Friday, October 19, 2007

Several Things...

"From your mouth to God's ear..." Where have we heard that before? In my family, it's true. My mother has God's Hotline. Why? When she prays, miracles happen!

Take for instance my friend's mom. In ICU; prognosis not good; family members are quietly and tearfully saying goodbye. I call my mom; tell her to keep Mrs. G in her prayers...tah dah! Two days later, the vent is removed and she's going to recover!

Mom had her knee replaced last year, and she recovered in record time. I know another person who had their knee replaced three weeks earlier than Mom, and is still using a cane. Mom hasn't used hers in 6 months.

Today is my parents' 44th wedding anniversary. Back in 2002, the entire family met at Nicky's in Estes Park, Colorado for a week of fun and relaxation. Our friends who live in Fort Collins came down for a night of memories, laughter, and a fantastic Prime Rib dinner. My sister and I decided to make the night even better by celebrating Dad's birthday, Mom's birthday, and their anniversary with gifts, special tributes, and goofy songs! Mom was moved to tears by the poem I'd written, extolling their virtues as parents. And was in tears of laughter a moment later when Dad opened his presents and discovered we'd gotten him a book titled "1st to Die" by James Patterson! No, hopefully we were not predicting anything!

And we joked with my sister when two months later she discovered she was pregnant. No, she did not name my nephew Nicholas...

Switching gears a little, my oldest son did something very sweet this morning. I have to take him to school an hour early in order for him to take a physics class; we left a little early this morning, and he stopped at the gas station (he's got his permit, so he drives, and I sit in the passenger seat and calmly tell him to slow down...). He bought not only a bottle of Pepsi, but a PB Twix for his dear old mom! He loves me:)

Or, he's tired of the PMS and it was an effort to mellow me out?

Anny's having title anxiety on her blog this morning http://www.annycook.blogspot.com/ I think it's going around. I can't seem to come up with an appropriate title for my Indiana-meets-Colorado/prison reform-wants old girlfriend-back book. Check out my entry a couple weeks back (Oct 2...Work in Progress) and see if anyone has any suggestions. Post them on the comment section, and I'll tell you what...if I end up using one, I'll send you a free copy of Love Finds A Way. It's being released soon! I'll also post your name in the acknowledgment section of the new book.

AJ had a bad Friday. Pop over to her blog and leave her an encouraging note http://www.amarindajones.blogspot.com/ as well as reading the next wacky installment of the Emmaline blogga saga. Kelly hasn't posted yet, but I'm sure she's written something profound! http://www.kkirch.blogspot.com/

8 comments:

Molly Daniels said...

How does "Wild At Heart" grab everyone? My mom inspired this one...

Kelly Kirch said...

Serious titles or silly ones? We're great at silly stuff. Stalk Me, Chained for You, Good Bad-boy, Boy's Gone Wild, Back in Spades, I See U.

Sounds like your mom is like mine. I forever tease her that she has a direct line to God.

Amarinda Jones said...

I like Wild at Heart and I know the story you are talking about...it would be perfect. Your mum is right

jackie rogers said...

Wild at Heart is good Molly. I like it.

Kelly Kirch said...

Moll, your actual last name, love...is there a story behind it?

Molly Daniels said...

Thanks guys...my mom wins the copy of my book, ha ha:)

Kelly, what are you talking about? The only weird story behing my real last name goes back years and years...maybe I'll post it tomorrow. It's too bizarre!

Molly Daniels said...

Are you talking married or maiden? The story's about my maiden name...no story I know about the married...other than it took me 4 years to spell it correctly! I'll post that one tomorrow, also. Hint: Thank God Dr T had known me my entire life, ha ha...

Anny Cook said...

Okay. That's just sad... I'm almost old enough to be your mother. Argh!!!

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