their Grandfather

I know there is a lot wrong with this picture, but, it IS my favorite photo of the week.  This simple snap shot is a photo of great love and admiration for a man they call Grandpa.  It was taken right after a memorial Mass marking the third anniversary of their grandfather’s death.

I think the greatest legacy their grandfather left behind is the time he gave to people. He would just sit and listen. Even though we often joke and say “he couldn’t hear what you were saying“; he sat there and freely gave his time and love when he had so many other things to do.

So last Sunday – September 30 – three years to the day he died, the grandchildren show their love and admiration once again, by giving there time back to the man who knew time is only temporary but love lasts forever.

Fabulous Photo Friday
:: Favorite Photo
:: Photo Friday :: Weekly photo show and tell

Long Time no Post

Did you know it was 108 degrees in Simpsonville last weekend? 
108! ! ! 

Man it has been hot! 

I know, it’s been a long time since my last post, and my music REALLY needs an overhaul. BUT . . . I read some where that one should never work on a blog in the pool.  I think the article said: it would be best to take a camera and leave your computer at home.     You never know, you might miss a cool shot! 

Happy Fourth Y’all! 
Our World Tuesday  :: Black and White Wednesday with Me as a Mother ::  Black and White Wednesday with like Christmas every day::  In the Studio

An August Up Date for "One of my many Cuzzins"

Are you kidding me? It’s September all ready!

The whole month of August seems to be a great big jumble in my mind.

So now what? How do I sort it all out? Where do I start? What do I do?
Should I pick up in September? 
 Do I go back to where I left off?
I think I’ll go back. . . Gee, that really was not as hard as you were making it.
Let’s see where should I start?
The beginning of August. . . Brought us to another birthday. . .  for Anthony.
11 years old
This kid just maybe the easiest kid in the world to please. If he is asked how his birthday went . . He will eagerly reply with a huge grin and even more delight 
“It was the BEST BIRTHDAY ever! “

and we ask
“???EVER???” Better then the last Best Birthday ever?
There is an ever bigger grin accompanied with an even more enthusiastic
and so it was
The Best Birthday Ever!
Of course the usual crowed would never think of missing the “Best Birthday Ever”.

I think these boys can smell cake from miles and miles away!
When “The Amazing Trips and Henry” heard we were hosting the ”Best Birthday Ever” they just couldn’t resist and had to stop by. 
There was Gracie who told me she was the oldest of the children; She said, she was the oldest by at least a year. Strangely enough, she is the baby of the Amazing Trio.
There was Elizabeth who has never seen a camera in her life and just didn’t know what to do.
There was William, who became Mary Elizabeth very good friend.
 Last but not Least, there was Henry….Who does not share his Oh Henry Bars . . .

There was a soccer game and the men were ready to rumble.

The competition was fierce.
In every nook and cranny in the great yard of Graceland there was something going on. 
Ideas and friendships were being formed. 
The celebration was grand.

There was an obstacle course to test the highest skills. 

Testing balance 

And Endurance
The skills were amazing! 


It was Kathryn’s turn.

She got stuck!


Like the good sports they are

the Winners decided to sit on her.


It was time for cake and Gracie decided it would be best to just roll her away. 

There was cake, fireworks, presents and stuFF and that was the end
 of the “Best Birthday Ever” for  2010.
And then it happened

There was a comment  left  by One of many cuzzins!

“And where have you been? What’s going on down there? Let’s go girlie, post an update!

~R :)” 


  ~ Where have I been? ~ 

That’s a good question. . .

Alrighty, here goes. . . You READY?

August was one of those months. . . Those busy months filled with this, that and the other thing! Just one of those “Topsy Turvy” months. You know exactly what I’m talking about. We have all had them. 

To start off with, August is usually the time I get our class room together for school. 

I take all the books we don’t want and put them in a pile. Then I take all the books we do want and put them in a pile AND then. . .  I walk away and I let the pile sit there for days because I think, “Why am I doing this again?”  I also think, Maybe I should just set fire to this room and start over FRESH!

 But, then I think 

No, rebuilding would take to long and the smoke would give me headache.   

I then do the same thing with all our papers from last year: I take EVERYTHING we did,  put them in folders and boxes, I make sure all our important papers are properly recorded  and then  I think. . . WOW! We did a lot of work last year.  I put all this in piles on my desk and then. . . get over whelmed and walk away. 

AND then I think. . . Why am I doing this again? Maybe I should just set fire to this room and start over.

No, that would just be to messy and the smoke would give me a headache.

I still have lots of work to do here. 


Both cars died! 

But, have no fear!  MacGyver ((A.K.A Mark)) laid the healing touch on them. We are back in business! That man can fix anything. I don’t even worry about these things any more. I usually just say, “Oh, you’ll fix it.” and then go about my life. 
That’s when August really happened. People and animals were going down all around me. I spent my days taking care of the injured, wounded and sick.

Kathryn fell down the stairs spraining her ankle badly and “tweaking” the growth plate.  

At the orthopedics office we are waiting forever ~ For a laugh, I whip out my phone and take her picture.
 Kathryn was not amused! 
This fall left her on crutches for more then a week. Today she is walking in a boot and seems to be healing quite nicely. 
But! Wait! I’m not finished.

