A little after noon on Tuesday and the Tiger Lilies are still blooming at the base of the trees.  I spoke with Jay this morning and it seems he may be staying until the end of the week.  The staples are out of his arm from the surgery (two weeks ago) but he is still on oxygen. 

I spent yesterday afternoon reading the newspaper to him and putting him to sleep.  Cindy and David came in at about 6pm and stayed until 9pm so I could come home and see to the animals and birds. 
                    (Time out—Spirit called for apple which meant slicing and sharing with the other birds, Momma, and of course Brandy needed to try it)
Jay is in pretty good humor but being troubled with cramps in his legs and feet.  I’ll be going up later this afternoon to spend another three or four hours with him.  I’ll bore him to tears reading again.  I’m not a very good read ‘alouder’ any more. 

A call to our deck man yesterday resulted in an answer this morning. ETA is two to three weeks but we have been six years with the old one so it is no big deal!  Besides we still have honey bees in the wall so maybe the bee man will set up the hive again for a couple of weeks.  Such are the joys of country living! 

Brandy’s last class is Friday night and I am having trouble getting excited about her last assignment.  We worked on it last night for a little while but she got upset trying to understand what I wanted her to do and I started messing up the signals so we called it quits.  This morning it was another no go so I’ll give it a shot tonight when I get home from the hospital. 

Here is hoping that all is well with you and that you are staying out of trouble!  Talk at you later!

A Big Laughing Thank You To My Buddie Pam For Sharing This With Me!

GRANDMA:

“The other day I went up to a local Christian bookstore and saw a honk
if you love Jesus bumper sticker.”
I was feeling particularly sassy that day because I had just come from
a thrilling choir performance, followed by a thunderous prayer
meeting,
so I bought the sticker and put in on my bumper.

I was stopped at a red light at a busy intersection, just lost in
thought
about the Lord and how good He is and I didn’t notice that the light
had changed.  It is a good thing someone else loves Jesus because if
he
hadn’t honked, I’d never have noticed.

I found that LOTS of people love Jesus.  Why, while I was sitting
there, the guy behind started honking like crazy, and when he leaned
out
of his
window and screamed, “for the love of God, GO! GO!”  What an
exuberant
cheerleader he was for Jesus.

Everyone started honking! I just leaned out of my window and started
Waving and smiling at all these loving people.

I even honked my horn a few times to share in the love.  There must
Have been a man from Florida back there because I heard him yelling
Something about a sunny beach…

I saw another guy waving in a funny way with only his middle finger
stuck up in the air. When I asked my teenage grandson in the back seat
what
that meant, he said that it was probably a Hawaiian good luck sign or
something.  Well, I’ve never met anyone from Hawaii, so I leaned out
the
window and
gave him the good luck sign back.

My grandson burst out laughing, why even he was enjoying this
Religious experience.

A couple of the people were so caught up in the joy of the moment that
they got out of their cars and started walking towards me.  I bet they
wanted to pray or ask what church I attended, but this is when I
noticed
the light had changed.
So, I waved to all my sisters and brothers grinning, and drove on
through the intersection.

I noticed I was the only car that got through the intersection before
the light changed again and I felt kind of sad that I had to leave
them
after all the love we had shared, so I slowed the car down, leaned out
of the window and gave them all the Hawaiian good luck sign one last
time as drove away.
                   
Praise the Lord for such wonderful folks!

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Good Morning on this cool rainy morning in what Cyn calls Hooterville!  If you read Jay’s Blog you know he is back in the hospital.  Kidneys are acting up, vision is gone again, and he had difficulty breathing on Saturday night so we took him in.  As of this morning he was in good spirits and I plan to spend time with him this afternoon.  Cyn will try to get up this evening so he will have company most of the day. 

With the roof done I have called the Deck Contractor today to get that started.  I told him that my arm wasn’t broken so I could sign a check for start-up money.  Hopefully I will have something definite tonight or tomorrow morning. 

