happy birthday mom

To some love is just a word

To me it’s a feeling

A feeling I get every time I look into your eyes

A feeling I get when I realize your my mom

A mom who loves, shares, A mom who inspires

Unconditionally

What’s that?

That’s love

A mothers love, but only you would know

And me

You returned that love time and time again

Possibly too much, nevertheless you did

Thank-you

Thank-you for being there when I needed you most

For being my rock when I should have been yours

Thank-you for believing in me, even when I doubted myself

For being the one person I could trust

No matter what, no matter where

But most of all thank-you for being you-my mom

A mom I am so proud to claim

I love you

Now and forever ♥️♥️

 

 

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I’m trying to make friends outside of Facebook while applying the same principles. So this morning when BBG and I  took our walk down Piedmont to the Park I told every passer-by including the homeless man resting on the park bench and the “senior” morning walkers what I have eaten, I feel at the moment, what I did last nite, what I’m doing later and when my next bowel movement is.

I’m showing them pictures on my phone of my dog, what I ate for dinner, me driving around town, taking the trash out, my neighbor who waters his plants in the buff, you know everyday things people do.  I give them a paper copy of the latest video of cute kittens and others that I’m tagged in daily on FB. (I ran out of copies today so will need 500 more for tomorrow.)

I also give them thumbs up if I like what they say and tell them their liked.  BTW it works just like FB I already have 4 people following me, a park employee, 2 APD officers and a homeless woman with a shopping cart!

I can’t wait to get out there tomorrow!

 

 

 

 

You Can’t Make This Up…

From a recent Letters To The Editor,

Recently, I went to McDonald’s and I saw on the menu that you could have an order of 6, 9 or 12 Chicken McNuggets.
I asked for a half dozen nuggets.
‘We don’t have half dozen nuggets,’ said the teenager at the counter.
‘You don’t?’ I replied.
‘We only have six, nine, or twelve,’ was the reply.
‘So I can’t order a half dozen nuggets, but I can order six?’
‘That’s right.’
So I shook my head and ordered six McNuggets
(Unbelievable but sadly true…)
(Must have been the same one I asked for sweetener and she said they didn’t have any, only Splenda and sugar.)
(And they think they are worth $15.00 per hour)