I'm gettin better

I guess my mind is doing much better for yesterday i have to admit i forgot.I was with a great lady named Mary Ann for 40 yrs.She now has a new address on a heavenly blvd.I guess my mind was tired for we met Roz's kids at the wilderness lodge at Disney world in Orlando.It seems that Anna's hubby named Dean.His grand parents had a timeshare there.So after chaseing Bubba & Jubba all around that saturday the poets mind was wore out.One picture of me late Sat night looked like death warmed over.So back to the subject at hand as i remember i valued my marriage vows & never before forgot.One thing more will i say i know she would forgive me this time for it would of been 46 yrs sfp

it's not quiet

Tis not quiet what it used to be.But as you get older you have to accept the things that are very different in your life.My life before 12/08 was different than it is now.I lived from a young man of 17 to an older man of 57.Those were very good years i have to say.Those little ones that used to jump into my arms now won't look at me.Well it seems i had distraction in my life where my face was turned from them.It was summer or 04 before peace came to my heart.Now i can hold Roz's little one's whom you know as Bubba & Jubba as in my previous story's.Tomorrow is a big day we go from 2 wheels to a trike.I feel it will be safer from the Roz & i.Well its another Christmas season upon us.I hope for a good season & you can be sure as it says in God's word i WILL keep my lamp full of oil & watch for his no i guess it should be said our Lord the true God & Savoir JESUS.Happy trails till we meet again. Rooster

i lived throught it

Every other Monday night the men at my church gather for prayer.I had told our worship leader the sunday before that i wanted a piece of the cake that was featured on her blog.That blog is http://.sevenchicks.typepad.com/ where you can see the mother of all choc cakes.Her hubby said after our prayers that he had something for me.If you remember that movie A Christmas Story about the little boy wanting a bb gun.I need to say sometimes you get what you ask for.I got a piece of the mother of all cakes.On the way home last evening i had trouble keeping it between the lines for the choc smell was all through the truck.As i entered Roosterville i said real loud I HAVE IT.Ms Roz came running WHAT WHAT WHAT?? I lifted the cake to her nose and sweat came upon her upper lip.I pealed the wrap back and just smelled then as Carl Edwards does when he wins a nascar race.I jumped into the nearest kitchen chair and did a backflip.I was awaken by the Roz the next morning it seemed i had dreamed it all.But i still scurried to the kitchen and looked there it was still there all wrapped the MOTHER OF ALL CHOC CAKES sandy footed poet

tomorrow she

Lordy lordy as i sit and peck i bet the Roz is flytrappin already.Tomorrow you she be her big day.I have all hidden yes i surely do a box all white from mail order Macy's.An all white ribbon is wrapped all around.A bit of jingle and jangle sure be in the box.I told her just before we said prayer's that to Madison's we surely would go.Ok tis all i can say about the big day but but one more thing.Roz cannot drive 55 anymore. sandy footed poet

she left here with a sword

I must surely say that i do feel for her co-workers today.The Roz left the house today looking to board her ship like she did last year.With shakey knees i waved goodbye as she drove up the drive.I sure hope she doesn't try to make her ceo at the hospital to walk the plank.Today is satan's holiday.I guess i never have been big on holloween.The history of it was very real in the olden days.I'm thankful that many church's have alternative programs.One more thing as the Roz left a while ago i realized she had a BLACKENED TOOTH sandy footed poet

if i could

I saw a movie tonight and Dolly sang at the ending soundtrack.If i could do it all again.I would of took more walks with hands a holdin.I would of talked a whole lot less and listened a whole lot more.I would of learned to do the choirs or at least tryed to help.I would hoped for a fast foward from 12/08/02 to aug 04 then the guilt would not lay upon my soul at tymes like this.A body form that stayed near me was prayed away sometyme in May.This guilt now that comes sometymes is not allowed to stay anymore.A staying here with sand in my shoes would still be okay for the one i miss the most would love to be just here.I would not have cast off from shore and left my blood to fend for themselves.I would not of put my name upon the the paper to take her home from the bloodline.When i golf and hit away i wish i could call it back.But alas its all the past and the past can not be even changed.One thing i say for shore as i feel the mist depart.The broom would still be jumped on the boat that night in the gulf of mexico.And the hd ring put in the bottle would still be cast upon the water.I would not change a thing of this new life i say this from my heart. sandy footed poet

it was not fun

Hello i say youall the poet is pecking on this fine night.I can say this blog today is about the highs and lows on a monday past.There is but 3 things and a movie i could but watch.But a peckin for now i sure will do.What a day i say what a day you see ole miss done beat i say done beat the gators in the swamp.An alabama does seem to be whippin those ga dawgs.I have had the highs this week but then the lows but on the same dayyyyy!!I sold a house that my sister lived in.She had nowhere to live three years ago so i was able to buy from kin a small house for sis to live in.A few months back she bought a place with payment lower than the rent i charged so i said go for it.On wed last the last load was done WHEW!!!On monday past i hadthe high was closeing sale of the sister rental.Now i,ll tell about the low.I had to go to the doctor that has a habit of looking for the perfect hole and i not be talkin about golf.It seemed the poets prosate numbers were up that is psa numbers.So a biopsy he wanted to take from me.I guess he sure got carried away for he ended up with 12.My clothes were piled in a chair then the position i did but do.For i told him getter done.When for it sure was all over i seemed to bleed all over the place.After the blood i say i almost went to sleep but not because i wanted to.I told the nurse i hoped she made good wages for doing omy she did did did.I told them both i haven,t been cleaned like that since my MOMA did it.When they got done i tell you this i hit the door a runnin and as white as a sheet i told Roz take me homeeeee.Monday will be the day i guess the reconing i will hear.All who reads this blog that prays to our loving God.Pray that i will have a very good report.sandy footed poet