Grandmother @ MindSay

The white dogwood at the top is in full bloom and we think it is around 45 years old.
This dogwood was grown from a seed and before they built housed here it was very wooded.
My husband grew up in this neck of the woods.
The purple Iris came from my husband grandmother Kulhman farm. I planted some different color ones on the hill I hope they come out very soon. If they do I will post them.
It seems that everything is coming up all at once so soon I will be able to show off my garden.
I planted some pansy in pots around the front and back of the house along with rabbit ears.
The last picture I had trouble downloading but I croped the picture and it finally downloaded. This is a white Lillac tree. We grew this from a sapping from his mother lillac.

not sure where to go. my grandmother announced on the drive from the airport with my mom that she's not proud of me. that she's ashamed. her only granddaughter with the potential for graduating college dropping out, smoking, drinking...not living life "according to God's divine light." and as i've told her, i don't believe in "God's divine light." which doesn't help. but the bitch is staying at my...i hesitate to call it "home"...crash-pad? something along those lines. anyway, she's staying there for the next couple days. joix! so i'm sitting at flour garden until i figure out what to do.

Finally back from the grandmother visit. If I had all the patience in the world and the desire to drag up painful memories I would relate here the entirety of my cold acquaintance with my maternal grandmother. Being as I do not have such an affected mood at the present, I will discourse on other matters.

 

Principal of these is that I had the opportunity to see “The Dark Knight”, and upon the occurrence of said opportunity I seized it with zeal.  Truly, truly a great mix of movie tragedy and dramatics, and captivated my imagination enough to stop the nightmares I had been entertaining in the previous three nights of sleep. Let us hope that I can continue this streak through tonight.

 

I am tired, so I will end with mentioning that I nicked several of my grandfather’s CDs from his collection (as my grandmother has no delight for music, whatsoever). If scary movies cannot fix my dreams, hopefully Debussy can.

I spoke to my dad just now.  Not only that I spoke to my grandmother who've I not spoken to in years!!!!!

 

Tonight has been a great night.  I have so much to say but no where to begin.

 

 

WOW!  I am so happy.  The game plan is for me to go The Keys for Thanksgiving to see dad and I am going to ask my grandmother if I can come over sometimes to see her.  She is 82 and lives alone.  I think this is something I need to do.

 

To be honest, when I was talking to dad he asked me to call her since he thinks he might be robbed out of his inheritance.  He wanted me to find out about her health and how she is doing and that his step sis might not tell him about when she dies.  There must be a whole lot of money at stake.  I saw the will his dad wrote and he will get his share (I damn well better get mine when the day comes around).  Anywayz, I called her but when I heard her voice it I felt so bad.  So bad.  But I really do want to see her and help her out if she needs me.  I think Saturday visits would be nice.  Does that sound bad?

I hate the same old music. I hate being bombarded by "BUY BUY BUY." I hate that we can't say Merry Christmas in case we offend anyone and that most Christmas cards I have gotten are full of snow and Christmas trees (inanimate objects oddly enough). My favorite one is the Madonna and Child that my grandmother sent to me.

Anddddd I hate genocide and war. Blah, this is going to sound cheesy, but so much money is wasted on giving things to people that don't want or need them. There are essential gifts to give and then consider the ppl in Darfur: www.unicefusa.org

I read an article on Mia Farrow's support for this country (about 2 wks. ago) and clicked the link and was very frustrated, because there was the option to donate in pounds and I couldn't find the correct US site and my normal charity didn't have a Darfur fund.

Anyway, give what you can if you can. I think the USA is overindulgent and there are lots of greedy people here splurging on things when people are dying. I felt guilty last night depositing a check at my bank, having a car, locking it because of my ipod and DVDs inside.

Okay, just sharing. Consider spending a portion of your holiday budget to those in need.