Missin' My Kids!

I woke up this morning and realized that I am just missing my grandkids. It has been a couple of week since I got hugs from Daniel and Alexis, about a month since I saw that beautiful smile of Tate's and far too long since Nick and Cameron were in my arms. Life isn't fair.

I read all the old novels about family living close and gathering regularly. We lost Karen last year, Joey is in Kansas, and Cat is in London. How did all that happen and why? Laura is great about making sure we get to see the kids, thank God, but I long for what cannot be. I want Sunday BarBQs with my whole family.

With Joe sick right now, I just can't pull it off alone, but I am committed to spending time with the kids. To see Tate, means I start saving $$ for a ticket to London. Groan! No way around that one.

Nick and Cam live only 20 miles away and I will find a way to get a message to their Dad. Summer is running fast.....but we still have July and August to play. Catie, Nick, Cameron, Daniel and Alexis can have a good time together and I am sure if Joe isn't up to it, Laura will help me.

When Cat returns from London, I will convince Joey to come home and we will have a big party where I can put my whole family together, if only for a day. Until then, I will find a way to get the children all together soon. They need it and I need it.

It is the important part of life, beyond all else. Family.

The Dogs HATE the 4th of July

It was inevitable and at promptly 9pm the noise began. Instantly, the dogs began going crazy and one by one, they were running for cover. With Mike, Andy and Catie all gone to see the fireworks display, I began scooping them up. I carried them all up to our bedroom so I could soothe them, but it wasn't me they wanted! Oddly enough, it was only Josie that lay on the bed with me, while her entire family cuddled with Joe.

CRAZY CAT!

Ever since Sabrina bit me, we have been re-negotiating our relationship. NO animal has ever bitten me, so I had to really think this one over. I decided to keep my distance for the first few days. Maybe she would miss all the love I was pouring all over her and feel bad about biting me. Probably not, but that is what I told myself, since my arm was aching from the shot and I wasn't loving her.

Then she began trying to get my attention. She was as stubborn as I was. She began by creeping all around me meowing loudly. Then rubbing against me and finally turning up EVERYWHERE I turned. As shown above, I went to the porch and had that feeling that someone was looking at me. I had removed the cracked top of the cedar chest and there she was....just staring at me. Was she waiting to pounce and bite?



That night I sat down to knit and she decided to take the plunge.....jumped on the couch and began to rub on me and my yarn. She LOVES wool! She also won't go away until I pay and scratch her.

I got up the next morning and there she was SITTING ON MY LAPTOP!



Unfortunately, she would not get down. I was afraid to push her, as I did not want another bite and she wasn't willing to move with a little prodding. Instead she turns around and meows loudly, as if to say "Who do you think you are?"