Squirrel-y News Flash

There are no AA batteries in the house. There are pictures on my camera that I cannot upload. Pictures of a pocket sized baby squirrel in my pocket. I now have a little nipple on a 10 cc syringe to feed a baby squirrel with. I have to admit that it's fun. Peanut makes a lot of cute noises and can suck that syringe down in a flat hurry. I suppose squirrel mothers are pretty busy and move pretty fast. Those little fellas learn to eat quick!!


We checked on the internet about what to feed him and how much. Fortunately for us this baby is about 6 weeks and fully furred up so he stands a good chance. We actually started out with two but one had been bitten by the cat and didn't make it. Cats have a lot of bacteria in their mouths.  I really can't get too excited about going to a vet with a squirrel. Sorry if that upsets you but I think we need to have rational perspective about critters.  Poor Roman got into a red ant hill and has one very sore foot and we did go to the vet for him, poor boy was going crazy from that! AWFUL!  You have to be higher up on the food chain to go to the vet around here.

Lest you think I am heartless I tried everything to save that little fella, even shaved a tiny fraction off of Romans antibiotic to give him a chance.   I put a heating pad under their cage and let him curl up on the nice soft bedding and he passed quietly in his sleep.

Squirrels falling out of their nests too soon is probably one of natures population control measures, which by the way doesn't work around here. We are INFESTED with squirrels. We just happened to find these. It wasn't hard when they were screaming because of cats. Peanut was not hurt. He is on his 3rd day and very lively. He has a good appetite. It's so funny to see how fast they can eat and when they are full that's it, DONE! He is very cute holding onto the bottle nipple and sucking away. All babies hold their bottles, in this case a syringe. Peanut takes 6 cc's at each feeding. Amazing isn't it? The website suggested adding a bit of banana to the formula and that was the ticket. He isn't ready for solids yet and won't eat a little piece of banana. The website said to give him formula soaked monkey biscuits and little bits of fruit one at a time just like a baby, when he's ready for solid food. I am grateful it can go potty by itself and I don't have to rub it's little nether regions with a wet cotton ball to get it to go. You have never in your life seen such tiny little poops.

Am I rational to be carrying around a squirrel in my shirt pocket?

Why do I have a squirrel nursery set up in my room?

Why am I syringe feeding a rodent with a tail?

BECAUSE IT'S a BABY and it's CuTe..... no other reason.

I'd say it's hormones but my ovaries are gone. I guess somethings never leave a woman's system.

Peanut also likes to snuggle down into the bottom of a sock and go to sleep. He loves Jennifer she talks like a squirrel to him. He loves riding in my pocket. His cage is big and full of that soft shaved bedding. He loves to burrow under it and run across, or climb around the cage. I was thinking we should put a tree branch in there for him to climb on. Maybe toys?

I wonder though what will happen when he grows up because if we try to release him here and he comes to visit, two cats will greet him. Not a good plan. Think think think.

I can just imagine a squirrel tearing up my entire house. The kittens gave the couch it's battle scars.
Oh well one day at a time.

This video is more like Peanut, he's part piggie.





How about a wild story? A true story! An AMAZING story.

Yesterday Heather sent Papa a text. The text read the following words.

Just woke up to a nekkid woman in my room trying to steal my Jujitsu robe.

Pa texts back, "Are u dreamin?"

Heather texts back, " No the cops are here she's been in a lot of houses up and down our street. She already had a pair of my shoes.   The cops are trying to cover her up but she won't let them."

Pa calls Heather, this is too much information for texting.

Apparently this woman was very high on some kind of drugs. She had a big stash of stuff from the neighbors. It's pretty hard to get away with a crime when you are nekkid in public in broad daylight.

Heather told the cops that in the South someone would say to them, " bless your heart". They had to smile at that.  Some days there just isn't enough pay for the job you do.

