Kit da Ball

    This week I asked Wyatt ( number 3 gran) if he wanted me to come watch his soccer game. He replied, " Kit de Ball!" I think that may have been a Yes!?
     I love little toddler language, and we talk a lot.
     If I don't understand, after a few seconds, he will say, "Come On!" and then point!! ( all the while thinking, what the heck Uma, I was saying doughnut!!)
     A couple of weeks ago, precious spent the night. We had put him in his, Big Bed, so going to sleep was going to be fun. We talked about everything in the room. All of Emma's trophies, (it use to be her room) ( maybe it still is??) all the stuffed animals, including the softness of the Alligators tail. How many songs, I was going to sing, life in general. ( The husband says, how can he go to sleep, you just lay up there and visit!!)
   I think he may need to tell me something or learn something new!!!
   So we talked, and we moved around on the bed, tested pillows, and no pillows, until he fell asleep. I slowly kissed the top of his head, and UP HE JUMPED!!  In the dark, he pulled my head to his mouth and kissed it!!! then went back to sleep!! I whispered, " You could have stayed up another hour, for that cuteness!"
   I think when we raise children, there is never enough time, to just be with them. There seems to be laundry and dishes, school lunches to make, busy days of things that could wait. You don't realize the brief time period you have to lay on the bed an talk to these darling, wormy kids.
   When you become a grandparent, you just get to be present. It is a pretty cool thing. I may not understand all that Wyatt says right now, but I will stay there to listen, till the cows come in.
   The boy is playing soccer, as I type, I have had a bad cold, so I am resting for my toddler time, this afternoon.
   Let me go grab an inhaler, and pause before, my toddler buddy, soccer star comes rolling in, for some talking time!!!
Happy Saturday, go Kit de Ball some.

Lend Me A Halo - Avril Lavigne

    I admit to loving tiles of blogs, as much or more, than the content!!
    Sometimes they can relate to what I may be thinking, but most often, no connections. Just something I heard, and it spoke to me!!!
    My blog will begin on this very first day of September, storm watching, weeding flower beds for some fall colors, and gathering the info that is scrambled in my brain. I have shells to put away, summer is gone, and that tends to cause my throat to close!! SO I put if off, it will get done, maybe.
 My buddy Wyatt has been painting lately, so I ordered some new rolls of paper, that need to be put on his easel!! Projects, galore. ( Pause to take off my fit bit, can not type with it on!!) ( and sitting here, I am not taking any more steps.) ( I only wear my fit bit to see how badly I sleep!!) ( yet am still in a good mood!)
     OK, back to life.
  I read another book, that I did not like, and it baffles me. I had a very long, two minute, conversation with my hubs about this crisis. I explained my problem, and asked if he ever knew me to read two bad books, or any not so great books. I think he said, " Not that he know of!" ( not a good answer)
 I then asked him if my being diagnosed with early macular degeneration, and waiting for my blindness to come, has caused me to read bad books!!! ( note, hopefully this will be a long process and I will just go blind, when I can no longer tolerate looking at anything!!) ( DNA)
    He hummed, "I don't think so." I began to get a little louder, "This is serious!!" "What if I have lost my ability to pick good books, and apparently my friends have also!" The Doctor, told me, "Pick another one!!"
   So I did, from the six or ten, that I always have downloaded or in print, to grab.
   I read three pages and let out a hard sigh.
   Woke the sleeping man, that I had married and said, " I have good news, my book is good, it was just a fluke, and I can still see!!" I think he may have said, "Why did you wake me?" but I think he was quiet and thought it!! He is a good man, of little conversation.
    Now my blog was going to be about Watching Wyatt, so I will end on that drink of Joy.
    We try to get him once a week and see him on weekends if possible. Toddlerville, is not easy, but he is so worth a few extra Tylenol.
    This week, he was looking at the roof of my car, saying "stars." I asked him, "What are you talking about?" "Stars in the sky, yes and the moon?" That wee little person said, "NO" waving his arms, around, like there were stars on the roof of the car!! I screamed, " YES, I remember!" Last week I had on this necklace, that reflected the colors of the rainbow and stars all over the car and us!! It was magic, and beautiful and fun. I gasped, " I have on the wrong necklace, oh Jesus!!" WyWy did not get it. I proceeded to explain, that I promise forever, I will wear that special necklace in the car to pick you up from daycare. I then went on to explain, that we will also need sunshine, and that could be a problem. He was OK with my talking, and said, " No stars?" I shook my head, and he sucked on his juice. Kids remember everything, don't ever forget that parents, teachers, all humans!! and if you ever find stars in your car at any time, like fireflies sparkling all over, wear the same necklace again!!
Wyatt Wisdom from his Uma.
Now if someone would lend me a Halo!! ( listen to the song, because Miss Lavigne fell in love with a devil!! she needed a Halo, as we all do!!) ( from time to time)

Are Snippets Enough??

