The big basket of yarn is slowly emptying out as I finish more squares for Grammie Pammie.  The work seems to settle me down a little and take my mind off of the recent events. 

We had a great thunder shower last night.  We so needed the rain.  Unfortunately we didn’t need to lose power along with it.  But as usual when this happens I thank my lucky stars that we had enough brains to buy a generator when we moved in. During the storm I sat working on squares and Jay was lost in the wonders of the internet.  Another good thing about the outage was just before bedtime it helped Brandy and I spot the lightening bugs again.

This morning Jay and I went out to breakfast and by the time we got home the power was restored. 

My visit to the Dr.‘s office yesterday was good.  The polyp found and removed during the scope was non cancerous and I get to go through the same thing in another five years. ( I can hardly wait—not)!  I will be adding a fiber drink to my routine however but that beats a sharp stick in the eye.

My Hummingbird(s) are still stopping by for a little snort but unfortunately it is when the camera is in the house and I’m not.  I am going to get a picture of it/them and the Gold Finches some how. 

The temperature is delightful today but I still haven’t found the heart to go out and weed. 

I think I’ll try to find some pictures of Gene for the memorial this coming Sunday.  Then maybe things will come back into line a little more.

With all that has happened I completely forgot to thank granddaughter Courtney for the candy dish she made us.  She brought it out last Thursday when she and Les came to see us.  Though the picture shows light blue the dish is actually aqua, even a blue green but the glaze reflects it lighter.

Knowing the work it takes to create pottery I’ll probably put it in the china cabinet for safe keeping.

I recall a couple of years ago the other granddaughter Jasmine made a bowl for me but it got broken before she could bring it to me. 

This morning Brandy and I sat on the swing and watch the Hummingbird come up for a few sips of nectar before continuing it’s daily routine.  I haven’t seen the lightening bugs in the evening for about three days now—-maybe they have moved on.

When Cindy and David were up for her Birthday Saturday we went over and picked up my Dad’s bedroom set from Gene’s house.  He had asked me if I wanted it before.  I’ll get a couple of pictures of it later. Keep in mind it is old with veneer problems and missing pieces of carved wood but it was my Dad’s.
After that trip David started mowing the yard for me but had to quit for supper.  Jay had him take off the mower deck so he could get the blades sharpened because it was not cutting correctly.  So my yard will be straggly a little longer where David didn’t get to mow until the blades are back on. 

Tomorrow it is see my family doctor to discuss what we found out with my three tests and if there is anything besides lose some weight and eat high fiber to be done.  Man I do hate shredded any kind of cereal, but if that is what it takes I’ll do it .  I must repeat the saying on my pillow though—The Golden Years Suck!—

In mid August we start canning apricot and raspberry jam.  I think the peaches and blueberries should be in there somewhere too.  I’ll check with my resident expert on when fruits are ripe.  I want to do Peach Melba which is peach and raspberries. Also more tomato jam with cinnamon.  Of course I can’t forget the grape jelly.  Sorry I have to stop a minute to wipe the slobber off my key board!!

Hope you had a wonderful weekend and are planning more for our summer time!

Just as we must place in memory those we have lost we must also celebrate those who live on.

Yesterday was Cindy Catherine’s 35th Birthday.

She wanted Tuna Noodle and a game of pinochle. We gave her both.

Yum Tuna Noodle!!

As we had dinner Molly slept in what we laughing call ‘her sister’s’ shoe.

With pinochle there are always pictures of the winners. ( though they claim they let us win because it was Cindy’s birthday).

The victor is the the one with no beard!!

Of course there was cake!

Ice Cream too!

A very Happy Birthday Baby Daughter and many, many more!

At 10pm last night the phone call came.
Life had ended for Clement E. Waggoner.
No more pain.
No more problems to contend with.

For his brother Daniel and I another empty spot in our hearts.
Rest well my brother the trials are over.

I post not to ask for comfort but to acknowledge his passing.  Life is done.

Where once there were four now there are two is all my heart will let my mind remember.
Life continues until it is our turn.