Never Forget

No we will never allow a Mosque to be built on this sight as a trophy to the death of these people.
Americans died ten years ago calling out for God.  Ten years later the mayor of New York is allowing no clergy and no prayer to commemorate the day.

That is another shame.

I'm Here

I feel like a who in whoville, on a little dust speck. I'm heeerrrrrrreeeeeeeeee. bloggin has almost fallen off of my radar. I can't sit!

Can you believe that? How can you blog is you can't sit? I am sitting right now and there is a pole in one of those billowy cheeks, can't see it but sure do feel it. Not pleasant.
HOWEVER I am  endeavoring to re enter the land of the purposeful. The once completely empty calendar is beginning to have activities in it on a regular basis. Wowzas. Now I know most of you cannot relate to that at all because your calendar is chock full of too much. Be careful what you complain about because an empty calendar is only a relief for a short time. I think most of us humans like stimulation of some kind.  We are created to work, and we work to create. I am trying to do a bit of work.

The best thing is teaching a Bible study at church. I have been teaching in Jude and what a book that is! Teaching makes one dig deeper and we have been in this book for 6 weeks. I am learning so much. It is a joy to do it.

and  ta da da!!! I have a cute little old lady to help out a bit. Not a lot of hours at all and no lifting but it is such a joy for me. My friend was struggling taking care of her 96 year old mama who suffers from dementia but is otherwise very healthy. I started out by helping her now and then and giving her phone advice. Then I went for one afternoon and now we try for 3 afternoons a week about 12 hours. Absolutely stunning when you think that was my shift for ONE DAY. I've only done the 12 hours once.
This week is my second time. my back gave out, of course. The little I do is so enjoyable for all of us.
My friends home is so peaceful and so full of grace. I look forward to just going over there. I have thought a lot about what happens to a home that is prayed in the way hers is. The home becomes a holy sanctuary where the presence of God dwells. If there is nothing in your home that would quench the spirit of God, then the spirit remains.

This week I heard a profound statement on the radio. We need to live as supernatural beings in a human world; instead of living like humans in a supernatural world. BECAUSE we are immortal and this world is not. Chew that for awhile.

That's my little update. My family is fine. I hear from Kayla often but she is not ready to come home. I wonder about all the homeless people. how many of them have families that wish they would return? Why is it that some people in our culture cannot find acceptance except in the culture of being homeless?
It breaks my heart.

I am ashamed that I have still not sent a new baby gift to the new grandson he is a beautiful fat cherub.
I have a little pair of booties but I want something else to send along with that. Something handmade.

Would you believe I haven't taken hardly a picture? Life is changing again and it is good.
Except for the sitting issue. That makes it hard to read and write on a computer. I miss all of my bloggy buddies. I really do and I wonder what is going on. It takes me what feels like forever just to catch up on one blog. I have quite a few that I like to read so I am WAY WAY WAY behind.
However I am saving up for a little notebook or something I can type on while reclining, and then I'll be back full steam ahead at a slow pace, something I can manage. GAH what a bore!

Howdy

We have been sweltering in the heat. With 97% humidity a person can break a sweat inside the house. Either that or I am having uber hot flashes. This week the humidity dropped to the 80's and it feels like paradise.
My week has been very interesting. Roman got sick and had a big BLOW out of diarrhea in my Hunny's man cave. not once, twice, but three times. Seventy pound Roman still lives. I was looking into adopting a beautiful basset mix and I had to shut up about it. Even I know when I am just licked.

This is Ginger isn't she beautiful?

It's time to start cleaning up the yard. It's a jungle out there. It's been too hot to do anything at all so I am way way way behind.
I have been trying to catch up on your blogs. Watching Heather move to the middle east has been cool. I'm green with envy over the beautiful clothes she is buying there. GORGEOUS http://wattsfamilybythesea.blogspot.com/2011/08/all-things-new.html

and then reading about Connie's traumatic fire!!!! http://overgoodground.blogspot.com/2011/08/leaving-my-heart-to-flames.html  and while your there read her post "Seeing Red" she explains how to have your e mail address in your return so it's not "no reply to comment" you don't want to know how many replies I typed a response to that went into cyber space. My brain is blonde. I'll give proof by the end of this post.