  Having just suffered through, The Guest Book by Sarah Blake, I took pause.
  I did not like anything about this book, but I don't concentrate as well in the summer.
  I almost never, dislike a book, and if I do, I will not finish it. I stayed with this mixed up story, wondering why.
  So I decided to see what, if anything, I had highlighted. What snippets of pearls, did I need to read again. There were many, and wicked, awesome. How can these many great sentences and parts of, end up being a bad book. I even thought, maybe I should read it again, in winter?? ( not happening)
   I leave you here with some highlighted material, of a not good read.
               1. What good could come of flushing everything up to the top! ( Nothing!!)
               2. drank in his smell ( delish)
               3. Someone once asked me if I thought there was a story for each of us. ( For sure)
               4. You got to have an endgame. You've got to give people the tools to get them there.
               5. "It's all over your face." He was smiling. " A girl like me ought not to look out loud."
               6.  " The ought's" ( think about that for awhile!)
               7. venom is best defanged by calm.
               8. Words are just empty boxes stacked on a shelf.
               9. Adumbrating ( I had to look that up!!)
              10. tumescent quiet
              11. it ceded glory to daylight, which lingered, longing to stay
That is just a snippet of highlighted stuff, and it was not enough. I did not care about these people nor could I keep up with who was who?? Honestly I could not connect the dots in the family, or what time period they were talking about. It baffled me, and caused me to think about how often, all we get are snippets of someone's life. Texting, email, facebook, cards or letters ( if you are lucky), have we lost connecting the dots. Listened to someone tell their story? How was your day? What are you doing? OK, and nothing are snippets!! and it is not enough.
  I probably overshare my thoughts and day to day hoopla, but you know where I am coming from. You share my grief and my joys. I hope you learn from my mistakes and my victories.. I tell my story, in pieces but you get the idea.
  The book was not good to me, but it taught me a lesson. So was it really a good book?
  I need to listen more, look at a person in the eyes, and hold onto their story, long or short.
  I do love the highlighted verse though!!
  Highlight something good, everyday!!
  Yes, even a snippet.

There Will Always Be An Audience For Nonsense

 I heard this pearl of a sentence, this am, don't know who said it? Maybe some news person, but it reminded me so much of daddy/Homer saying, " Carney People, they are everywhere." ( I think that is the same as fair people, and maybe circus freaks!) ( up for some thought)  I just liked it!!
  Another jewel I heard early in the a.m. " I need to lay my eyes on you!!" said by Robin Roberts. A southern mama, may say this occasionally. My mom will call me, and say, " I just needed to hear your voice." which I think may be the same thing. We all text so much, a phone call is pretty good now and then. ( I just don't answer my phone, so it could be a problem!!) ( I hate talking on the phone!) ( I talk with my entire body, how do know what I am trying to say!!)
    OK enough, prattle.
    I woke up on this Hot Monday, happy as a clam, singing, Hooked On  A Feeling!! Then had to look up who sang it because my brain has embraced 67 with a vengeance!! B.J. Thomas, gosh, how lucky am I to have all this music stored in all the nooks of my brain!! I surprise myself, singing before my feet hit the floor, It's a huge plus!!
   What I was going to tell you about is my Dream!!
My nonsense has an audience, and for that I am thrilled.
I dream every night, and wake up with some knowledge of the dream. ( My mom dreams also, like me) ( DNA)
I  hurry to jot down stuff, before it all slips away with the next tide of thought!!
Here is my list: Tennis, or maybe golf
                          Baby, big baby, Sister
                          House/pool
                          Bad showers
                          Dr. Jackson
                          Bow ties, preppy clothes
                          car lost in parking lot
I was so happy to visit with Dr. Jackson, he is often in my dreams. Still looks the same, and remains snarky. I think Dr. Hurayt  was a guest also. I was taking care of a large baby, and trying to get my sister to help me. Lived in a beautiful house, I think I was on a house tour.? Backed up to a lake and tennis gold course Where I visited with Dr. Jackson. I needed to take a shower, and he was not willing to wait on me, every shower I went to was yucky. Then I finally came back to a room, like in a hotel, to visit and he was out of time. I told him, that was special, but he had to help me find the car, and he could visit on the way. I explained to him that bow ties, don't look good with tennis clothes, and I know he didn't play tennis?? Did he?? Nah?? He walked too fast, and was a pain, but we both laughed and it was fun. I woke up, so happy to have shared some time, with an old friend. Dr. Hurayt, was around, I just don't remember too much, he is an old, friend, shrink that I still miss. He always said, "I will pay you money Bonnie for your time here!" and my reply was " OK, saves me $200.00 an hour!" Apparently he enjoyed my stories, good, bad and ugly! He is a good human. Dr. Jackson was a good human. So thankful to have been surrounded by wonderful people and animals in my life, even in my dreams.
         Just thought I would share.
         If you don't tell your own story, who will??
        Honey, I am laying all out on the table, life is a banquet and I am fixing my plate!!


