Mom and I do not know what to call it…

Mom came to me this morning and said she needed to talk. I requested she let me get breakfast finished and meet me in the living room. She sat down on the couch and stated,

“Jill, I’m scared and do not know what to do.”

Now she was scaring me. I did not know what to think. I asked her;

“Mom, tell me what’s wrong? Are you OK? You are scaring me, talk to me, please.”

She continued with the dreams she was experiencing and they were scaring her. She was swearing she was awake first thing in the mornings and would close her eyes and see trees. She’d open her eyes again and everything is fine.

She said every time she’d close her eyes, something weird would happen. There were times she said that when her eyes closed, it was like she was looking in a mirror. She stuck her tongue out at the image, and it did the same back at her. 

She is still seeing the child floating around the house in a rocker. She asked if Barry and I were seeing it. Of course, I told her no. Next she kept repeating, I’m going crazy, that is the only answer.

We called the doctor to discuss her medications and possible interactions. Mom takes a lot of vitamins. At this time, her doctor thinks she is having a drug interaction between one of her vitamins and drugs. We have her on the right track.

Hopefully, this will solve the problem within a week. If not, I’ll be in search of a specialist and taking her vitamins/pills away from her and giving them to her myself. She will not take that well. She thinks we think she is stupid as it is, I might start World War Three taking her medicines and vitamins from her.

Can I runaway from home? Am I too old? I guess I should take Barry and Maggie with me. 


Importance of Sleep

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Have you ever had one of those days when nothing goes you’re way?

Two days ago, I hadn’t rested well for over a week. I had a free day and thought”awww, I’ll get some rest”. Little did you know, the people I live with are making plans.

Mom was feeling good and decided she wanted to go work out and wanted me to go with her. She pops her head in my room and screeches wake-up, sleepyhead. I told her to “go away”. When she left, I was wide awake, so I got up and had breakfast. I tried my best to relax and sleep while she was gone. I was starting to doze off when she walked in again.


Barry was not at home, so I let my mother know I was going to take a nap. I couldn’t get comfy in bed, so I headed for my favorite chair in the living room. I nicely asked her to let me nap.

I got comfy under my blanket and got ready for a good ole’ snooze. I was starting to relax and kinda dozey, when mom felt it necessary to check on me, in her high heeled boots. She does not have a clue how to walk quietly and on these hardwood floors. I politely told her I was fine and to please let me take a nap.


She started some laundry while I was snoozing. The alarm on the machine kept going off. She got frustrated and woke me up. I got the washer going and headed back to sleep. It wasn’t 10 minutes later and it was buzzing again. I fixed the problem again and attempted to go back to sleep. The same cycle repeated so many times to the point that I was aggravated. Mom finally got her wash done and I got about an hours nap. All that managed to do was make me sleepier.

Barry walked in at 4pm, so it was time to get dinner going and spend time with my sweetheart.


After dinner, I thought I’d relax s little and dozed off in my chair. About 2 hours later Barry had a meeting at the church. He woke me to say he was leaving. There I was, wide awake again.

I attempted to sleep while he was gone without success. He was home in a few hours and we got comfy for the evening. We sat in the living room watching NCIS and I dozed off again. I woke Barry to go to bed. I had just fallen asleep when he woke me up to let me know he was going to the living room, because he could not sleep. I tried for a few minutes to get back to sleep and I was wide awake again. I headed to the living room to watch TV around 3am.  I think I dozed off for a few minutes after 5am.

At 5:45am, Barry was rustling around in his chair and woke me up. It was time for him to get ready for work. I told him I was getting in the bed and if I was asleep when he left, please do not wake me to say goodbye. When I woke up at 1:30 pm the later that day, I felt a little better.


I had some lunch, read a few emails and Barry was home early, due to the weather. He fixed the washing machine while I went back to sleep. I woke up in time to watch the Wednesday night church service on the internet and back to sleep I went. I woke around 1am and drug Barry off to bed. He was up and off to work this morning . Kissed me goodbye and I stayed in bed till 9am. I felt drugged getting up this morning, but I am not sleepy. I actually managed to get a day of rest. Thank you, God!

Daily Prompt: Through the Window

Go to the nearest window. Look out for a full minute. Write about what you saw.

Gazing through the window, I stand as still as possible, not wanting to scare the chickadees and nuthatches as they battle over the fresh bird seed.

A mockingbird sits patiently on the air conditioner as if he were hailing a cab. There is a huge gray squirrel perched on the rail by the steps. Past the steps, the ‘Corkscrew Willow‘ tree, crowded with a multitude of different birds all waiting to get to the feeders.

The little guys continue to devour the fresh bird seed. It is like an open sign has been hung on the door of a new market.

