See if there is a storm in the middle of the night funny things happen in Ma’s mind.
Well of course I have to be involved because she likes to talk the stress out so I listen.
Take last night. What popped into her head but The Waltons.
She started to think about the mountain and the house and Grandma and Grandpa and then it happened.
She went though all the children Johnboy, Maryellen, Ben, Erin, Jimbob and Elizabeth but heck could she remember the name of the second eldest. Not for a million bucks.
So then she has to go though the filing cabinet in her head in alphabetical order to get all the boys names but no way.
She gets so frustrated and asks me and I’m like Ma I ain’t ever seen that show but she persists until she finally succumbs to sleep.
You can bet though that first thing as soon as she gets up and gets the coffee on she Googles and finds the name and then she feels better because it was Jason and that’s not an obvious name for a boy from Virginia! They should have called him Alf!!
This is a very important message conveying a GIGANTIC greeting of gratitude to all the nurses out there.
You are all awesome and even though I do my very best to care for the niece I just cannot imagine how nurses do what they do day after day.
You are the salt of the earth.
It’s hard to imagine how you take on the challenge of showing unconditional love to those you care for regardless of how sweet or nasty they may be.
It would be easy to say it’s a calling. That is very definitely true but after the call there is the action and that takes stamina and courage to keep going.
A very special shout out to the nurses in our family Barbara, Anne and Rebecca you rock!
Well I suppose I might have anticipated that on the first anniversary of the King’s coronation we’d be subjected to the entire ceremony yet again!
It’s even more impressive this time around when you know what has happened in this one momentous year.
Many little details were missed first time like the Queen’s sister wiping a tear from her eye as the procession came down the aisle.
The King signing with a flurry of his pen that pledge committing to his faith had also slipped past us before.
That the Prime Minister a practicing Hindu read with such conviction the epistle of Paul to the Colossians and that every religion was involved with such grace was beautiful.
The fact that the Bro and Ma were standing out in Hyde Park in the rain watching it on a big screen shouldn’t be overlooked. They paid their homage too!
Who could have imagined on that day that in such a short space of time a lot would happen. The King and the Princess of Wales both treated for cancer.
Everything is so much more pointent and powerful and precious when viewed in this context.
Precious Peeps it’s Pits and I’m still Perfect!
How lucky are y’all that I’m here again to cheer you on!
I appreciate your opinions on my attire and that the majority of you acknowledge that my perfection could never be improved upon even by the finest of garments.
Now the stinker on the other hand is something of a different case.
I happened on this image of a garden decor that I feel bears a striking resemblance to the beast. Who’d want that in their yard?
It inspired me to suggest that if I were to puke up my grassy gobbles all over him he might be even more in keeping with this style. Suits him to a tee!!
Precious Peeps it’s Pits Perfect here wishing you lots of fun and excitement for the weekend.
I am looking forward to « My Lottery Dream Home » as this Tudor drama is doing my head in.
My jaws are sore from chewing! So are Granny’s she has eaten a full giant pack of FIERY cheese puffs while indulging!
It seemed it would never end!
Fortunately it did but I suspect Granny may watch it again as it’s very hard for her to concentrate for such a long time even if she’s chewing!
She said that the cast weren’t exactly as she’d envisioned them and that the TV production didn’t quite capture the intensity of the book but it was plenty intense enough for me!
Off with the head of anyone that attempts to make any more episodes as I’m done with this deal.
I need frivolity and fantasy and fun for my Friday. Let the Tudor’s rest in peace please!
If you need something to get your teeth into try the new series on Hulu.
It’s all you need for gripping gazing. Tudor history, murder, convoluted plots and so on.
Ma has been eagerly awaiting this as she’s read all the books. So as soon as she got home she fired together some dodgy dinner and when the bro walked in he was commanded to get things going.
Auntie Lorraine got Ma hooked on the books about fifteen years ago and since then the pair have eating every word that fell from the pen of C.J.Samson.
Alas the poor author passed away this week just days before his immortal lawyer hit the small screen.
We watched along until the bro had a call from his sweetheart half way through the third episode. Since such communications tend to be of an extensive nature Ma said to stop it and we’d watch again tonight.
Truth be told I was glad to switch to Forensic Files. It’s so much lighter and easier to follow.
I’m with Dad he said there was « too much talking » in Shardlake.