Our newest grandson born one day before my birthday. He actually missed being on my birthday by a few hours. Got some chubba cheeks on him doesn't he? Another one out in California what a heartache to have so many babies out there. This one is named Caleb. I can smell his little newborn smell in my imagination.

Oh and Katie has a big fun surprise. http://paintsplashes.blogspot.com/2011/08/little-or-big-behind.html
Her mom is going to be cooking with Ree and she is going too. I told Katie if she doesn't make something I might be sick. She is a fabulous cook in her own right. Her sourdough bread's are beautiful and she makes tons of home made gourmet foods.

I'm sittin with a little old lady a couple of afternoons a week and luvin it! It's about all I can manage but it gives me a pick me up mentally. I'm also teaching bible Study on sunday mornings to a small woman's class.
Jojo broke her ribs in a fall and that about killed me to read and I am really behind catching up on Trudy--my sweet bluebird. I don't know why but I am just struggling to keep up with life. I think of ideas to write about and don't. I see pictures to take and don't. I still can't sit for hardly any time since the trip to the beach. Riding in the car really set my hips back.

Jen has been rearranging and redecorating the whole house and it looks fabulous. No, I haven't taken pictures.
No news from me usually means I don't feel good. I would rather blog when I'm up! So there you have it. People are moving and changing and having all kinds of struggles so who am I to whine? PASS.

Focusing on what is good and making that lemonade out of lemons is still what I think makes us better it helps me and I can be the biggest sourpuss of all. Except for being with my daughter which can be so hilarious. The following is a real life joke.
TWO BLONDES AT THE MALL.
The two of us went shopping at the mall. When we were ready to exit we went up to the glass doors to leave. There are 4 sets of double doors there. Jennifer walked up to the first door and stood there waiting and nothing happened. I followed her. She moved to the left to the second set and stood there, nothing happened and I followed her. At the third set she started getting upset and said, "MOM all these doors are broken how we get out of here?" At which point my brain kicked into gear and I said, "push it." It opened. Jen took a rapid glance over her shoulder to see if anyone had seen us and said, "Let's get out of here!" Yes this is true, and yes we laughed. We laughed for three days and now I am laughing again. Sometimes real life is better than anything.

Why We Love the Beach

 Dauphin Island has a plethora of hermit crabs.

 There is also evidence of Katrina that is sharp rusty iron.

 Oyster shells.

 Don't you want to dip your toes in?

 It's still fun to sink in the sand no matter how old you are.

 This little dude is just truckin.  I love the sea!!!!!

 Prettiest diamonds of all.

 Beach houses for rent.

 Someone's beach bathroom went into the ocean and is coming back again.

 Crab hole!

 Gotta love drift wood.

This pelican on the pole became quite the bird model he really showed off his moves for us.

 I had worried he might fly away. no worries mate.

 My college friend we met when our girls were 4 years old.

 When we quit paying attention to Mr. Pelican he started moving around so we would take his picture again. Happy to oblige!

 awhhhhh feels so nice.

Sporty flippers and a good pedi! She definitely has on the beach theme.
We had a great time. I have more pics but this is enough for today.
It is so hot out I hope everyone is finding ways to keep cool.

Silly Is As Silly Does

 From one totom pole to another, think a bean bag will fit?

 we are dancing

 really we can do this without drugs,

and the beat goes on.


OK will someone please tell me how I can be so retarded to cut off everyone's heads except for the dog?
sheezzzzz

Where's Waldo?

I never had any intentions of taking a "blog break." It just happened all by itself! Not me I di'nt do it, it's that other guys' fault. Really I don't even know what happened, because writer's write.  I love to write. I also love to read. Apparently I can't do both. I have been reading some really good books.

Same Kind of different As Me written by Lynn Vincent,  is the true story of a wealthy art dealer and his sweet wife who begin working with homeless people and make a life long friendship with one special man in the process.

AMAZING story.

Lynn Vincent also helped another family tell their story, "Heaven is For Real,"  a little 4 year old boy who spent some time sitting on Jesus lap while his little body was wrestling with death. Their story is very credible and a great testimony. Guess what? There are animals in heaven a lot of them!!! I KNEW it!!!

Another AMAZING story. (Roman is alive and well, no worries.)

The Heavenly Man by Brother Yun. This is an intense read. This man was a part of the awakening in China. He is an instrumental leader of the underground churches there and suffered greatly for it. Three times he was in prison and severely tortured by the authorities and how he overcame every time is incredible. POWERFUL life changing book. WE HAVE NOTHING TO COMPLAIN ABOUT!!!!!!!

The Red Sea Rules, by Robert J Morgan. The same God who led you in will lead you out. This little pocket book is packed with wisdom and encouragement.

All of these books were page turners. I was hooked from page one and didn't put them down until they were finished. The Heavenly Man took me more than one sitting because of the intensity and length. You cannot read a book like that quickly. I need to read the Red Sea Rules again because it has so much in it. He uses the story of the Israelites backed up to the Red Sea before Moses parted the waters and makes a point that God had instructed them to go there. Hummmmm so sometimes our backs are against the wall to teach us something and just like those people we grumble. BUT God can teach us in those situations more than when we are comfortable.

What else have I been doing? A whole month went by. Swimming or more accurately water exercises and my arm is doing so great! I am very excited at the progress of healing I have. God is so good to me.  I can actually get my arm around my hubby's neck very carefully, but it is so sweet to be able to do that!!!
I have more mobility, less pain, and have weaned most meds to half and discontinued one. I am on my way! I don't know if I'll ever get my arm up over my head but I can live like this. I am hoping to be able to do some kind of work again. It won't be shift work or hospital work but it will be something. ATTITUDE is everything!

My daughter gets a lot of my time she is irresistible like that. She's signed up for cosmetology school to start in August. We are so excited about that!. It also means they will be living here another year so we have plans to rearrange the place. So out comes the paint buckets and here we go AGAIN! But seriously do you see this? Could you resist? No matter how old they are they can wrap you around their fingers. I am  a sucker, plain and simple.  All she has to do is smile.

It's going to be fun though. David is going to have a "camping" style theme in the utility room. We are going to make some kind of a tent over the bunk bed and fix him up a boys area. Then I'm going back upstairs,  Jen and Boo are coming down the bathrooms get switched, yada yada yada. We might as well just MOVE! I would but the Hunny won't. I could very much appreciate a ONE story house, with 6 ft fences all the way around.

It has been too hot for me to garden. Too humid & hot to walk. It has been too hot, unless you are in a pool.  Thankfully we are finally getting the rain we need, with some thunder and lightening for added interest.

I found my camera. I have a few photos to share. Yesterday was my birthday and I will have photos to share from that! It was fun. I'll save all of that for another post. Next week as in MONDAY we are going to the gulf to spend 2 days at the beach. I'll post about that promise pinky swear.

All from seeds. The mass of it makes the beauty, they are zennias, asters, sunflowers, marigolds, cosmos, and pepper plants.

Cone flowers and black eyed Susans, or rubeckia.

I will catch up on what has been going on with you. I have missed you. The days have just been flying by. Been there done that....can't remember.

The garden looks pretty because of him. He does not mind prolific sweat or heat. Not me.

He had to gate off the drive way because of a certain big beastie deciding it's worth it to go roam the streets. He can't get out now. Thanks Hun. It's not a very tall gate but it's recycled from one of the Hunny's jobs.  Some people can afford to throw away real cast iron gates and I am so glad they can!
Now yawl pray that Roman does not figure out that he could jump this with ease, or we will be back to the drawing board again.

See ya soon!