Saturday, May 31, 2008
Friday, May 30, 2008
But I admire my family member. She is being very strong and very kind. Kinder than I could have been if it would have been me. She is not mean about it, but she is not letting him walk all over her. I really admire how she is maintaining herself. She will be able to put her head on the pillow at night and know she is doing what is right. She does not cuss at him, (maybe wants to) she is not hateful, still tells him she does not understand, tells him he is not the person she fell in love with, and has loved for the last 25 years. She does not want him back, she does not want to be hurt like this ever again, and she has devoted her life to her two sons. She is strong, she will survive, but I don't know how. Please keep her in your prayers, please keep her in your thoughts, and please send happy, peaceful vibes to a beautiful, wonderful, loving deserving of only the best, person that I know. I love you J .
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
The Chihuahua and Her Pitt Bulls
(rated C for Courageous)
(Or S for Stupid!)
Well it has been a while since I have been here, but I am sure you remember the routine. One night while on patrol I get a call to a domestic in progress in the low income apartment complex. I was working the "mid-watch" shift which is 7:00 p.m. to 3:00 a.m. and we usually stayed pretty busy. This was no exception. It was the three of us as usual, Tommy, Scott and Me and we all went to this call. It was a guy beating his girlfriend. We arrive and can hear a loud argument going on, and maybe even things being thrown. I don't remember for sure I just remember we went to the back door and are pounding to be let in. She comes to the door and of course now he/HE settles down. Jerk! I don't know why I can't remember the details right now, but it seems she was showing signs of abuse, but way back in the day we could not arrest for domestic abuse unless she would file a complaint. Most the time they wouldn't. Usually out of fear of being beaten worse when he got out of jail. But I do remember a cute little boy shaking in fear, crying for his mommy was getting beat. The guy was not his daddy, but rather her boyfriend. She was a little thing too. Very skinny, young and a cute girl, but her hair was all a mess, her clothes were a shamble. There was not much room, when you go into the back door you were in the kitchen. Just right inside the door is a little space before you got to the counter top and sink. It is real narrow, don't even think there was a table in that room but there might have been. I just remember it being about five feet wide, kind of like a shotgun house if you know what I mean. The rooms are narrow and it was a two story apartment. Living room, kitchen and maybe a bathroom downstairs, and a couple bedrooms upstairs. That is pretty much it. We get the girl out of the house and she just wants to leave. She wants to take her boy and leave. So we let her. I have NEVER had any tolerance for domestic abuse. I don't know, maybe it is because I am a woman, or maybe I just have a very strong sense of justice, whatever the reason, I always took it as a pleasure to work a domestic. Crazy? Yes, but it was my goal, my mission to save the world, one woman at a time. And I gave it my best shot. Today was no different. I told her she did not have to take that. She did not deserve to be beaten. And more than anything else in the whole world, she needed to be treated differently for the sake of her son. She needed to protect him, and to teach him that is not how you treat a woman, or any life for that matter.
Well after she leaves I just can't let it go. I was angry. I was really upset with this jerk and there was nothing I could do to him if she would not cooperate. So I had a plan. I didn't say it was a good one, just a plan devised in a short amount of time (maybe a couple seconds or so.) I knew my partners really well. I had joined the police department with them, they were like brothers to me and they would NEVER let me get hurt. I knew that as well as I knew my name. So armed with that knowledge I put my plan into action. I jumped right into the middle of this man's face and started nagging him. I could not shut up. I was ragging on him like a little Chihuahua after another dog. The big bad guy was just standing there. I made some comment like "oh, you like to beat women, well come oh big guy, hit me. " "Come on man, hit me, you seem to like beating on women, just do it." I taunted him, I attacked his ego with no mercy. Now I am not telling you what I did was right, heck I won't even tell you what I did was smart, but it was my plan. The only one I had at the moment. I wouldn't shut up, I would not stop. I kept barking and barking. One time I looked over my shoulder and saw Scott standing there with his arms folded across his chest. He stand 6'4" at least, pretty rugged looking, standing with his feet apart chest wide. Tommy, he is about 5'10" and is about that broad too. He has a huge barrel chest with a tiny waist and hips, and little short legs. Both guys have on their black police boots shinned and the leather we wore then was that shiny stuff. Not the dull or fabric stuff of today. It seems Tommy had his hands on his hips standing there and they just both were watching me. They were the Pitt Bulls standing behind the loud, hyper Chihuahua, and I was not on leash either. They were not trying to call me off, they were just waiting. I knew what was going to happen. Take a shot, just one punch, that is all I needed for him to do. Yeah it might hurt a little, maybe even a lot, but not near as much as he was going to hurt when my guys got through with him. AND he would be going to jail. I could see the smirk in Tommy and Scott's eyes when I took the second to glance at them. They knew exactly what I was doing and they were going to let me. They were there to protect me when I got in over my head. After what seemed an eternity I ran out of steam. I stopped. He never moved. He stood there, just stood there. I turned to leave then turned back and I told him, I better not ever come back here on a call where you lay a hand on her again. YOU HEAR ME? I better not ever have to come back. I didn't threaten him, I merely made him a promise. And my word is good.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
This little bridge is suppose to be going across the stream. But so much water went through, picked up this wooden bridge, not only did it turn it 180 degrees, but carried it "down stream" as well.
