An answer or a story ....

This is Jim with our darling niece M2.  It was a few years back --- he was showing her how to golf.  Yes, in the house and yes, probably with something breakable.  But hey, she wasn't his kid!

My brother sent this picture to me in an e-mail in response to "I miss ......".

I have decided to carry on the theme from the last post.  The kids and I would love to hear what you miss about Jim or some story about him.  Did I say "love"?  Let me re-phrase that:  we need to hear these things.  Especially the girls, who aren't around people who loved him and admired him (or didn't .... whatever).  They really need to know that people still think of him sometimes.  

I may or may not post for a couple of days.  I'd like to see where this takes us.  

And remember, you can always post anonymously.  

     The boys and I are at the lake.  We ran away today -- literally.  The jack hammering started at 8:30.  I had a meeting with my attorney and financial advisor in the study while this was going on.  And there was also banging.  And the sound of wood being torn off.  And the worker arguing with each other about what each was doing.  It was quite lovely .. a-hem.  

   Anyway, I put up with it for a while.  But then one of Son #2's teachers called and said that he had worked really hard and finished up 2 of the three classes, but it really didn't look like he'd be able to finish biology.  He was working at it, but their thought was that it wasn't going to happen and that maybe he needed a break.  

   So I placed a call to the new school and found out that he'd have to make up the whole year, even though he had only failed one semester.  It was at that point that I thought, "Oh what the heck!  Now we can go to the lake!!"  

Mother.  Of.  The.  Year.

     We started packing up the car.  I couldn't take another jack or another hammer or another argument about what should be done.  Son #2 came home and I told him he could stop doing summer school, but that he'd have to take the entire class over again.  We agreed that he did indeed need a break, that he had done an awesome job by finishing the other 2 classes so soon and that he'd probably have an easier time of it next year and improve his GPA. 

So off to the lake we went.

     And as soon as we got here the doctor's office called and told me that I had a kidney infection, but no stones.  Yee-haw.  Now I can stop looking for stones.  

   Let me admit something to you now ---- I was not born to look for stones.  

I'm weak, I admit it.

So now I'm on antibiotics, which I did get to pick up at the lake pharmacy.

     We surprised my Mom & D when we stopped by and we had dinner with them.  

What a great sentence.  :)

     

     Then we came to the house and I proceeded to re-arrange all of the furniture in my bedroom.  Part of my "making things different" quest, I guess.  Something I need.  It's too obviously empty the "before" way.  That probably makes no sense to most of you. 

Now I'm relaxing with a couple of cats lying beside me.  

And am not leaving until Thursday.

     Oh, and Son #2 and I had dinner last night with a friend of his and her mom.  Her husband died in February.  It was our first "real" meeting.  He's made us chat together on his computer   (w/ video!).  Anyway, we had a nice time and I really liked her (AND her lovely daughter, whom I've met several times).  We're definitely going to meet more often, w/ R and anyone else we can get to join our "support" group.  I'm looking forward to what will happen with that.

OK, that's it.

Please take a moment to tell us something you remember or miss about Jim.  

Please.

All 7 of us appreciate it.

:)

**Update:  

I have grievously erred (so what else is new?).

Daughter #3 has adopted a dog.  She called me yesterday with this news and I think was surprised with how calm I was.  I was not surprised that she'd done this.  I'm not that dense.

Here is the new addition (she's quite cute)--- her name is Miley and has nothing to do with the teen idol of the same name (or so she says):

 

I will get to meet her this weekend when Daughter #3 comes home to go see John Mayer.  We're going with several friends.  I wonder what the cats will do to her while we're gone?!