Meet Ms Lucy Lou
Some may remember Mr. Tweeters, the little bird that landed in our back yard last year and become our beloved family pet. He was an awesome addition to our family. I would have never bought one. I have never had own a bird, much less handle one of any kind. But it seemed our own little miracle that he found us and become so close to us. You can imagine my horror when we came home from Church Easter Sunday and we couldn't find Mr Tweeters. We searched high and low for him, it was odd for him not to be chirping. We were devastated to find that he drowned in my fish tank. Kandace and I were both crushed. I even tried CPR on the little bird, but it was to late. My daughter grabbed the bird from me and ran out side screaming for an Easter Miracle please God resurrect my bird. She was so tore up over it. It was the saddes ting i had ever seen. I searched everywhere for a replacement bird, although no one will ever take Mr tweeters place in either of our hearts we had to have another one to love... It took me all of a week to find her, but we now are loving teaching Ms Lucy all the cool things we taught Mr tweeters, and so far ms Lucy doesn't have all the bad annoying habits Mr tweeters did, she doesn't chew up paper,she shits a whole lot less that he did, lol, that's a huge plus, she lets us reach in her cage, he would go crazy and bite thru flesh to defend his cage. she will even cuddle in my breast and go to sleep no Mr tweeters who I nick named pecker head cause he was so bad at times. like I said I will always miss him, him and all his bad habits, cause he picked us it was something special. but I am really enjoying Ms Lucy and all her calmness.
thisismis72 at 11:47:14 PM EDT
Permalink
|
Blog about this entry
| 
Add to del.icio.us | 
digg this
This entry has comments:
Add your own
XCW Wrestling
wow what a great time we had. My daughter is crushing big time on one of the wrestlers. The one in black and yellow, Marvelous Mitch. What makes this even cooler is that I actually know him. Yep we went to school together way back when. Even back then he would walk the school halls doing wrestling poses and talking smack, well he has perfected it and puts on a terrific show. You can bet I will make sure to take Kandace to every show I can. It isn't bad$$ but it isn't cheap either. I took Kandace and let her take her cousin and a friend from school,plus me was 48$ to get in, add a 2 dollar program and that 50 was shot. But it was the best 50 I have spent since I can't remember. All my girls had a blast. I am the coolest mom in school cause I actually know a real life wrestler, lol, those are my daughters words, so you know I am walking on air. J of course got jealous, but that's nothing new. I lost a friend that I have had since 4th grade, but I bonded even closer to another. Don't worry I am not to upset about losing her friendship. See long story short it was her bday, which was the only reason I went. I got in touch with mitch thru myspace he said he could only put 1 more person on the guest list, so we decided to put her since it was her bday. well she never showed, and didn't call to let us know she wasn't coming, I could have used that extra 12 bucks so I called her out on it.. she told me FU and to go to hell so I told her about herself some more and we decided to not waist anymore time being friends. I am not losing any sleep over it.
thisismis72 at 11:01:52 PM EDT
Permalink
|
Blog about this entry
| Add to del.icio.us | digg this
This entry has comments:
Add your own
My Mother
My Mother
A total self commitment
Not fame nor fortune need
She gave herself completely
In thought, in word, in deed.
She never stopped to wonder
On blessings she might earn
But tried instead to teach me
And prayed that I might learn.
And now I'm older, wiser
I understand much more
And look with admiration
Her presence I adore.
Mother gave me everything
A debt I can't repay
So help me God to show her
My love in every way.
thisismis72 at 12:09:27 AM EST
Permalink
| Blog about this entry
| Add to del.icio.us | digg this
This entry has comments:
Add your own
anniversary wishes
Anniversary Wishes
The young man that I married
Is not the same today
That youthful carefree spirit
Now seems so far away.
But age rewards endurance
With pleasures all its' own
With time to build a future
Together...not alone.
And so my love I mention
The years we two have shared
Have made my life worth living
Just knowing that you've cared.
~© Rosemary Wynings~
thisismis72 at 12:08:06 AM EST
Permalink
|
Blog about this entry
| Add to del.icio.us | digg this
This entry has comments:
Add your own
Harvest of The Heart
Harvest of The Heart
Mom, I need to talk to you
Some things I need to say
I thank the good Lord up above
For you most everyday.
I think of times when as a child
I took your love for granted
But at this painful time in life
I feel the seeds you planted.
The seeds of strength, you placed in me
Are grown and now in bloom
Although alone, I face today
Your strength is in this room.
The seeds of faith, you gave to me
Have flourished, and have stayed
As you instructed long ago
When feeling weak, I've prayed.
The seeds of love you planted deep
And nourished them with care
You watered them with many tears
And blessed them with your prayers.
So Mom, I want to thank you now
YOU are Gods greatest art
for giving me these fruits of love
"Moms Harvest of The Heart".
thisismis72 at 12:07:00 AM EST
Permalink
|
Blog about this entry
| Add to del.icio.us | digg this
This entry has comments:
Add your own
You Are...
You Are...
Someone I can count on
that I can call my friend.
Someone that will be there
forever, until the end.
You are...
Someone I can learn from
and teach a few things to.
Someone I can trust
a friend who is true blue.
You are...
Someone I can run to
when I feel alone.
Someone who can make
any place feel like home.
You are...
Someone that has been there
from the very first breath.
Someone who has stuck by me
and never, ever left.
Thank You Mom!
thisismis72 at 12:00:28 AM EST
Permalink
|
Blog about this entry
| Add to del.icio.us | digg this
This entry has comments:
Add your own