This is the new flower bed filled with the burning bush shrubs. It completely took the soil out from under the plants including the mulch and newly laid sod.
You can kind of see the water flow by this picture taken from the back porch. The water goes right under the gate and just flows straight down taking out anything in its path.
Remember the drainage ditch I posted about a few weeks ago??? Well here it is. The water went under the piping and pushed it to the surface. So all the digging, bringing in gravel, and setting the pipe for drainage, all to be done again.
Pretty good view of the run off coming off the hill above our house. The debris is a little more clear in this picture.
And a closer shot of the flower garden. You can see how it just could not hold back the water and soil.
You know, this is nothing. In the big picture this is just nothing. So many people lost their houses to tornadoes, or real flooding. We have nothing to complain about. But in the little picture of life ie, needing something to post about since I failed to take pictures of the family reunion this past weekend, this is what I came up with. I just get frustrated with doing something and it having to be redone. I kind of wish my husband would listen to me a little more, but that's ok. I have the brains, he has the bronze. thank goodness.
Monday, May 26, 2008
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
And she gets a little loud in this one. But she is just too cute. Enjoy a short clip of this baby girl! Turn the music off on my play list first so you can hear how loud she is. I would fix that if I knew how!!! (the music, not Allie's noises!)
Monday, May 19, 2008
Saturday, May 17, 2008
He thought this was so much fun and enjoyed laying in it as well as pushing anyone he could in it.
This is the other form of sweetness. She was exceptionally good today. She is always a good baby, but today she was really good. Just a happy baby that crawled up my big belly while we were in the hammock and planted a big ole wet open mouth kiss right on me. Remember those? Wet and slobbery, best first kisses from a baby ever. Pass the towel please, and give me another one.
She is such a grandma's girl. It does not matter who has her, or where I am, she wants grandma. She loves everyone, but she so loves her grandma. Will it last? I sure hope so.
Ok, I was a good sport about this picture. Morning with no makeup, or hair done, we were watching cartoons. What better way to spend an early Saturday morning. What was so funny was Allie just played and played in the recliner with me. Knowing that Caleb would feel someone left out I asked him to come sit with me too. He got on the foot of the chair between my legs and just laid there. So I loved on him, and stroked his head or face while he watched tv. Just giving some loving caress that he needed. Then Callie came over and just looked at me with those big sad puppy dog eyes and I could not resist. So I told her she could come up there too. Well Caleb got up to "help" her up and that was all she wanted. She jumped in his spot before both his feet hit the floor. After all, that is where Callie lays when it's just us without the kids. Caleb was fine with it and got right back in the chair and snuggled in with me. Scott got up and grabbed the camera and asked if there was any chance of room for one more person in that recliner. NO. Well unless it would be one more grand child. Someday maybe, someday.
What more could a grandma ask for. Her two favorite grandkids, and her bestest, loyal friend.. Caleb, Callie, Allie and me. It was a very good day.
Friday, May 16, 2008
This is just a quick note to let you know I am not as good as I thought I was. I am not able to read your blogs and comment because I seem to always have a baby in my lap, a nearly 7 year old demanding my attention, or a headache! Now don't get me wrong, I READ all my blogs, and I have about a dozen regulars, I read them every single day, about 6:30 or 7:30 in the morning. So if you post after that, then I don't read them till the next day. But with the grand kids here I am not able to comment on each and every one of them. I gave it a really good try yesterday, had a nice long serious comment to Memaw Bakes Memories, and LOST it. I don't know how or why, but I could not get Allie to sit still long enough to do it again. So, sorry. But this note is to tell you, I have not deserted you, I am reading and remaining faithful to you. So if you DO get a comment from me, you got lucky! Next week the kids will be gone and I will get back on my regular routine, (after I get out of the hospital from exhaustion!). this may be a good sign I should not baby sit that baby I told you about a couple nights ago! Lesson learned.
pass the Tylenol please
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Of course a girl needs a bath.
