happen for a reason. I am moody and I would have loved a baby more than life itself but I am not sure being my kid would have been a good thing. I didn't want any kids until my clock hit at around 33. And thank goodness I didn't elect to have a child on my own just to fulfill a biological time clock. I don't think that is fair to any child. That is only about you.
I am a great aunt. I love those kids as much as I could love anything. I would give my life for one of them just like I would have my own....that will be enough for me. I will give them all I have to give.
Toonces thought it was too much effort. Me? I have always wanted a monkey. Ever since Ellie Mae had one on the "Beverly Hillbillies". I would still like to have a monkey. And I have to laugh thinking how pissed Darius would be.
There were a few more questions that we both answered.....
If you could live your life over what one thing would you do differently?
Toonces said....be with Rollie earlier...(longer)...the same for me.
1. Leave a comment saying "Interview Me"
2. I will respond by asking you five questions.
3. You will update your weblog with the answers to those questions.
4. You will include the explanation and offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment you will interview them with 5 questions.
Anyone who has a question for me or T send it on!
If you could have a fabulous dinner party for 5 famous people (deceased only) who would it be?
Toonces- Hunter S Thompson, Humphrey Bogart, Larry Brown, F Scott Fitzgerald and his wife Zelda.
me- Janis Joplin, Elvis, Hemmingway, Zelda and Johnny Cash and June Carter Cash and Fitzgerald...Bogart....okay I cheated.
HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND!
If you come to visit one of the many renovations we've done this Spring will pop right out at you. I love the new roof color but I am still singing the tune to "Green Acres" every time I see it. I was personally not involved (not allowed) in painting the barn roof.
I wasn't out of the car long making this picture when I was greeted by the sweet Clark guard dogs....they are so well trained they just stood wagging their tails waiting for me to get back in the car and drive down to see them.
My sister commented on how well behaved the Thugs were around other dogs Monday night at the park while Caleb played baseball and we looked on. She commented right before I heard Izzy scream and Melanie's eyes got big and Earl completely jumped over me, jerking my right arm over my head (I was sitting) and dragged me over the paved drive to get to his sister Eudora who was being attacked by 2 very small weenie dogs while Isabelle yanked on her leash to no avail.
Izzy had been walking Eudora earlier and had done quite well and still had the leash. I ,being pretty much an idiot, had not thought of how they were going to react to other dogs in the park...especially the tiny ones...and how forceful Eudora could be....and had let tiny Izzy who just turned six hold the leash.
Poor baby Seth had just sat down in my lap to rest and I'm sure he will never sit down in Aunt Dee's lap again. I had him with one arm during the commotion trying not to let him roll down the hill while Earl was dragging us across the parking lot......Nice.
Other than that they were angels.
The Explorer has pretty much had a load like this in it every day this week from one greenhouse or another. The warm weather is so nice that you forget how much work it is getting everything ready for summertime. You forget until it is 8:00 pm and you are in the bathtub covered in dirt and grime with your back aching.
We have found 3 eggs since the Easter egg hunt. One was destroyed by the lawnmower. One was actually a prize egg. Next year for a twist I've decided to let the kids hide the eggs for the adults after their competition. My neighbor told me that was a lot of fun and the kids love the adults fighting for eggs.
I watched Blood Diamond finally and I can tell you in all honesty that I wouldn't have wanted such a big one if I had seen that first. I kept looking at it during the movie and you have to wonder if someone died for that stone....it makes you sick inside. I doubt I will ever buy another diamond. That just broke my heart. Damn that Leonardo DiCaprio is an excellent actor....he deserved all that buzz during Oscar time.
I did the "wildflower dance" tonight with the help of Toonces and the Thugs and the cats. I mixed wildflower seeds in with the grass planted on the way to the pond....and we danced on them. I heard about the rice planting rituals while at a plantation in Charleston and thought it would be nice to do something similar.
Idol news....I am still Melinda and Jordin all the way and I am still voting for Blake though soon I will just be for the girls.
Today instead of kick boxing class they had a step class. Rollie was a maniac in that class. It had been like forever since I'd done any step and when they were up I was back. When they were back, I was up. I missed the step once and almost broke my neck.....I just had to laugh at myself outloud a few times.....oh the joy of working out!
(No more posts until Friday)
Have a great day!
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Taka came during a time when you never knew how many kids might be at home on a given night. Many parents can probably relate to your children's college years when one might be coming home and another might be graduating and moving back in for a while. And in the summer months everyone is home again. Taka was during those years.
My little sister Melanie found Taka. She was rescued at one of those animal shelter places....I'm not good on those details since she wasn't mine. Taka had been mistreated they believed. She was a bit neurotic. I remember meeting Taka at my sister's apartment the first time. This wild ball of black hair. And when I say wild I mean wild. Not just regular kitten wild. Taka could not be let outside because she would run away and you'd have a terrible time finding her.
As my sister finished up she needed to come back home for a while. My parents wanted her back anyway as she was the baby and had left at 17 since she graduated at a younger age than most. So when Melanie came back to Claudville, Taka came to Claudville. And there my mother was with an indoor cat. A completely indoor cat. A wild indoor cat. I was at Radford but was home on most weekends and in the summer months. Delane may have been at Va Tech then.
As rowdy as Taka was we couldn't help but fall in love with her......Taka was the kind of cat that literally would jump on mom's curtains and scurry up them. Then jump mid air onto another window. She is the only cat we (the family or I) ever had declawed. They say there is always a choice but Taka was different.
My poor grandmother came by one Saturday afternoon on her way to a shower at the Community Building up the road from our house. She was all dressed up and when we opened the door and was talking to her, Taka wrapped herself around grandma's ankles and shredded her support hose. I am not making that up.
Taka would sit and cry at the windows watching the butterflies play in the yard. I can still remember that little cry she had. We bought her a leash and began taking her outside to play in the flowers. She was so happy. Eventually she got to where she could have supervised visits outside without her leash. She would run and play until she would fall over panting. That little pink tongue sticking out of those black little lips.....Taka was adored in our house. Even my daddy got attached to her. More than once he had to get the fire department equipment to get her down out of the trees.
Taka had more zip and more zing than any cat I have ever had. She would get under your legs and wrestle. She attacked everything. But she was very loving to those that she knew well.
Perhaps my favorite Taka story is that my mother had these little gingerbread people made for Christmas. They were real cookies but were covered in a sort of lacquer and were for decoration. One morning mom discovered that during the night Taka had eaten the heads on all the babies. Not the big gingerbread men but all the baby children gingerbread men. It was pure Taka style.
Sadly one night Taka must've escaped out the door when I was coming in and didn't see her. The next morning my dad woke us telling mom that she was in the road. I cry every single time I think of her when I opened our front door and ran to her little body. It is truly and will always be one of the saddest most heartbreaking moments of my life. Little Taka. I never thought I would love another after her......and my mother certainly thought it was the end of any kitty at the Heath house.
Taka is buried behind my parents house at one of her favorite little spots where she would sit and terrorize the little chipmunks.
I have one more series to come next Tuesday....our beloved Biscuit.