Welcome 2nd Grade!!

No more sleeping late for us! It's back to school time!

Saturday, May 19, 2012

Daisies visit the Museam of Science and Planetarium

The daisy girl scouts had a fab time today learning all about the planets and stars.

 And also had the opportunity to pet baby sting rays.   None of the scouts had the nerve.  I dangled my fingers in the stinky water, but lost my nerve.   Finally, an older sister mustered up the nerve.  She reports that they do not feel like sand paper.  The are slimey feeling. 

I could have told her that!
 Our favorite part was the birds of prey show, where we saw a bald eagle, the type indiginous to florida.   Apparently, this bird caught the avian pox when young, and the mom bird booted it out of its nest, breaking its wing.  It will never fly and would die in the wild. 
 So instead, its going to live out its life posing for little boys and girls, and teaching them all about wild birds.

Beautiful, huh?

This bird is fully grown, but small compared to bald eagles found in the north and the west.
We also got to see an owl, up close and personal.

Fun times.

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Still Here

Yes, we are still here, and slowly adjusting to our new normal without my sweet mom.   Its strange.   I spent so much time stressing and thinking about what she might need in taking care of her, that I have to change my way of thinking now that she's gone.   Walking though Target was bizarre.  But, I'm back a work. Having T around helps tremendously.  Because, of course, life does go on. 

Of course we still have my dad, who needs care now will will only require more in the future.  But he's just one.  Not two.  He's not adjusting too well to my mom's death.  But at least he's allowing the aide to remain...who we have renamed "the housekeeper", as he insists that he needs no help or aide for himself.

So, things are winding down at school.  There are only three more weeks left before summer camp starts.  Hard to believe.   This weekend we have a Daisy Girl Scout Planetarium and Museum of Science tour.   After that, we have our bridging ceremony wherein about 1/2 of the troop, 6 girls will bridge over and become girl scout brownies.  

Since our leader just had a baby on May 1, she announced months ago that she would be unable to lead the brownies.   If you could see a picture of me right now, you might be wondering what letters appear to be tatooed on my forehead.  The would be S-U-C-K-E-R. 

Yes, that's right.   You heard it hear first.   I am going to be the new brownie girl scout troop leader.   No one else was volunteering, and I had decided that I needed to live my life and not have it solely revolve around caring for my parents.   Unfortunatley for me, turns out I was right.

So, I've been working on a blog for the troop.  Making up recruitment flyers, and otherwise thinking about the coming year.   I think it will be fun.  

Life goes on, right?

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Its a shiner!

 And growing more colorful everyday!

Tuesday, May 8, 2012


Got a call this afternoon from school that T fell on the playground.  didn't even cry.   Bammed her head above the eye.  They applied ice.   I noticed tonight that its all swollen.  I foresee her first black eye in the very near future.

Wacky Tacky Tuesday

Today was Wacky Tacky Tuesday at T's school.  I think we hit the mark!

Sunday, May 6, 2012

View GERALDINE JORDAN's Obituary by The Miami Herald

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Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Geraldine Taylor Jordan, 1925 - 2012

Today at 230 in the afternoon, I got a call my my mom's aide that she had died.  She was fine this morning and even in the late morning.  Ico gave my dad some lunch, saw him blow a kiss to my mom and she responded by blowing a kiss to him with her lips. The aide went downstairs to do some laundry.  When she came back upstairs, my mom had died.  No one had realized it when it was happening, it was that quick. 

She always said that in her next life, she was going to come back as a lady cop and a tap dancer.  Said if ever I called my next witness and a lady cop came tap dancing up the courtroom aisle, I'd know it was her. 

Guess I'll have to start looking for that.  I miss her already. 

I love you, Mama.


A marvelous plan was made in the stars,
to create a miracle across the ocean so far....
Then entwine and weave all the hopes and labor,
it would take to bring us this joy called "Taylor"....
Now three lives are blessed and somewhere in the stars,
the planners are smiling, as we all are.

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