Just stuff...

Hello. It's me. Back again. I am sitting here enjoying the coolness and cloudiness of the day. I have my ipod playing through the "over the counter stereo" in the kitchen, and the sound carries perfectly into the living room. I have the ipod on "shuffle" so that I have a wonderfully wide variety of songs to listen to. Right now, Cyndi Lauper is singing, but the song before that was Calling Levi, and before that was Brad Paisley singing about Alcohol. LOL! I never realized that my musical tastes were so varied. There was a time, not too long ago, that I would not listen to any country music. Now I'm enjoying it, as long as it's not too "twangy." Anyway, no matter what song is on, I much prefer to be listening to music over watching tv. There's usually not much on worth watching anyway.



Yesterday is rained. We needed that rain badly! So, thanks to the remnants of Hurricane Fay, our area got almost 3" of the wet stuff. I like rain. I like to go out in it, so JoAnn and I hopped in the truck and went to Walmart. I was trying to teach her some kiddie songs about rain, but she wanted to sing "Jingle Bells" instead. Don't get me wrong... I'm all for singing Christmas songs all year long, but a 4 year old's version is a little different than I was wanting to hear yesterday. Oh well. We had fun in the rain even though she wouldn't let me teach her any songs about the rain. :)



I have to go to the funeral home tonight. My biological father's step-dad, Papa Wright, died Tuesday. I'm ashamed to say that I don't even know how he died. The newspaper said that he died in a local nursing home, and it also mentioned that if one were to give a memorial contribution, to please consider the American Cancer Society or the choir fund for his church. I'm taking that to mean that he had some form of cancer. Very sad. And sadder still is that I was not very close to this man. I hadn't seen him for a while... maybe a year or so, but he looked great when I saw him last. I wish I'd been a better granddaughter to him. I loved him though, and I know he's in a much better place.

My paternal grandmother, Papa Wright's wife, also died of cancer. I was not close to her either. Part of this is because Larry, my biological father, is a deadbeat. He was not a part of my life when I was a child. He gave up his rights to me and allowed another man to adopt me when my mom re-married. I didn't see Larry at all from the time I was 2 years old, until I was 22. We had very limited and sporadic contact for the next decade or so, and now he does not contact me or my sister at all, and only talks to our brother once in a blue moon. I don't know if Larry will be at the funeral home tonight or not. I don't know if I want to see him or not. After all, I have a great dad now. Someone who treats me like I'm his own flesh-and-blood daughter. That's something that Larry never did. John Boyles is the person that I would have chosen to be my dad had I had the chance. :)

Anyway, I'm cooking supper for mom and dad tonight, and then we'll all go to the funeral home together. I'm cooking a pork tenderloin, macaroni and cheese, and green beans. Mom said that she would bring some fried apples and rolls. Mmmm. Sounds yummy! I hope it tastes as good as it sounds!

Well, duty calls... I'll be back later! Have a great day y'all!

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