Saturday, June 2, 2012

After rounds today.

1. Came home.
2. Showered the hospital off of me.
3. And then this.

All four of them have known each other since before any of them could even talk. Imagine that.

Here's what I've learned: 

No matter what it is you have to do, always save some of yourself for the ones you love. And not just any old parts of yourself. The fun parts. The happy parts. The best parts.

And look. I don't always succeed at doing that. I don't. Sometimes they get the dozing-off-on-the-couch parts. Or the working-on-my-laptop parts. 

But some days? Man. Some days, I get it right. 

Happy Saturday. Again.


  1. Ahhhh...good friends that know one another long and well...nothing like it! I have friends today that I've known since childhood. No way can my friends be headed toward the big 6.0. When did that happen?

    My grown sons also have friends from childhood. They are in their late 20's and early 30's now (unreal!) and they're almost like my own "kids." So thankful for old friends...and new ones...

    Loved your Dad's story. What a blessing to have parents like that!

    I may become addicted to commenting. Just sayin'...*smiles*

    Jae in Clayton, NC

    1. See, Jae? Commenting isn't so bad! Ha ha ha ha. . .and I woke up to yours this morning, so that made it even better. :) When I was little we used to sing this song: "Make new friends, but keep the old, one is silver and the other is gold."

      And yes, my Poopdeck is awesome--thanks!

  2. One of my childhood friends - we met in kindergarten - lives close by. We talk frequently and get together often. We share so many memories. Now that we're both senior citizens, a lot of our conversations begin with "Remember when . . .?" It's a beautiful thing.

  3. From the Deck of thevPoop

    Good morning beautiful. I'm sitting in the spot where Mattie used to sit sometimes and look out the window. I have Pandora and Wille Nelson is singing " When I was young and grandma wasn't old" smile. Probably a myopic view for old Willie huh?
    You are right on with the time thing. It must be time of quality but first it must be time. You see Dr. KD, the quality of the time isn't necessarily decided by the time giver. The time receiver usually puts the value on the time. When I look at some old photos of me sitting on the old Sofa in the den, dog tired after a rough day at work or a long day at the little field, and one or two of you are laying on me with a big hug and I'm nodding. Was that quality time for you guys or for me? Probably both but maybe more for you guys?

    Just make sure you allocate the time, because the amount will usually trump the "quality".

    Much much love


  4. This? Definitely getting it right. Joy!

  5. Hi!

    These are great pictures! Thanks so much for stopping by my blog and leaving such a sweet comment. It's great to meet you and I look forward to visiting you often.
    Have a great week!


  6. I love your thinking and your parents! "From the deck of the poop...". Dare I ask how poop deck came about???

    1. Poopdeck as in "Pappy Poopdeck" from Popeye the Sailor Man. His father's name was Pappy Poopdeck. I used to call my dad the full name and eventually just dropped the "Pappy."

      He came up with the whole "from the deck of the Poop" himself.

  7. The boys love that park. We just missed you guys-we were there Thursday! Love the pictures!!


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