Tuesdays With Tag (Wednesday) - Miss Me?...

Taggart - March 2022

  

Hi, Everybody! 

Did you miss me yesterday?

Mom asked me if it was okay for me to visit with you today instead of yesterday, and when she told me why, I was good with that. I mean, I can visit with you anytime. All I have to do is ask Mom, and she'd be okay with it. She even thought about makin' this blog all about me once, but said I'd still only be able to post once a week so you wouldn't get sick of me. Like that would ever happen!

I know you've probably been missin' seein' my handsome gob the past few posts, so I thought you'd like to see a picture of me sittin' in the snow yet again. Three days ago, we were lookin' at robins in the yard; the temperature was almost 60º; and you could see all the presents Bella, Carly and I have been leavin' in the yard. 

Next day, what happens but we wake up to a yard full of snow, with more fallin' all day. It was awful! I went outside and found myself draggin' my privates through the white stuff again. Oh, joy!

I'm Gettin' Sick of Snow, Already

I don't know if I mentioned it last week, but Carly is in heat. The last few days have been especially rough on me. Mom reminded me I've been tootered and shouldn't have any interest in The Kid at all, but I think she's full of it. I can hardly find my awesome Corgi butt with both paws! Thing is...Carly's not even my type! Is she almost done yet?

So, I hope you like my pictures. (Autographed copies available. heehee) I'm gonna have to close now for this week. The Kid just sashayed past me again. I'm not sure why, but I'm compelled to follow her for a while. Gotta run...

I'll see you again in seven. 'til then... 

"Been There, Chewed That!"

Special Birthday Wishes...

My Dad - circa 1993

 

Tag will post tomorrow, because I wanted to use today (rather than yesterday or tomorrow) to write this one. I know you understand.

He would have been 89 today. If you're a young person that will seem old to you. If you're his daughter in her late 60's, it means he left us too soon. It's been nearly two years since he passed.

I know many of you have lost one or both of your parents, or someone else you loved deeply. Today, I feel the loss with you. But, I also celebrate the life of the man I knew as "Dad". 

 

Where I Got My Love Of Motorcycles

I'm saddened that I can't call him on the telephone and make plans for lunch. I can't bake a cake for him and load it up with candles you could see from outer space, just to see his smile and hear his laughter as he blew them all out in one breath. To hear him tell me one more time, "Donnie, I loved you longest."

Instead, I'll imagine he strolls the Streets of Gold, watching over me and the rest of his children and grandchildren. I'll imagine he's visiting with Grandma, Grandpa, his brother and cousins. I'll imagine he holds hands with both of my sisters-in-law who were all too young when they went to make a place for him. Finally, I'll imagine the celebrations he shares with the One who gives Life Eternal. 

Imagining all those things makes being here without him a little easier. He's always on my heart and mind, but today, I'll think of him and whisper again how much I miss him. I hope it's a long time before I actually see him again, but I know when I'm called, he'll be there to greet me.

Happy Heavenly Birthday, Dad. 

I love you.

Your #1

Meet Bryn Rose...

Bryn Rose Bear

She's finished and she has a name. "Bryn Rose" is my first finished, embroidered teddy bear. In the next month, I'll create a companion for her - a boy bear. For now, I'm just going to enjoy seeing this sweet girl sitting in my studio. 

My niece left the hospital yesterday, and is taking a one month leave from work to continue healing. We're very grateful for your prayers, and know they made a difference. We're going to continue prayers until she's fully healed.

Our dear friend and neighbor, Shelly, is the second person for whom I requested prayers. She has a long road to healing, but we're all optimistic. She's still in the hospital as her doctors and physical therapists work up a plan to rehabilitate from her stroke. Of course, Handsome and I will do whatever we can to help her and Andy once she's back home. I'm humbly asking for your continued prayers for her. 

I've named our current resident opossum, Otis Redding. He's been here all weekend, sleeping in Crystal's shelter. She has other places to sleep and stay warm, so it's no big deal. We're happy to help support him through the rest of this winter.

So, I think you're up to date on all the important news here at the farmhouse. Tag is supposed to post tomorrow, but he's moving to Wednesday. I have a special tribute, and it needs to be published tomorrow. I asked Tag and he doesn't mind. We hope you don't mind either.

See you tomorrow!