David's Birthday

David's birthday will soon be here again, and again he will not.  This doleful day will not bring joy or celebration.  No candles, no gifts, no party.  His warm smile will not be seen, nor will his sprightly laugh be heard.  The day will be filled with sweet memories of days long ago.  Somber and troubled memories will also loom.  Moments will be spent wishing things would  have gone differently in so many ways.  Old photos will be viewed prompting smiles to appear and tears to fall.  He will be missed but never forgotten.  One gift, given by him, will be remembered.  That gift of the realization that life is precious and brief.  Time is too short to be wasted on any silly thing that would keep you from your loved ones.  Love and understanding should be given each day.  And forgiveness is crucial. 

Happy Birthday little brother.  I love and miss you so much.

Addy Addy Addyson

I have known and loved this little girl for three years now. Addyson Juliann.  My 8th grandchild.  She is my daughter, Robin's, second daughter.  We celebrated her 3rd birthday yesterday.  She wanted a "Princess and the Frog" party, and that is what she got.  She was all dressed up in her Princess Tiana wedding gown complete with veil.  Her mom told us the story of how they went shopping for a party dress and Addy did not settle on a dress until she found just the right one.  Visions of watching her try on wedding gowns and finding the "one" came to mind, but just for a second.  That is not for many years to come.  Today she is a beautiful little girl, who's charm is captivating.  She has even been known to cry when watching a sad part of a movie.  She quotes funny lines from movies and sings "clean up clean up everybody clean up" when picking up her toys.  Taking care of her baby dolls is just about her favorite thing to do besides playing outside.  Happy 3rd birthday Addy Addy Addyson.  You make my life happier. 

Temptation

I stopped at the supermarket on my way home from work today.  Grabbed a cart and sauntered through the isles.  I picked up some items I needed and some things just because they were on sale.  White peaches were 98 cents per pound.  Never heard of white peaches so I slipped a few into my cart.  Once I found everything I wanted I headed to the checkout.  The young girl working as the clerk scanned the items and
informed me of the grand total.  I swiped my debit card in the little machine and waited for instructions.  My PIN number first then the question, "Do you want cash back."  It seemed like a good idea so I selected
$20 back.  I finished  pushing all the buttons and then temptation hit.  The clerk handed me two twenty dollar bills while saying "And twenty dollars is your change."  Bonus!  Twenty extra dollars!  Then I thought maybe I hit $40 by mistake...........yea right.  I looked at my receipt and it clearly showed $20 change. 
I paused and then asked the clerk if she should have given me 2 twenties.  Of course she said no.  I smiled and handed one of them back to her.  She thanked me and I headed out the door.  I felt good because I had done the right thing and avoided temptation.  I laughed as I drove home wishing I would have been so strong when tempted to buy those Oreos! 

My Camp

I was listening to the news and they said Oksana Grigorieva's camp denies that she released the tapes of Mel Gibson's rants to the public.  I was surfing the Internet and read that reports from Sandra Bullock and Jesse Jame's camps are divided on whether or not Sandra and Jesse are planning to get back together. 
The politicians all have their own camps.  Even Lindsay Lohan, with all her troubles, manages to keep a camp.  So, I want to know................. where is my camp?  Who is in my camp?  Do I need a camp? 
Do I want a camp?  Can we have a campfire?  Smore's?   Who wants to be in my camp?  Taking all
serious inquiries! 

                             

Life is a Beach

A few weeks ago I visited the Sunshine State for the first time.  We had a wonderful time. 
My favorite part of the trip was going to the beach.  We visited three beaches, each one delightful
and different.

       




Anna Maria Beach was my favorite.  This was my first encounter with the beach ever, and it was invigorous. The sand was soft and white.  The water was warm and tranquil.  It was clear and
little fishes swam around my feet. My granddaughters and I collected various seashells. Shore birds
were eager for a treat and plucked potato chips from our fingers.  A couple of  brave souls, and I was one, even placed a chip atop our head and the birds snatched it right up.  

Daytona Beach was delightful.  The water was crisp and cold.  I walked along the ocean in sand that was darker and even orange looking in spots.  We walked out into the ocean and although the water was shallow the waves were forceful. 

                 

Cocoa Beach is on Florida's Space Coast.  The sand was kind of a light gray-brown.  The water was refreshing.  We swam near the shore in waves that were tame while surfers and their boards were out further in the ocean.  Waves were breaking into foamy white water.  Little sand crabs popped in and out
of their holes and I walked along the soft hot sand picking up seashells.