Wrap Up of Mum's Day Weekend

Snatched this photo from a post on Facebook. Made me think of the contradictory messages in life - like words that don't line up with what I see - I have learned to always trust what I see, not what someone tells me is the reality. Anyway, thought this was a fun photo. Love the South!

Had a nice mother's day - didn't get to go to church, but I will survive that - did get to see all my grandkids - and that was sweet. I have three beautiful plants to transfer to the gardens. Planted two watermelon plants. I woke up at 4:00 a.m., got up at 5:00 - feels like I've been up forever. I'm lucky. I'm loved.

Put a cage around one of my tomato plants and busted off one of the branches that was loaded with tomatoes - oi, that hurts!

Experimented with Kale - makes yummy tastes in salads.

Sitting at my patio table in the backyard in the early mist, I realized how lush and beautiful my yard is and only a couple of years ago when I returned from Wyoming, it was half gone....like me.......I realize our yards tell stories about us.........whenever I changed a job, I used to add a new bamboo plant in the office and found it so interesting to see how much it grew while I was at that particular job.

Watched movies this weekend: Houndog - that was sort of a pre-pubescent Black Snake Moan - and I watched I Have Loved You So Long, and that set me in a mode of crying for a while, but its a good, good movie.

Then watched The Reader which made me angry - any subject involving an adult perpetrator with a minor, and that being called an "affair" always sets me off. I have worked with people suffering devastating life problems from molestation. Too often they think they had an "affair" when in reality they were children with still developing brains who had been stalked and seduced by adults who should have known better. The devastating guilt and complicated life problems thereafter can be devastating to a successful future. However, the film was magnificent in the story telling of the young boy who became bonded to the perpetrator so severely he could not have a normal relationship until the perpetrator was dead. The movie chronicles his involvement with the perpetrator's life until her death and finally his emotional freedom from her. Other terrifying things were revealed to him about her which richly layered the story telling. I thought the acting was superb.

So, that's been my weekend. My laptop is down for the count - the cord keeps going out and I'm back on my old, limpy desktop with no sound. My granddaughter at least connected it so I can print something without having to disconnect the mouse.

Hope to get around to everyone in the next 24 hours - I must vacuum, run the boy's "stuff" to him and plant the beautiful plants I received for M. Day.