Tuesday, June 02, 2015

My Little Girl

I have been feeling so emotional lately - not sure if it is from my Fibromyalgia or because I am experiencing the last of my little girl going to elementary school.

I started out so young having kids that I have had them my whole life and granted she is still a kid, but this is a life change for me. I even wept when I was cutting out the Box Tops from my cereal the other day. Do they have Box Tops for middle school?

I tear up and think of this song by Abba,

"Slipping Through My Fingers"

Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile I watch her go with a surge of that well known sadness And I have to sit down for a while The feeling that I'm losing her forever And without really entering herworld I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter That funny little girl

Slipping through my fingers all the time I try to capture every minute The feeling in it Slipping through my fingers all the time Do I really see what's in her mind Each time I think I'm close to knowing She keeps on growing Slipping through my fingers all the time

Sleep in our eyes, her and me at the breakfast table Barely awake I let precious time go by Then when she's gone, there's that odd melancholy feeling And a sense of guilt I can't deny What happened to the wonderful adventures The places I had planned for us to go Well, some of that we did, but most we didn't And why, I just don't know

Slipping through my fingers all the time I try to capture every minute The feeling in it Slipping through my fingers all the time Do I really see what's in her mind Each time I think I'm close to knowing She keeps on growing Slipping through my fingers all the time

Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture And save it from the funny tricks of time Slipping through my fingers all the time

Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile

And now my little girl is using Stridex and planning to go to a Pre-Teen NAM pageant in August. Where does the time go?

Monday, April 06, 2015

5th Grade Musings

Savannah graduated from the D.A.R.E. program. It seems like only yesterday Michael and Jacob were in this program and I was at their graduation. How time flies and bittersweet it is.




This year in school the 5th grade presented their reports of various Spanish Conquistadors using costume. Savannah chose Hernando Cortez as her character as you can see below. She made a pretty good Conquistador if I do say so.

Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Goodbye Mr. Buddymeister. :(

Our orange tabby, Buddy, disappeared about three weeks ago and we haven't seen him since. He was our indoor/mostly outdoor cat and our hunter and living life on the wild side got the better of him.

I think he enjoyed living here with he abundant amount of wood creatures. He often brought us treats like birds, rabbits, squirrels, and chipmunks. One morning I was devastated to see that he had left a red Cardinal at our back door. His gift to us I'm sure, but Cardinals are my favorite bird.

We used to call him "Candy Cane Tail" because his stripey tail always curled at the end whenever he walked around. He loved massages and was very playful, however if we were gone on vacation we would come back and when he saw us you'd think he was a feral cat as if he didn't know us. He was always afraid of tall men int he doorway too. It seemed if Charlie or Jake would try to call him in he'd take one look at them and then run away. But he was also very friendly when it came to getting pet. As long as you were petting him, he'd never leave your side.

He loved Bear, they were best buds. Sometimes when we'd all be on the bed watching TV or getting ready to go to bed we'd have them on with us and they would lie down near each other. It was so cute since they had the same color of fur.

In the winter is when we got to see Buddy most. He didn't want to stay out long and who would? However he often went stir crazy and would sometimes get on Muffers' nerves (and ours!). In the summer time he'd come home every morning, eat his cat food, then give himself a long bath and sleep all day until we had dinner.

I've checked the shelter websites each day and thought for sure he'd show up by now. But I think if someone was to try to catch him they wouldn't succeed. People tell me that maybe someone found him and is keeping him as a pet. If they did maybe they took him far away, but again I don't think he is a very easy one to catch. He was pretty fast at getting away. I keep thinking that maybe he'll just show up again at that door, just maybe. We miss him though.