Oops…here come the turtle doves, being their usual intrusive selves. They run the little guys off, break in line and make the rest of the crowd angry. A few of the purple finches try to join the Doves at the feeder, only to be run off by the biggest Dove. Turtle Doves are messy birds. They knock seeds all over the porch and ground, enabling a few of the braver birds to fly in to sneak a little bite.


Daily Prompt: Ode to a Playgroud

A place from your past or childhood, one that you’re fond of, is destroyed. Write it a memorial.

With deepest regrets, Fort Yargo State Park announced today that they would be replacing their treasured playground with  modern, child-friendly equipment before next season. The playground is closed through the winter, to allow for changes to be made.

The old playground has been around for many years and enjoyed by many children, growing up in the area.

Gone will be the giant sliding board that was a joy to ride. As a child, standing at the base of that ladder, it appeared to climb into the clouds. Once you reached the top, the angle of the slide and the slick surface of the board made you jump right back on the ladder for a second ride. You could spend hours just on that slide.

The wooden fort, that looked like a small lookout section of a real fort, will no longer be available to play Cowboys and Indians or girls against the boys. Whomever had control of the fort got to decide which games got played.

At the edge of the woods was a stand of metal tepees, that would no longer be there to stimulate the minds of children into a good game. Whichever one they decided to play.

Gone from this park will be a beloved playground and tons of incredible memories in the minds of the now grown-ups, that used to play here.

I hope they make the new area as cool as the last one. The original Fort Yargo playground will be hard to replace. It was awesome!!

Daily Prompt: Sliced Bread

Most of us have heard the saying, “That’s the best thing since sliced bread!”What do you think is actually the best thing since sliced bread?


At first, I was going to say the Bible. It is one of two things that I can count on using daily. I realized more than likely,  the Bible has been around longer than sliced bread, so that kinda put it out of the running.

Of course, I’m not sure whether anyone sliced bread in the Bible or they just broke pieces off. I’m a constant student of the Bible, but I am afraid this is one thing I cannot quote book and verse on. 

According to Wikipedia: 

Sliced bread is a loaf of bread which has been pre-sliced with a machine and packaged for convenience. It was first sold in 1928, advertised as “the greatest forward step in the baking industry since bread was wrapped”.[1] This led to the popular phrase, “the greatest thing since sliced bread“.

I refuse to say that the cell phone was my second choice and they, in my opinion,  are definitely not the “best thing since sliced bread”. Although, they are handy. We would all live without them! Yes, kids, you can live without your cell phone. Believe it are not, you can actually have a conversation with another human being. 

My personal opinion is that current medical technology qualifies as ” The best thing since sliced bread“. New innovations in every field of medicine improves the life of numerous people daily!

Barry and I are both still alive today, by the Grace of God and modern medical technology. I would have lost Barry twice  if someone hadn’t figured out how to replace the aortic valve and how to go into an artery of a patient, actively having a stroke, to manually remove the clot and stop progression of the damage that a stroke causes. 

The brain tumor I have was only diagnosed at autopsy before 1985. I thank God for giving someone the knowledge to invent the CAT Scan. I’m ready to take my place in heaven when the time is right, but for now I plan to enjoy every moment of life. Good or bad…..

Daily Prompt: Musical

What role does music play in your life?


In school, music was all I thought about. As I grew older, music became rather miniscule in my life. Church, Marriage, Family, Home-making, and Career kicked in and took over my life.

I have always loved to sing. I have always been part of our church choir. I sang in the chorus through middle and high school. Loved every minute of it. I would sing anything, even theme songs to television shows. Music took a backseat in my life and about the only time I had to listen to music was in the car or on an elevator.In the car, I’d roll the windows down, turn the radio up and sing my fool head off. I was a wonderful feeling. I continue to do so today, but it is not as pleasant as it used to be.

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Since the craniotomy in 2009, my vocal cords have twitched. this makes it difficult to even talk some days. Barry and I found a church home last April and I have begun to sing when the congregation does. My vocal cords are actually letting me sing at times. Although, I’m sure every cat within range is screeching with me, but I give it my all. It feels wonderful to have a small piece of something back I thought I had lost.

I’m not ready to solo, but who knows……..

Georgia Snow, Not!

Jared's Grocery Store Theory

Jared’s Grocery Store Theory (Photo credit: redjar)

In the past 47 years, or at least as long ad I can remember, people have panicked, raided the grocery stores, and driving like idiots at the mere mention of SNOW/ICE, in this area. Well, I am honestly shocked and surprised. They were talking like we would at least have s little ice. Guess what? No one nutted-up and bought every slice of bread in the southeast. Are we finally listening or is everyone just that broke? Either way, the sun will be out tomorrow and this mess will be forgotten.(till the next storm slides slightly south and the reporters want to get everyone all riled up!