The Child Has Been with Us TWO Years (as of yesterday)

This picture is of The Child and my brother, The Hero. The Child, whose birth I witnessed, is a total wonder. He's SO smart. He LOVES instruments and can identify trumpet music. He loves drums, so Supermom got him one. He is the sweetest thing! Supermom said that after she got finished getting ready he took her face in his hands and said, "Pretty." He loves to "read" his Jesus book. He must read "Minewva," which I often pronounce as Minerva (Nobody Notices Minerva). He really likes "Queen" who is Lightning McQueen of Cars. He also likes Mater almost as much.

He can make you crazy by slinging food, seemingly at will. He can make your heart glow by calling you "Two," though we still don't know why he's named me this.

He is a total blessing, but a TON of hard work for Supermom.

Thank you, God for The Child!

Living Up to the Hype

How sickening is it to see the trailer for a film, be all excited about seeing it, get to the theatre, and then be completely underwhelmed by the picture? Well, that is absolutely NOT the case with American Gangster. This movie delivers all it promises in the trailer and more. It is true that both Mr. Washington and Mr. Crowe are consummate professionals and have done this kind of thing before, but the story is the star of this movie. It is riveting. Enough time is spent on each aspect of the wide-spread story, but not so much that you wind up feeling that the movie is chasing rabbits. I give it a definite thumbs up. I also predict, and this doesn't take a genius, that there may be some kind of record set. In our theatre at the 5ish showing, people who came in close to start time couldn't sit together. The movie is also long, but it doesn't seems as if it's very long.

Bubba, Sr. and Granny came to visit today and we had a nice time. They really enjoyed visiting with The Child (and Supermom and me).

Also, my sister has requested that y'all go vote for Coach Chris Hatcher on http://www.coachoftheyear.com/. He's really a good dude and the football coach of Georgia Southern. I have to admit that I'm gonna go over there and vote for Coach Mark Richt. So, if you don't vote for one of those guys, vote for some nice guy near you!

Until later!

Okay, what is the deal? I've added spaces in between the paragraph about the movie and the one that is about Bubba, Sr. and Granny forty times, but it won't show up. ARRRRRGH! What's up with that?

Today is SOME better.

Well, if only because I decided it would be! I walked three miles with an injured Snoopy. That was a highlight. My room still needs to be finished up. Go time is Friday.

The Child and Supermom visited school today and everybody cooed and ahhed about him. He actually was very cute, but then there is the bias that I have. I was really glad Supermom brought him. There were people who didn't believe he existed. They have been appropriately corrected.

Signing off a TIRED person.

So, how did I spend my last free day?

Well, I have done very little. I watched "The View" because John Travolta and Queen Latifah were on there hawking Hairspray. I was excited to hear that Sherry Sheppard will likely be one of the replacement people. I like her. Whoopi, not so much. I think Whoopi is very funny, but am not sure how I'll feel about her moderating. I'm on a totally different political plain than she is. A friend of mine, Mrs. C. (not to be confused with Marion Cunningham, she's certainly not that) said that Whoopi was okay. I'll have to wait and see.

I bought some organizational tubs and Supermom got me some folders, so when I'm through with this, I'm gonna go in there and get some semblance of a storage order for my closet. I have one tiny closet, so it houses clothes and a lot of other items.

I chose not to go to the gym again today. I AM going to get up and go tomorrow. Mrs. C. wants me to go to the yoga-ish class, and I really can't come up with a good reason for not going. I am planning on treadmilling prior to that.

Have I told you about my friend and colleague Snoopy? Snoopy is undoubtedly the best teacher in my school. Snoopy teaches the WHOLE person, addressing scholastic needs, but realizing that if personal needs aren't met, then scholastic needs don't even matter. She has turned out to be one of the people in this world that I trust the most. She hasn't a judgmental bone in her body. And, most importantly, Snoopy does the hamster dance like it's her business. With relish and reckless abandon. And yes, children have been scarred by seeing this manifestation of joy. Also, she can't wait until fall comes and Starbuck's starts serving pumpkin lattes.

Grandmomma and Bubba will be visiting The Child tomorrow. So I'd better go tidy up for their visit. Happy day to all!