The Day the Sun exploded.

I slump down in the big black chair at my in-law’s house. I pull the shade down to reduce the glare on the computer screen. My silk red bandana is in need of readjusting. I take it off and I see the reflection of my scowling Wagner face on the computer screen, as I think of something to type up.

Pole beans, bush beans, Great-Grandpa David’s onions, slicing cucumbers, and pickling cucumbers in the ground today. Along with a few flower seeds. Trailing soapwort, Columbine, Yarrow (also an herb), black-eyed Susan vine, Amaranthus.

Today is very hot and sticky. I believe it went almost up to 90 degrees today. Yick, note to self. I NEED more summer clothing. Breezy cotton skirts Ahhh. Since Thursday is my sewing day I should probably use up the cotton calicos I got such a good deal on a few months ago.

Stay cool everyone.

11 days. Lovely.

My lovely fiance did the lovely dishes for me, because my back lovely hurt and some of my lovely in-laws came over and stained some lovely trim and it was just lovely.

Sad Situation.

Abigail shows me the remains of her baby doll Moses.

Holding a leg and an arm in each hand, “A tractor got Moses. Bekah didn’t lay him down”

I wonder about the hay customer will think when they find pieces of a baby doll in their hay bale.

Up and down, up and down.

That’s how I feel my emotions have been going this past weeek. Yesterday was an up day of course! I got to see my Cooks before I leave.

My blog is going on a little rest for a week. I am going up with the InterVarsity group from my college. We are going up for Chapter Focus Week. I am doing an evangelism track. So, hope it all goes well. Pray for me!
Love does not boast
Love after all
Matters the most
Love does not run
Love does not hide
Love does not keep
Locked inside
Love is the river that flows through
Love never fails you
Love will sustain
Love will provide
Love will not cease
At the end of time
Love will protect
Love always hopes
Love still believes
When you don’t
Love is the arms that are holding you
Love never fails you
When my heart won’t make a sound
When I can’t turn back around
When the sky is falling down
Nothing is greater than this
Greater than this
Love is right here
Love is alive
Love is the way
The truth the life
Love is the river than flows through
Love is the arms that are holding you
Love is the place you will fly to
Love never fails you

Don’t be mad, if I cry.

Don’t be mad if I cry. It just hurts so bad sometimes. Because everyday it’s sinking in. And I have to say goodbye all over again

Summer is coming. Summer reminds me of my Gramma Gladys. Her funeral was the first funeral I remember attending. My very first one I had ever been to was when I was very, very young and I had no idea what was going on.

I was the first one to walk into the room where the service was being held. It was like she was sleeping. But she couldn’t sleep laying down. She had to sit up in a chair because of her bad heart. And her body was so messed up from a car accident in the 70s that almost killed her that she would have a hard time getting back up if she were to lay down.

The day she died was on a day when she was feeling great though. She asked the aid to help her into bed. Then she sent him to go get something off of the little snack cart. Which I thought was strange because she didn’t like nursing home food (I don’t blame her). He came back, and she was dead.

The other day I was pondering what it would have been like if she was still alive. I imagined myself going to her house, helping her with anything, doing my homework, having adult conversations with her. She could have taught me how to can food, and tell me stories about the farm that she grew up on. I could drive her places and we could go out to eat. I could drive her to K-Mart, to go get her hair done. All those things.

She died when I was 13, just two short years before I knew God. I could have shared with her what I had found, but I guess it just wasn’t supposed to happen that way.

I don’t care what others will say but when I was little I thought her house was the greatest. It had all this cool stuff to look at like pictures, jewelry, the litter box.

I really miss her, who wouldn’t? She was a fun woman.

I wish, I wish.

I know I should be wishing my life away but this morning I was thinking up a list of things I wish I could be doing!

A major overhaul on my room and closet. Which involves lots of little things such as washing walls and moping the floor,but I won’t list those.

Helping my mom with our gardens.

Garage sale-ing.

Sewing, more and more and more!

Cleaning out my car, which includes vacuuming not just gathering up random trash.

Writing my book I was telling my mom about in one of my previous posts.

I want my bread. :(

Ugh, I feel like I just got finished eating dessert. There is no whole wheat bread in the house so I can’t have my usual peanut butter toast. And all of the other cereals are sugary, and so I decided just this once I would eat this granola and berries cereal. It tasted like some sort of dessert.

Speaking of dessert my mom made peanut butter fudge while I was gone last night. I came home and I saw a random recipe on the kitchen island in my mom’s handwritting. I opened up the fridge and there in a small casserole dish was peanut butter fudge!

I went over to the Cook’s last night. I made Betsy a pin cushion for her birthday since I am going to be gone next week. Julie sat at the kitchen table without her wheelchair!

Yikes! I just looked at the clock! Gotta go!

This reminds me …

It reminds me of a conversation I had last night.

Good morning!

Sunday night I got my first real hug from Betsy in months! Usually she just uses her arms and leans th rest of her body away from you. But at the footwashing at her church, she gave me a big hug!

When she was still in ICU, if she stood up, I could hug her but not very tightly.

Amelia might be having puppies. Elwood wouldn’t leave her alone for close to a month! I told my mom I think she is by just looking at her last night! I’m excited!

When I have the time I will tell about my weekend.

For Aaron:

I was watching different Mr. Bean exerepts. I found this one and thought of my friend Aaron who had to have a root canal and sit in a dentist’s chair for two hours. 

Mr. Bean isn’t getting a root canal, but still he is pretty funny!