Because Someone Is Thinking About God


You better watch out

You better not cry

You better not shout

I’m telling you why

Because someone is thinking about God.

They are making a list

They are checking it twice

They are seeing if you’re real

Or phony and not really nice

Because someone is thinking about God.

They hear you when you are talking

They watch what words you say

They follow your examples

And hope you lead the way

Because someone is thinking about God.

So you better watch out

You better not cry

You better not shout

I’m telling you why

Because someone is thinking about God.

Let us always act like Jesus is walking beside us.

This poem goes to the song title, Santa Claus is Coming to Townamber-waves

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Just a Few Seconds Ago


Since Al isn’t here I went outside to see what is or isn’t happening. I feel the humidity. I hear the locust, and I saw this. I hurried in and got my camera. You see, I am a little nutty at times because I get so excited over the smallest of things.

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Daily Prompt; I’d like to Thank My Cats


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Daily Prompt

You are receiving an award –- either one that already exists, or a new one created just for you. What would the award be, why are you being honored, and what would you say in your acceptance speech?

Photographers, artists, poets: show us VICTORY.

I have received many awards here at WordPress. I never knew when I started blogging last year that awards could or would be given.

I think the one that touches my heart the most and will always stick in my mind more than the rest is this one.speak1 Why? because people believe what I write.

How many times did you stand in front of your parents begging them to please believe you? You knew that this time you were absolutely telling the truth.

Or how about when you told your best friend or a spouse the truth but you just had a feeling they didn’t buy it?

The big difference is you knew these people you were speaking to. You were standing or facing them and they still doubted.

Well here at WP I was very honored to receive this award. You all don’t know me from Adam. I could be filling your minds with so much bull crap but you read. You stayed and you read more. You began to get to know me through my words. You saw that I was telling the truth. You began to trust me.

Isn’t that what we all want in life? To be trusted, to be able to be ourselves. To be able to speak and not be ridiculed.

Every post I have written is from my heart and soul. Every word I have written has been the truth and nothing but the truth, I swear judge. LOL

No, seriously my friends I have earned trust from you and I appreciate it. It has gained me wonderful friendships. More and more my phone rings and it is bloggers calling to say hello. Or you call and ask about Al. This just makes my day. It makes my heart burst.

So, yes this is the most awesome award I will probably ever earn in my life, and it’s all because you have allowed me to be me. Thank-you everyone.Stagebook4

I About S__T On Myself


This morning since Al wasn’t here I decided to take a shower first thing. I took my time, taking off my glasses, going potty, starting the water. Looked at the wrinkles forming in my face, yuck, and finally hopped in the steaming hot water.

I sang a little bit, just decided to enjoy this small moment in my day. Finished, I turned the water off. Grabbed my white and blue butterfly towel and dried off. Slapped some good-smelling lotion on and got dressed.

I walked over to the sink to get my glasses and I saw something out of the corner of my eye. I couldn’t see that well because I am blind as a bat without my glasses but what ever it was it moved in the stool.

I hurried and put my glasses on and looked down in the water. It was a tree frog.tree frog

I screamed and jumped back. I know it sounds cold but I instantly flushed the stool. I didn’t watch. When the stool filled back up I looked down thinking it would be gone but it wasn’t. It had climbed above the height of the water and was sitting there looking at me. He was probably cussing me out wondering why I was trying to snuff him out.

I leaned down just a little bit to get a closer look at him and then he jumped. I screamed again and slammed the toilet lid down. I hurried and went to the phone and text my son. Come quick, there is a frog in my stool.

I not only shut the toilet lid, I shut the bathroom door too in case he somehow could get out I didn’t want him loose in my house. As I was sitting here waiting for my son I suddenly got a vision of something bad.

Had I peed on the frog? What if he would have jumped up on my naked rear end. I felt shivers run down my spine and saw goose bumps climb on my arms. It still gives me shivers just thinking about it. I mentally told the little creature I was sorry if I tinkled on him.

When my son showed up he went in and picked that little thing up in his bare hands and carried him outside and let him go. I couldn’t believe he just picked it up in the stool. He said, “mom, it was clean water. I can’t believe you were trying to flush him in to an early grave.”

We had a good laugh but I can tell you anytime I have used the potty today I have looked first.

Another thing I wanted to do now that I got that true story out-of-the-way is thank a few people.

Al received three cards today. I haven’t opened them so I couldn’t take photos of the cards inside. I want to thank Sherry S., Jan T., and Julie G.

When Al gets home from the Hospice house I will give them to him. Thank-you everyone for continuing to send him cards. He lights up when he sees a card for him. He tells me people care about him even though he is sick.

Speaking of Hospice, the doctor just called and said they are working on trying to slow down the tremors with new medications. They are also trying to help the heavy sweating caused from the M.S.A.

The doctor suggested that Al not participate in activities like the car show because he is too weak anymore and he has to pay the price for the next 24-36 hours. I wondered to myself as he was talking if Al should continue his Day Program. It seems Al does better when he is in bed not being active.  He said that if they can calm down either or both Al may have a few months left. He said that if Al continues to not eat well, and  his tremors can not be regulated to at least a slow steady than he may not be here in a few weeks.

He explained how the tremors are affecting Al’s heart and with him having C.A.D. this illness is injuring an already tired heart. He said that Al slept for five hours, which is better than the one and a half hours here. He said that he ate two ham sandwiches which is a big improvement.

The last thing he told me was, ” don’t get your hopes up too high. Al is going to have good and bad days. It seems that today he is having a good day, but tomorrow could be bad. I just don’t want you to be disappointed. This M.S.A. is nothing to laugh about and it is very serious. Make sure you have a really good Christmas.”

With that he told me he would call tomorrow and to have a good day.

The End.