TJ on School Projects

TJ told me a bit about his day at school.  He did not not expect to do well on the math/art project, but he said it looked great and he had fun.  The math made the art pleasant.

Coker helped TJ with a writing project that is now called "the commode story."  TJ explained to Coker that a story is like a train; you need the commode up front...  Coker needed clarification.  The locomotive, whatever, dad.

Crazy TJ

Well, I'll be...

The folks on my Meals on Wheels route are characters.  Sometimes it takes a while, but I get to know most of them at least a little.  RW is an older man who lives by himself, is very hard of hearing, and moves pretty slowly.  He's always smiling.  I know some days he's in pain, but he's always smiling a friendly smile.  

Oftentimes, he surprises me with what he says.  Sometimes, he's a little flirty.  Sometimes I walk to my car wondering if he simply meant what he said or if he meant to be a little naughty.  With that sunny smile, it's tough to know for sure.  Is he joking?  Flirting?  Trying to shock me?  A dirty old man with a sweet face?  I just don't know.

Today, I brought his lunch and a "holiday meal" that Meals on Wheels designed for him to eat on Friday, which is Good Friday.  I explained this as loudly as I can without shouting, but he seemed a little confused.  After I wished him a 'happy Easter,' he asked, "Meals on Wheels is closed for Easter?"  I answered in the affirmative.  RW's smiling response: "I'll be damned."

I've been laughing at that inappropriate phrase all day.  I wish I'd been quick-witted enough to say, "You don't have to be.  That's the idea behind Easter."  RW wins again.

Happy Valentine's Day from TJ

Valentine, Don't make me spend the day Solo.

Love,

TJ

Law Expert

Paul just informed me that my statement is "debatable."  I asked which of my previous jibber jabber was "debatable," and Paul plead the 5th.  I reminded him that, just this morning, he plead the 1st.  He's a constitutional expert.  If you need one, now you know where to go.

Like Father, Like Son

Paul's class went to Bass Hall today on a field trip, so he wore his suit.  I think they both looked great!

Jangle and Paul

I forgot to move Jangle the elf last night.  Oh no!  To make matters worse, Paul routinely gets up before I do.  I still haven't figured out why he gets up so early.  I think he might be a morning person, like Coker.  TJ and I prefer to sleep as late as we can.

On this morning, the eighth of December, Coker is out of town and Paul came downstairs around 6:30.  He finds Jangle right where Gertie left him when she knocked him out of Paul's boot: on the floor...  

Paul comes through my room to take a shower and greets me with a "good morning."  I mumble something and keep sleeping until I remember JANGLE!  Hearing the shower running, I jump out of bed to move him, hoping Paul didn't look for him yet.  He's gone!  Could Paul have moved him?  Did Gertie carry him off?  I decide to get back in bed and see what happens.

I don't mention Jangle.  Finally, as I'm making lunches, Paul asks if anyone has found the elf yet.

"No.  Where could he be?"

"I think he's here in the tree."

I walk over to look.  "That's a great spot!  Good job, Jangle!"  I give Paul a hug and a smile.  He smiles back.  Jangle looks mischievous.

Christmas Card Pictures

I didn't get myself together and plan a photo shoot for Christmas card pictures (yet again).  Coker suggested we ask a friend to take some pictures of us.  She did a great job!

My favorite:

 Coker, open your eyes!

 Sweet TJ

 Paul on a log

Paul & TJ

Another favorite:

 Gertie was there the whole time.  She just doesn't understand pictures.

The Card Shot: