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Asking for a Prayer

I love animals of all sorts. Alex, well he’d have a farm with a million dogs and horses if I’d let him. (I won’t. I’m a party pooper.) Animals typically are alright with me. Except for my parents’ cats. They are skittish and shy and all around wimps. Which is of great amusement to me seeing as how I’m cat sitting this weekend.

They are human tolerating.

(Having food in hand tends to get them a tad more friendly. Food after its been several hours since their last meal makes them down-right welcoming.)

(For a minute or two.)

The why as to why I am cat sitting is less fun than the actual cat-sitting itself. This week has been one of the harder weeks I’ve gone through in a long time. And if it is hard for me I can’t even imagine how hard it is for my Mom.

You see this week my Mom is sitting in a courthouse. Where the man who murdered my Uncle, her brother, is sitting and requesting a new “penalty trial” so that he can get off death row. (just to clarify, this isn’t a “wahhh I’m not guilty” request this is a “I did it because my Mommy and Daddy stunk so please change my punishment” request.) I’m not going to go in to all the debates about capital punishment and so forth so on. I’m simply going to say, at this point it’s been 14 years since this happened and 13 since the man was sentenced. At this point the killer has out lived his victim. (You can learn more here.)

So I guess in all of this I’m glad I have two persnickety cats who will love on me for a few minutes, as well as a great support structure at home with my husband and our two idiotic cats. I’m grateful that the horrible storms did not harm anyone we know and I pray for all of those who have lost so much at this time. I also ask that in this time, if you could pray for my Mom. She’s alone, family wise, in a room full of a killer’s supporters where he has LAUGHED in the court-room during these proceedings.

Please don’t judge us or our thoughts or our feelings. If you could however, when praying for all of the people who desperately need your prayers in the hard-hit south, offer just a teeny line of peace for my Mom I’d greatly appreciate it. I hope each and every one of you is safe and at peace tonight, and that all of your loved ones are as well.

Now excuse me I’m off to illicit more fake love from two wimpy cats with handfuls of food.

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When Gifts Attack!

Ever given a gift and then lived to regret it? I remember the day my Dad received his first “Mr. Beer” kit as a gift. Momma had purchased him this gift for Christmas partly as a gag; partly to give him something to do that would keep him out of her hair during the cold winter months when he wasn’t out riding his motorcycle.

That evening my dad read the instructions (Gasp! Shock! I know a MAN read instructions….) Ok I should be more specific, he skimmed the instructions. Then the journey began.

Fast forward several years now and my husband is the happiest man on the planet. Why you ask? Well mostly because we live about ten minutes from my parents, which means Alex is only ten minutes from his local brewery and pup.

My poor Momma went from a gag gift of a cheap Mr. Beer kit to taps in the basement.

I think every guy out there loves this fact….heck a neighbor even came running over while we were all gathered Sunday to grab an ice-cold fresh pint. Continue reading