Saturday, September 29, 2012

It's a beautful rainy Saturday here in Texas. We haven't seen this kind of rain in a while, so it is a welcome sight!

However, I'm very excited about the State Fair of Texas! It has awesome fried food (my once a year indulgence), great shows and events. It started Friday and will last for three weeks. The weather (with the exception of today) will be awesome; highs in the low 80's and lows in the 60's. Can't wait to go!

I grew up in Springfield, Ill, the state captial of Illinois. I would go to the State Fair there in August. It was so hot, it was not unusual for someone to pass out. I remember they had great Lemon Shake ups, though!

So at the State Fair of Texas, we will go get our coupons for food, watch the dog show, maybe the pig races (awesome names for the contestants), watch the Marine Corps band, definitely the car show and then sit back and catch this awesome Celtic Rock band, The Kildeares! It's well worth it! Hope all y'all will get to experience it! :)


Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Hope everyone is having a great week!
I grew up in a very close family with loving grandparents and parents. When my grandfather died at the age of 77, I was crushed. He had been in failing health and you think you're prepared, but you're not. Everytime I would see a man who looked like him, I would tear up. That was at the tender age of 14.

In 2006, my parents started to fail in their health. I lost my father to Prostate cancer in September of 2007 and then my mother died of a broken heart in April of 2008. I took them to many doctor's appointments for their health, cardiologists, doctors, hospitals and then the nursing homes. They were my good friends and I miss them to this day.

The thing is, I still have a soft spot for the elderly and every time I see someone who looks like my grandfather, or parents, I start to tear up. Even now! I'm not going to reveal my age!

So, the other day at the cardiologist for me (I have SVT) the waiting room was filled with clones of my parents at their last visits, wheelchairs, walkers and oxygen bags. Needless to say, I couldn't stop the flow of tears running down my face. I wanted to hug them all and tell them I loved them! The receptionist asked if I was okay and I said yes, a little embarrassed and she understood. I made sure I said hello to most of them as I waited.  I can't tell you the look of appreciation they had that someone took the time to talk to them as a person. They are good people! May God Bless!