You have heard the saying: Good and Bad, Happy or Sad, Such is Life?  So it is my friend right now in Momma’s Corner.  I have sat in the swing the last few days watching a Hummingbird take drinks from the feeder.  I have seen the lightening bugs dance in the night sky in my yard.  The Gold Finches has been in abundance at the thistle feeder.  These are happy things.

A box sits on my table waiting for the last few squares to be finished so I can ship them to Grammie Pammie for her Ghana project.  There should be at least 15 7inch squares, both knitted or crocheted.  A good thing accomplished. 

Partial results on my scope Tuesday look Ok so that is a good also. Plus Jay’s vision is getting better after the laser treatment.

Now to the bad thing.  My brother’s cancer is progressing and he is now in a Hospice facility.  It is sad to know that soon I will have lost two of my three brothers. But such is life when time passes and you grow older. 

Hope your Fourth was great, that you had a picnic or some get together with the friends and family. 

Tomorrow is my country’s 231st birthday.  A long time to be alive but slowly and sadly not well as the saying goes.  I have been with my country for 72 of her years.  I have stood with my hand on my heart pledging allegiance to my flag and my country for many of those years.  I have put my faith in the leaders of my country not devoted my life to degrading them.  I have voted even though my choice didn’t always won at least I tried.  I have paid my taxes whenever called upon to do so and even voted for more when it involved educating our youngsters.  I have tried to help others less fortunate than I where I could. 

But today my country is filled with people I don’t understand. Businesses that used to take you, train you and give you a chance to make a living until you were ready to retire. Today the need to profit dictates that our work be sent to other countries. The excuse being that American’s don’t want the jobs.  When in reality Americans want a living wage for their work. 

Our leaders expect us to accept their rules and laws without question despite the fact that many times they are wrong in their in their judgment.  They tells us we must change the way people in foreign lands live for their own good.  They never think that these same people have lived, fought, and practiced their faiths for years..That maybe they don’t want to change! 

In my country today our parents have forgot to parent.  If a child is in trouble it becomes the school’s, the neighborhood’s, the church’s, or anything else’s fault they come in contact with.  But it is never the parents.  Neglect of duty that parents practice today leaves the child to try and set his own limits, targets, and goals.
Not that all parents are to be blame.  But if a child gets his x-box., cell phone, i pod, cars, designer fashions, and all the other gadgets that can be bought to make up for the absence of guidance and discipline he never cares about others needs.  How many kids smile when you pass them on the street?  True the dangers they face today are many times worst then 60 years ago.  But how did they get that way?

I could go on but what good would it do?  Would it put pride back in our life for our country and ourselves?  Would courtesy and respect for others and their possessions return?  Would it make living in my country safe again? 

No I guess many of the things that were important to us have turned the corner as they say—never to return. So I close with a sad Happy Birthday America I’ll miss you when you are gone!
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On June 30th Food, Family, and Friends at Wes’ house was the title of the day.  A trip down for the fireworks in Lake Orion was the reason. 

The food was plentiful and set up all around the dining room.  Jay and I made 60 mini cream cheese cakes topped with homemade Blueberry jam or freshly canned Danish Tart Cherry sauce for the gathering,  Everyone brought a dish and the results were amazing. 

The visitors kept changing with some as old as us down to grand babies of other folks.  With two teenager living here there was an array of fashions parading in and out through the house also.

I finally just gave up putting the camera on top the fridge and watching everyone enjoy themselves. 

A stupid old lady thing happened two days before the gathering.  I had been working in the yard and was bit by something on the back of my left knee.  It itched and of course I scratched it.  On Friday I was in the Doctor’s office with an area the size of my hand that was red, burning, and itching reaching half way down my leg.  Leaving with prescriptions for an anti biotic and an ointment in hand I started the regiment to get me well again.  Just got to stay away from ‘dem’ bugs! 

The scope is tomorrow and I’m so looking forward to when it is done.  Daughter Cindy will be with me at the hospital.  I know she has stocked up on garbage can and rubber hose jokes to keep me laughing when it is over.  This woman knows no shame when she is trying to make you feel better!