Into the Unknown: September 2009

Monday, September 28, 2009

Prepare yourself...

The second one is my absolute fave!!!

Have a good day!

Until then...

Thursday, September 24, 2009

A tribute to our dogs

There isn't a day that doesn't go by that I don't think about

my little sister Sadie Vanessa.

Everyday as a ritual when I come home from picking up Shelby

from school, I grab the mail keys that are on a special keyring.

The keys are kept in a glass on the shelf in the hallway.

As soon as the keys jingle Gennie comes a-runnin'

knowing that it's time to get the mail.

All you would have to do with Sadie is say,

"Sadie, let me ask you something."

and she would take that as

"Let's go get the mail!'

I don't know what it is about the mail, but to the dogs in our

families it's a ritual and to the them it's the world.

I love Sadie Vanessa!

I love you, too, Gennie Bean!

Until then...

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

How I'm Feeling

Shelby's class started a studying a little poetry

this week.

While reading some to her from her reading book, this one stood out.

Why Is It?

Why is it some mornings

Your clothes just don't fit?

Your pants are too short

To bend over or sit,

Your sleeves are too long

and you hat is too tight -

Why is it some mornings

Your clothes just don't fit?

by Shel Silverstein

Until then...

Monday, September 14, 2009

Look out Bass Masters!

Shelby caught this shad this weekend.

She baited her own hook (a piece of hotdog),

cast her own line,

and reeled it in

ALL BY HERSELF.

(still working on touching the fish to take it off the hook)

Until then...

A Chair of His Own

Sebastian...

Unlike any cat I have ever owned.

In fact,

he is the largest cat I have ever owned.

So large he needs a chair of his own.

Until then...

Friday, September 11, 2009

God Bless America

Just like everyone else in this country, today stirs deep memories

and nightmares.

I was working at the dialysis center in Louisville, Ga. and was five months pregnant with Shelby.

Watching Good Morning America with a patient named Charlie Brown.

The newscaster had just mentioned that a plane had flown into the first tower.

I had just gotten the words, "How does a plane just fly into the World Trade Center? They have been there for how long?" when I witnessed the second plane fly into the second tower.

I remember calling Mom who was about to lay down for her nap and asked if she had been watching the news. She knew nothing about it and said she would let Dad know.

After several attempts she let me know that that Fort Gordon was on total lockdown.

No one in.

No one out.

The same for phone calls.

The rest of the day is a blur of images.

I do remember driving home in tears wondering what the world was going to be like when I brought my baby into it.

What kind of life would she live?

Would she always live in fear?

For weeks anything with the colors red, white, and blue could not be found.

American flags were on backorder in every store.

Now more than ever the words

"Unites we stand"