                       

What Would Doctor Price Do??

WWDPD, I need on an armband.
My birthday was yesterday, 67 sounds great to me. I love odd numbers.
In my time to reflect, I think about people who have touched my life in small ways, and in huge ways.
Dr. Price, always comes to my mind. My pediatrician!! Morris to his friends.
I use DIAL soap to this day, because Dr. Price told momma that it was the best soap for germs!!
Whatever Dr. Price said, was near gospel.
Whatever Dr. King, Dr. Blackburn and Dean Cerveny said ( later Bishop Cerveny) ( Maybe King, I don't know)was holy and heard!!
Later Dr. Walklett, Dr. Robert Miller whatever they said, I learned and held onto that knowledge.
Aunts, Uncles, Cousins, Friends, too many to count ( very blessed) help me get to 67 with joy.
I believe everyone is a teacher, so think before you do or say anything!!
I remember everything forever!!
I thank all my mentors, doctors, teachers, preachers, boyfriends ( I was not going to leave them out!) and love ones! I lift your names in honor on this birthday, and each day, you come to mind. I am a good human, due to the people around me.
Special thanks, to Homer and Mary, Trudy, Benjie and Tommy, were my stories begin and come back to.
 I remain a work in progress, and if Dr. Price was alive, I would call him right now.
 Would he know the answer to why my husband (god bless) bought me a new lap top for my birthday, when I asked for a bird feeder?? ( I love it, but it will take me until next birthday to become friends with Stella!) ( I name everything)
  Could Dr. Price explain to me, Why wasn't seeing Mr. Trump make fun of a disabled man on TV enough? To not vote for him, his past New York actions, were enough. His vulgar talk of woman and their Hoo Ha's was enough. He is a pot stirrer of filth, why isn't that enough?? Dr. Price would at least listen to me, he was gentle and calm.
 Send me some of your calmness wherever you are Dr. Price. This political climate has made my birthday, 'Not Nice' ( as Wyatt would say)  Dr. Miller would tell me to read, and research. Dr. Blackburn would tell me to pray. I choose to write and vent and share, what is in my mind!! with yu lucky few.
  I resent Trump using up my valuable days, so I will leave that subject to the masses.
  Yucky stuff.
Now to leave you with a book to read.
Nanaville by Anna Quindlen for all you grandpa's and gramma's out there. I think even for the parents with these babies, that we call our grandchildren. This is a wonderful book of real love.
Maybe next blog I will share some of my highlights, this new computer is making me tired.
READ IT!!
I will celebrate all of August, people I love were born in this month, truly special people. All other months are special too, kinda!! August rocks with great people. Maybe all summer months birthdays, Oh heck, don't get your feelings hurt. Maybe just say you were born in August!! It is a glorious time to be born, I will share it with you. Who will know??
Love, Love and More Love

