Daily Archives: August 14, 2015

MY 1,200TH POST!

***WARNING!***WARNING!***WARNING!

THIS POST HAS BEEN INFECTED WITH COPIOUS AMOUNTS OF SELF-INDULGENCE AND BRAGGING ON FAMILY

There are few things in life that can match the look of unbridled joy in a child’s eyes; getting a gift he really wants for Christmas, riding a bicycle for the first time or catching a fish all by himself. Such was yesterday for me. I’m grateful God allowed me the chance to share such a happy time with my beloved grandson. When I went to pick him up early yesterday morning he was sitting on the porch, grinning from ear to ear. My BFF, Randy, had the boat hitched up and ready when we got to his house.it was the first time RJ had ever been in a boat, so I told him to do everything Randy told him to do.

Oftentimes a twelve year old can get restless, fidgety, start whining when the fishing is slow. RJ was a trooper, peppering us with non-stop chatter. Randy hooked the first catfish and asked RJ if he’d like to reel it in…..runaway choice for silly question of the day. After that we both let him bring the fish in while we manned the landing net. Truth be told, he DID hook, play out and reel one in all by himself.

The hours flew by and soon it was time to head back so I could get him home in time for him to make football practice. We stopped at the porta-pot before we left the boat landing and while he was doing his business Randy looked at me and grinned: ‘I think he’s hooked.’

‘Ya think?’

Randy mentioned we go out in the spring for pre-spawn crappies and he’s already making plans to invite himself along during his spring break next year. As soon as I got him to his house he proceeded to brag to his big sis that he caught five catfish and Grandpa Rick only caught one.

We’re going to watch his first game Saturday and I’m pretty sure his mom is getting tired of hearing about his prowess with a rod and reel. Yesterday was a memory he’ll be able to tell his children. I get to take that thought with me to my grave. Not too shabby.

I went out Wednesday and bought a digital camera.It was a good investment.

RJ FIGHTS A FISH WHILE RANDY READIES THE NET
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THIS IS THE ONE HE CAUGHT ALL BY HIMSELF
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THIS IS ONE I ACTUALLY HOOKED FOR HIM
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THE DAYS CATCH…HE WATCHED RANDY FILLET THEM…HE WAS FASCINATED
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Fighting for its life

Planned Parenthood Abby Johnson: I saw the baby fighting for its life!

13 week

I had to have seven amnios with my youngest child. They were all ultrasound guided, plus I could feel her inside, and it was clear from the very first procedure that she did not like that needle coming into her personal space one little bit.

The amnios were about 2 weeks apart. Each time I went for an appointment, my unborn daughter would become agitated earlier and earlier in the appointment. Outside odors get into the amniotic fluid where the baby can taste and smell them and the smells in that office were unlike anything I normally experienced.

It was clear to me that she hated the needle and that she learned what smells, and maybe sounds, meant it would be coming in soon. By the last amnio, my daughter was kicking and rolling before they even started prepping me.

She was so agitated, the doctor had a hard time safely getting samples during the last few procedures. Finally, they resorted to shoving on the top of her head to make her curl up tighter in my womb, then while the nurse held her there, the doctor stuck the needle into the small space below the nurse’s hand to get the sample he needed.

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