Damn I’m typing and eating French toast at the same time and I think I got syrup on my fingers.  That’s what I get for overlapping as Bell Telephone taught me to do. 

The picture to the side is Brave Brandy going out to do battle with the fierce Tiger Lilies that bloom every year at the base of a tree in the side yard!  I’m sure the lilies love that overnight shower also.  An added plus is I don’t have to water the barrel gardens this morning. 

So even if we are wading a little shit right now we are doing good, looking forward to a 32nd wedding anniversary soon, and a new deck to sit on!

Talk at you later!

A Golden Butter cake, Cream Cheese frosting, banana slices between the layers, and Cherry-Chocolate Kisses.  That is enough to make this birthday girl smile despite the big 34 on the top. 

She turned out good looking and her goal now is to be a ‘Hottie’!  I think she already is!

The hammers have been silenced—the roof is done. 

The condition is quite evident,

with loss of granules but no leaking. 

The crew from Sherriff-Goslin had never worked on a dome before so it was a new experience for them.

Of course all the angles made for extra trimming and forming but they used a locking shingle.

The pattern looking much like a maple leaf I joked that we now had a roof full of Canadians. 

So here are a couple of the finished pictures.

Lookin’ really good I’d say!

A quiz from ‘Me and the Cat’

***Your Blogging Type is Artistic and Passionate***

You see your blog as the ultimate personal expression – and work hard to make it great.
One moment you may be working on a new dramatic design for your blog…
And the next, you’re passionately writing about your pet causes.
Your blog is very important – and you’re careful about who you share it with.

What’s Your Blogging Personality?
http://blogthings.com/whatsyourbloggingpersonalityquiz/

Times started on July 7, 1972 when Cindy Catherine Jenkins was born at 7:27am.

It was a whole big world out there!

There were Happy Times!

There were Sad Times!

There was Waiting Times too!

Like waiting with Great Grandmother at Mom’s wedding!

There were Birthday Times!

The In Between Times!

There were the Silly Times when she was Sunset my excellent clowning partner.

Then the Serious Times like Graduation Time from Oakland Community College and later Western Michigan University!

There were Glamorous Times like the Junior Prom.

Or the Senior Prom with Les’ friend Trabian.

There was the Wedding Time when David became part of the family.

There have been Hospital Time like visiting with the Daddy!

Then there is Family Time when we make her smile! 

A very Happy Birthday Sweet Thing we love you and wish you a hundred more!

Please hop on over to Cindyisms and add your sympathy or best wishes!!!!!

Brandy has this thing about talking to Jay’s shoe.  Little whiny growl escape from one end while the the little tail keeps wagging madly at the other.  Hilarious to watch her frustration at the moving shoe!

This was for you Lucy!!!

The following pictures of cherry picking were taken with a cell phone.  Not very clear but at least you can see it is me.

Not the most flattering but cameras don’t lie.

And of course the Cherry Picker Director doing what he does best.

Mike was behind the camera and Dar was out there with me.  She is the long, tall drink-of-water in the dark outfit to my left!

We picked 14 pounds together!

Happy Birthday United States of America. 
I’m sorry that I don’t have pictures of you as a baby,  your years growing up, or how you look today but somehow I couldn’t take the time and effort . 
Sixty some years ago you were something a child could accept and try to understand. 
The flags fluttering from the hood ornaments of the cars as they drove around.
Such pride was displayed by all. 
Parades in the small towns all over your great land.  Kids bikes had red, white, and blue crepe paper streaming from them.  Pets were dressed in the same colors and walked beside proud owners down the street.
High School bands played patriotic songs.  Scout troops, Military organizations, and politicians marched in long lines.  The bystanders watched, smiled and cheered each one. 
These thing still happen but you are older and tired like me.  So many things have lost their their true meaning and are now dulled by war, religious zeal, greed for power, and selfishness that I can’t see you shining like you used to.
But you are there somewhere and hopefully some of your honor and youth will be renewed to your former glory—-someday.  I hope I live to see it.