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