But Grandma, can't a girl get some privacy around here!
Oh thank you, I just love my bath.
And if I can get my hands on it, then it goes in the mouth.
Grandma has a fit when I put EVERYTHING in my mouth.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Monday, May 12, 2008
We Built This!!!
This is the kitchen I designed. I LOVED my kitchen. The center island was 5'x 9', one of the largest solid granite slabs in Oklahoma. I did not want a stove or sink, that was where the grand kids were going to sit on top and make cookies or color, or whatever we needed to do. I had a double oven, smooth top cook stove, the dishwasher was to the left of the sink (you can't really see it) and I had it raised about 18" so I did not have to lean over to load. Figured as we got older the leaning over would be hard on the back. The microwave oven was above the dishwasher just the perfect height for me. All the lower cabinets had pull out shelves, and the corner cabinets had swing out shelves so there were no dead spaces in the corners!! My center island had storage on both sides and at the far end, nearest the sink was a trash compactor. We also had an instant hot water dispenser, neat neat item to have for quick coffee, tea, or hot water to boil on the stove etc. Love love loved it.
You can see the front door and the openness of the floor plan. See the center island to the right? You can see the formal dining table and hutch, then the front door, turning more to the left is the dry sink and portrait wall for the kids and their Sr. Pictures. It was featured with spot lighting on the photos. Then there was a hall way with two bedrooms, guest bath and a couple closets for storage. On the other side of the house was a HUGE laundry room 1/2 bath, utility room, our master bedroom, bathroom suite and walk in closet. Plus the door to the garage and upstairs to the playroom.
This view is from the front door looking towards the sun room. The sun room was located just off the center island....see it on the left? The sun room had double french doors and then windows facing west (not the smartest move) to watch out in the backyard and pasture/barn/arena.
This was the guest bathroom, I loved the colors and old fashioned fixtures.This is the back view of Scott's shop. We had two overhead doors and two walk through doors. The window above was the playroom. The room was the full width of the house, so a lot of square footage. We had a separate heating and cooling unit for the upstairs and did not leave it on unless we were going to have company or be up there our self.
This was the bathroom in the barn. Of course it was not cute like this when we bought it. But in a weekend or two I had the barn fixed up. We painted the room, put in a new sink and floor, and really cute boarder. It was done in cowboy theme, go figure!
We made a little kitchenette in the tack/feed room. The hot water tank was already there for the bathroom also had a shower. So we put in the sink, frig, and micro, plus cabinets. painted that room, put in curtains, heat and air wall unit, painted the floor a brick pattern and cute cute boarder. That place was a great hang out. Especially while we were building the house.
This is the arena with lights. You could ride at night if you wanted to. The people who had it before us had play days there and many horse events, team roping I believe was one of the biggest attractions. It was a full size arena that we worked very hard to get it back into shape. If you don't take care of them weeds and things take over. And they did. We had to keep it tilled and sprayed for weeds. Took a lot of work, but by the time we sold it, it was doing pretty good.
Writing about this makes me very sad. I miss this house so much. We designed it, built it, and lived in it. All to leave it behind and move back "home" with family. We had planned to live there forever. But we had a variable interest rate, scary. We were afraid that when we retired that we would not be able to afford the house and the upkeep, plus enjoy living a little bit of life. So we made the very hard decision to sell. We advertised it three weekends and it sold. I hope the people that bought it will enjoy it and use it as much as we did. We served over 100 people there when the assistant fire chief retired. We had college class parties there every semester. I found it very important to host college parties for my students to show you can have a really good time and not need alcohol. I was never lacking for attendance. We would have 30, 40 and up to 50 and 60 people there. That house was built to entertain, and we did. We loved that place. But sometimes we have to make difficult decisions. The house is just that.....a house. I had no family and I really wanted to retire. I wish we had not spent so much on building the house. It got out of hand very quickly. Yes we did great by building it ourselves, but still, the expense is something one is not prepared for if you have not done it before. From the time we started to the time we finished was one year. We laid 12,000 sq ft of sod and put in a beautiful three rail fence to finish things off. We dreamed of fishponds, and lots of flower beds, but that did not happen. But dreams do come true. I had a dream house, my husband dreamed of always building his own home, and we dreamed of sharing it was many people. Those dreams all came true. How blessed we were, how blessed we are, and what a lesson in life it was. Dream big.
Sunday, May 11, 2008
And she is so beautiful !
well at least one of them.
willing victim... I mean
to take pictures as well.
of a good opportunity.
daughter is as crazy over it as
I am as a momma.
I think it is so sweet.
and all mothers out there.