Art of Movement

   Surround yourself with wonderful people!! All shapes, colors, religions, personalities, and make sure they are nice humans.
   Simple. Yet..
   I have been highly favored, with the best circle.
   Last week two of my buddies sent me a coffee table book, EARLY (they know me!!) about the Art of Movement. It was a surprise and took my breathe away. The human body in the motion of dance, honestly, maybe that is for sure heaven. Hands, feet, arms, legs, chests, abdomens, neck muscles and no music. However I heard the music through the photographs, and a tutu!! Come on, toe shoes, tap shoes, no shoes. Thank you MP and NB, and then the beads, to help me pray that I am this dancer!! I will use the book to help me, just be in the present, paint some of the photos.(Not the ones I may have licked!!!) Thank you for loving me UP!!
   Then I started thinking, July has been 100% all Art.
   Had another opportunity to hear and see, The Rolling Stones, with my brother. At first we could not speak, I felt Benjie's hand on my shoulder, not words were needed. Finally I turned, and he said, "I know, don't say it!" Keith Richards is older then God!! He was up on the 60 foot Jumbo Tron, and in our laps!! God Bless his bones, I reminded Benjie that he wrote children's books now, and then we just breathed out some, "Thank God they are alive and well to still rock our world!"
   The Art of Jagger, was a holy miracle, old and cute, ugly cute, I adore him. I could not listen for watching his every move. Every twitch of his hands, body, mouth. Mercy, he is a bottled up hurricane, blues magic, rock n roll classic, old, pitch perfect human!!! A Jumping Jack Flash, electric ride with all the boys of summer. Thank you B for letting your sister dance in the aisle, it was a night to remember. Thank you T, in the universe, for sending us some breeze, we both knew you were with us! We were high on granola bars and water for this go-round!! We are old and still concert going kids!! I think my mother was more excited then us, we sent her a selfie, of her babies at The Stones, once again.
      That brings me to The Art of Family, in this month of July.
     We had Bill's sister Jenny here from Chicago for a few days, so enjoyed seeing her and talking like magpies!! My family stories tend to tramp down Bill's, we are a rare!! So it was nice to hear Jenny talk about their stories. Photos galore. Jenny introduced me to my hubs, so I like to thank her from time to time! She was a good match maker, 38,39 years ago, I have lost count.
    Then after The Stones concert, Mother Mary (mom) graced us with a car ride back to Atlanta for a trial run of long term visiting. We laughed and talked, until I told her my tongue was swelling, for a week.I had the pleasure of doing things for her. She is use to a life of service, wife and mother, now she can find her, we hope. She is frail and strong, passive and NOT, she is our mom and NaNa, and we are lucky to have her with us, still learning and living her best self. ( am trying to get her to skip the perms!! Baby steps!) My brother came to pick her up, and she could not wait to mop her kitchen floor, God bless her new journey, where ever she may land. Love you Mama.
  July is almost finished, fast and busy, and beautiful.
  Happiness flows through me, to embrace August with a smile.
  Thank you July, it was pretty special, heat included.
   Love
   Bonnie

   

Tannis Anyone???

 I just had to come into the computer room, to escape my endless hours of watching tennis.
 When the season is hot and happening, I will get up in the wee hours of the morning to watch. Lucky Wimbleton has started at around 7, and I have been glued! Lucky for me it is also 'Devil Baby" hot outside, ( hence the title of blog) so I don't feel terribly guilty for being in the prone position for too long. What the heck, you should know, I do not do senseless guilt!!
  There is something so soothing to watch tennis, and golf. A grand way to work out all of your anger issues, by hitting a ball, to kingdom come.
   I had a tennis coach that would always encourage me at the net, nothing was getting past me, and help you on the other court, if you are standing too close. Sweat and swinging, and no Castevets!!! ( another clue to the title)
   UPS truck just pulled up, I love that truck!! people should send themselves something, for no reason, except to get a package and thank the UPS people!! ( Off topic, but adds to my joy!)
 Now back on, no topic really, just a Saturday Bonnie thoughts.
   I am getting ready to lay in this heat, on the back porch with just a fan, because I live for this sultry heat wave. To finish up a book I am reading, The Guest Book, by Sarah Blake. 17% into the book and I have to finish it. I had to let the husband know, that I will be with myself for a longer than usual spell, and to just check on me hourly for heat exposure!! Yesterday I texted him from two rooms away, to bring me my kindle charger and a battery, and told him he could use that time, to make sure I was doing OK!! Would never want him to think I was totally not capable of getting the cable myself!! It is not easy to get up out of the hammock, in this heat!! Plus he likes me, and he could watch whatever war movie was on at the time, by himself. Win, win!!
   Anyway back to this book, a couple of quotes to temp all you readers out there.
                 1." We see it differently, Harry. But we want the same things." ( do we really?? now?? in this great divide?? I am not sure at all)
                 2. When summer was a verb. ( I just loved that entire sentence)
                 3. A woman was meant to tend a child, a garden, or a conversation. ( Have mercy)
                 4. arguing that although the bedrock of every Western hierarchy rested upon a silent woman!! ( we still have so much work to do)
                 5.Life is wide, girls, cross it with your arms open.
                 6. " Wars, plagues, names upon tombs tell us only what happened. But History lies in the cracks between."
That about sums up a few hours of my morning, I made a tomato pie last night, that kings and queens could dine on!! So I will have leftovers for lunch.
Enjoy your day, however you find it, make it wonderful, yummy, peaceful and learn something.
Like Tannis root?
RoseMary knew.