Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Every man a king!
Today was great! I do not exactly live in the fast lane, but as I think about the events of the day, I realize how very lucky I am. First, Sharon and I dropped off some old computer equipment at the city recycling barn on Westbelt. We were on the way downtown to do some business at the court house. No, I was not posting bond on some criminal charges. After we got home, I took the latest possum I trapped to the bayou, about 3 miles from my house, to release. I hope I haven't caught the same possum 4 different times. When I got back, Sharon told me we were going to have dinner with our girls, Petie and Joelle, because Chris was out of town. So I was going to have dinner with MY girls, Sharon, Petie and Joelle!
Sharon then left to go shopping and I got "old Smokey" out to mow the yard. As usual, I was dripping wet when I finish. I usually wait until the heat of the day before mowing the yard and today was no exception. It's more of a challenge that way. After a gallon of water, literally, and a cool bath, it was almost time for dinner. We went over to Pettie's house so we could drive together to Jason's Deli. Joelle loves booths with a view, so she got us one by the front windows. Then she exclaimed "there's a tiny dancer!". Sure enough, a mother with her daughter in dance attire was walking in. Joelle already loves her music and likes Elton John. I call her my tiny dancer when she's off to dance class with pink tights, a bun and a knit bun cover. She looks so precious. Joelle was in a very good mood at dinner. She was really smiling the entire time. When I tried to tease her about all the food she doesn't like, she gave it right back to me smiling. She usually gets mad at me and says "stop teasing Poppy".
How lucky am I! I live two miles from Petie, Joelle and Chris. I get to see my daughter and granddaughter 3 or 4 times a week. I feel sorry for the dads that don't have a daughter or grandfathers that don't have a granddaughter. Ol' Huey P. Long must have had the ones with daughters and granddaughters in mind when he got the idea for his slogan "every man a king" I left off "a chicken in every pot".
Sharon then left to go shopping and I got "old Smokey" out to mow the yard. As usual, I was dripping wet when I finish. I usually wait until the heat of the day before mowing the yard and today was no exception. It's more of a challenge that way. After a gallon of water, literally, and a cool bath, it was almost time for dinner. We went over to Pettie's house so we could drive together to Jason's Deli. Joelle loves booths with a view, so she got us one by the front windows. Then she exclaimed "there's a tiny dancer!". Sure enough, a mother with her daughter in dance attire was walking in. Joelle already loves her music and likes Elton John. I call her my tiny dancer when she's off to dance class with pink tights, a bun and a knit bun cover. She looks so precious. Joelle was in a very good mood at dinner. She was really smiling the entire time. When I tried to tease her about all the food she doesn't like, she gave it right back to me smiling. She usually gets mad at me and says "stop teasing Poppy".
How lucky am I! I live two miles from Petie, Joelle and Chris. I get to see my daughter and granddaughter 3 or 4 times a week. I feel sorry for the dads that don't have a daughter or grandfathers that don't have a granddaughter. Ol' Huey P. Long must have had the ones with daughters and granddaughters in mind when he got the idea for his slogan "every man a king" I left off "a chicken in every pot".
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Back off Nana!
A couple of weeks ago, Nana and Joelle were out shopping. An elderly man started talking to Nana about her precious granddaughter. He then started telling Nana about his grandchildren, Joelle patiently standing by. Then Joelle could stand it not longer, she asked, "Nana, is he a stranger?" Apparently, Joelle thinks that what is good for the goose is good for the ducks!
Poor Nana, everbody assumes that joelle is her granddaughter. I am thinking about hiring someone to ask her if Joelle is her daughter. The last laugh will probably be on me though. Someone soon will ask her if that cripple, fat old man with her is her father.
Poor Nana, everbody assumes that joelle is her granddaughter. I am thinking about hiring someone to ask her if Joelle is her daughter. The last laugh will probably be on me though. Someone soon will ask her if that cripple, fat old man with her is her father.
Sunday, August 27, 2006
The last straw at lubys
Went to Luby's tonight for dinner. Nana, Joelle and I got there about 4:45 and were ready for Joelle to "pop" some broccoli. However, Luby's did not have any broccoli tonight. I do not ever remember Luby's NOT having broccoli. Since that is the only vegetable Joelle will eat, we were disappointed, to put it mildly. Then, when we got to the drink area, no chocolate milk. They did solve this problem when they found some in the back.
We haven't been happy with Luby's for some time. They were out of butter for three days a couple of weeks ago. When I asked the manager if Lubys was no longer going to provide butter, he acted as if I was an idiot for even asking. However, this has been their tactic when they are dropping a product.
Anyway, we sat down, unloaded our trays and got a straw from Jose for Joelle's chocolate milk. Thinking about the no Broccoli and almost no chocolate milk, Sharon said this could be the last straw. Joelle looked at her almost in tears and said, how will I be able to drink my chocolate milk. She had taken Nana's statement as the "last straw" literally. We explained to her that "last straw" was just a saying and did not mean that Lubys would no longer have drinking straws.
We haven't been happy with Luby's for some time. They were out of butter for three days a couple of weeks ago. When I asked the manager if Lubys was no longer going to provide butter, he acted as if I was an idiot for even asking. However, this has been their tactic when they are dropping a product.
Anyway, we sat down, unloaded our trays and got a straw from Jose for Joelle's chocolate milk. Thinking about the no Broccoli and almost no chocolate milk, Sharon said this could be the last straw. Joelle looked at her almost in tears and said, how will I be able to drink my chocolate milk. She had taken Nana's statement as the "last straw" literally. We explained to her that "last straw" was just a saying and did not mean that Lubys would no longer have drinking straws.