The very next day I am out running. I am on my fifth mile at a very slow pace. 
I am wondering “Why am I doing this again?” 
I have a little over a mile to go  . . . 
Matthew calls.
I dropped Matthew and Stephen off at 6 A.M. to work up at the vineyards down the street. They were cutting vines preparing for the grape harvest. The phone had one of those panic rings. . . I stopped and answered:  “Hello”  Matthew says “Hi, Mom. What are you doing? I say, “Running.” ” What happened?”

He replies with a cool. . . “How do you know there is something wrong?” I say, “I just do.” “Is Stephen okay?”
“Well, Stephen cut his finger and it’s pretty bad.” I tell him, I will be there as soon as I can. 
I was off!  
I ran home,  ran through the door grabbed the car keys, called Matthew told him I was on my way. Pick up my sons. . . take them to my mothers and miss my father terribly. He was the one who always knew what to do in these situations.  

I make some phone calls . . . Our doctor is not in the office today. (( of course! )) I find out the best place to take Stephen is the new medical center down the street. I am told they could handle all kinds of things. I get there, pay my $75 fee ~ they say they will bill for the rest later. 
We see the doctor: She says, “Oh! I can’t touch this.” and sends us to the emergency room.  
I think. . .  Should I ask for my money back or should I just leave right now for the emergency room? 

I left for the emergency room but I think of my $75.00 often.

At the hospital we are waiting forever. . . I whip out my phone for a laugh and take Stephen’s picture. He tried to smile and didn’t mind very much. He even thought it was a little funny. Five stitches later and lots of care, he is fine and his finger has healed nicely. 

The next week, Matthew started his college classes at the local college and I think I am so glad he is still home. I get him settled in his school life with books and supplies.
Both dogs were sicks and the fun still did not end. 

This guy hit us hard! 


Don’t let that Opie Cunningham face fool you; He packs a mean virus that should be feared far and wide. Rummer has it. . . He even gave his own mother strep throat. His own mother! 

I really shouldn’t say anything. . . because you know, It almost seems like gossip and he is a child and all. . . AND I really don’t like to point fingers  ~ I’m just say’n


So, my Dear Cuzzin. . . Here’s your update. . . Thanks for noticing. . . Thanks for asking.

As Time Goes By

It’s May already.
It is almost June It is June already

Oh! My Gosh! It is June 11th already and I haven’t even finished telling you all about April.

I am always amazed how quickly the time just goes by.

With each passing month I wonder…Should I write about the things that happened months ago? Should I change the name of this blog to “Just Trying to Keep Up” or should I just keep looking forward and only post about what happened today?

Sometimes I just can’t help but to look back. Even though, where we are going is good….Where we have been has been great.

I want to share all those things with you and I really want to remember what happened in April. It was a nice month and then of course it went into May and then June with more celebrations and birthdays to come and time just goes by.

April brought another trip to the Biltmore.
This time there were no kids. Just Me, Mom, Karen and Karen’s Dearest Friend Pam…..Who is turning out to be on of those family friends we all consider to be family. She has been with Karen through thick and thin and now we just don’t remember the time she wasn’t there.
The Flowers were just beautiful in the gardens that day. As we talked about what this was or that, we meet Steve the gardener. He gave us clippings and told us how to transplant them.
And then…..
We picked up a few things along the way……

Oh! Geee! Did I say that out loud?

That day, as time went by, we strolled through the grounds of the Biltmore, we laughed, we talked, we ate and we just had a very nice day.

Aunt Ann came down with two of her daughters and granddaughter Mary Kate. There was more talking, songs were shared and the sisters laughed until they cried.

And time…. just went by.

We celebrated Auntie and Jim’s wedding again. The timing just seemed right.

Matthew took a childhood friend to her Prom and you know…..I don’t have one picture to mark the occasion.

Some how my camera disappeared.


Makes me sad too.

That same weekend, my boys finished another successful year of debate…….and again no pictures.


Mary Elizabeth’s “bestest dearest friend” ((as she says)) came to play…or was that in May? 
Time goes by so quickly it is hard to remember.
Alexander won big! He was the tennis champion in his league.
And to think…….Time moves so quickly this bit of news almost slipped right by.
Matthew had his 18th birthday, and I wonder: “How did 18 years come and go so fast? 

After picking him up from Anatomy Class we went to his favorite restaurant with Nana, James and all the family.
We sang the “Happy Birthday” song in Espanol
passed around  “the hat”.
And the time just went by.
There were bike races that night in down town Spartanburg and the streets were filled with excitement.
 Mark hurried to catch up with James and our towering two …To tell them “Be smart, stay together and we would see them in an hour or two.
That night, as we listened to Jazz bands play in the streets we felt time slip gently by and it all just seems right.

Give me your best shot at Better in BulkPhotoStory Friday

Hosted by Cecily and Lolli

The Dancing Dress

 What’s a girl to do when she puts on her dancing dress OR…maybe turns on her computer and it just doesn’t work?
Maybe, she just pouts for while. She may even want to cry….But then she really has to try to find a way to simply make things work.

So she gets out there and tries… Even though the dancing dress is beautiful and the computer is suppose to be very smart…nothing seems to work and things… just don’t seem to get any better.
People try to help. But, they just couldn’t seem to get it right. You know… it has been one of those weeks…when you just can’t seem to get the “red eye” out of a good picture.
But then there is hope…

They make you smile and make the dancing dress ((or the computer)) do what it is suppose to do. And now that you can finally dance or maybe simply post…things just don’t seem all that bad anymore.