The situation has not improved

Community Association Meeting
Attended a meeting tonight with the community association. I had requested that the security committee be there but they were not present. Three Harris County Sheriff deputies were. Sargent Glover was there and I was very happy to see her. She has patrolled our subdivision for 10 years now. Even if you are the police, I feel that the position of trust has to be earned. I did learn that our home should have been on 'temporary watch". Seems that my least favorite officer should have already placed our home in that mode. Sargent Glover said that she will take care of it and it seems that she has. I have seen the Sheriff/Constables come by twice.


The local gang and the drug dealer
We now know who the evil guys are that worked on Whitney's car and Whit's boyfriend. They are long time friends of our ex-son in-law. The local drug dealer (if you don't stick your head in the sand you know who they are in your neighborhood) told us tonight that he was selling drugs to these 4 guys (2 white brothers and 2 Hispanic men, relationship unknown)over in a trailer park in Katy. Clifton lived there for several years. Anytime you mention "trailer park in Katy" everyone nods their heads. The guys were laughing and bragging about the damage they caused to Whitney's car. They discussed a few details of what is next. Seems that they have 'orders" from Clifton (they used his street name) to kidnap, beat and rape Whit. I told Officer Glover but nothing can be done as there is really no information about when this "next" thing is suppose to happen and the fact that we are hearing it from a drug dealer. We did not mention his name but the officers knew. Even knew that he was homeless for the most part and rode a bicycle around.


Getting out of hand
I don't really understand the whys of all this type of behavior. Clifton basically received what he demanded. Custody of the baby, the food stamp card, the Medicaid card for Jason, supervised visitation, child support, etc. Whit is limited in to 8 1/2 hours one week and 56 hours the next week. Thursday from 8am to 5pm each Thursday and the 1st, 3rd weekends of the month. You would think she was the criminal. FYI: Clifton is currently serving probation in Harris County for Assault and Battery and probation in Brazoria County for Grand Theft. A little boy needs his mom more than those few hours a week. Whitney can call to say goodnight but Clifton always has an excuse why she can not talk to her baby. 


Other divorce parents
I know that some divorced parents do not see their children. I have met some who willingly talk about their ordeals. I hear the anger, frustration in their voices. After a time, they quit seeing their children because that is the easier way out. I often hear, "I never see my children. Their mother always has them away from home, or their already asleep. In our case, we hear, " He is not here. He is a Wal-Mart (or the dollar store) with my mother. I especially like the one where Cliff tells me that Jason is in the bathtub (I hope Martha is with him) and yet you can hear him playing and it is not sounds of playing in the tub.


More later.

Hi Little Tigger

Hi Little Tigger, How are you today. I was able to see you Tuesday afternoon and you even got to spend the night! I enjoyed playing with you. I wrapped u up real good from the cold wind and we swung outside for a god while. You smiled the whole time.

I took you over to the Casebeer's house. They have a dog named Paisley and she played ball with you. You got a whole lot of kisses and face washing from her. Although the Casebeer's are in poor health, they were able to spend a little time playing with you.

What are you doing tonight?

What are you doing tonight? Wish I could see you, be with you. We would have gone this weekend to see Santa. I know what I would wish Santa to bring me. What would you wish for?

Your dad tricked your mom into coming home. You and her arrived on the 12th of November. He would not let her call me to tell me yall were home. He picked you and her up from the airport and you went to see your pawpaw. He died a week later and that is how I found out that you were here.

Your dad has your mom under house arrest. She can not even go to the bathroom without him standing by the door.

I don't know what you dad will tell you as you grow up. But I am putting this out in hopes you will discover this blog in an archive somewhere. Now that you are back here, here are the rules your dad has said. 1. I can not have you and your mom over here together. You can be here or your mom can be here. Just can't be together. That's even true for Thanksgiving. 2. I have seen you once but your dad did let you spend the night. We played in the bathtub with the dog looking on. I thought for awhile the dog was going to climb into the tub with you but he was content to just watch you play. 3. Your aunt Morgan wanted to see you (she had not seen you in a long time) but your dad said no. The day before was your mawmaw's birthday so you had to spend the next day with her. So Morgan drove over and went in to see you, hug you and kiss you. Your mawmaw and daddy thought your Aunt Morgan was going to take you (I don't know why they thought this) and your mawmaw snatched you up. Morgan wasn't allowed to hold you. So Morgan came out to the car and told me this. She goes back in to give you a kiss and to see if she can give you a hug. I was in the car as this was just going to take a few minutes and I carried on a nice conversation with your Uncle Ray about his car wreck and his purchase of his new but used car. Well, to make a some story shortened, Morgan was accused to trying to steal you away and I was in the getaway car with the motor running (it was turned off). No sense in wasting gas with the price of gas over 2.50 a gallon.

I pray to God that you stay safe and do not grow up like them. I hope I am still living when you can or do decide to look us up. I love you. Grandmommy

If you were here today

If you were here today I would have you out in the swing. The sun is warm, a light breeze is blowing, just perfect weather to be outside.

We could have a picnic. I would spread a blanket on the ground and we would have juice, crackers, cheese and fruit. We would play with your little cars, crawl around in leaves that are on the ground. Maybe even discover a bug or two. We would have fun.

The electric company came the other day and cut down the trees in the back yard. They cut down the trees in all the backyards. We would have watched them cut the trees down from a safe distance.

Dozier the yellow lab doesn't come around anymore for his morning handout. His owners gave him away. Dozier was a gypsy kind of dog. Nomadic. So we can not watch Buddy and Dozier play anymore. That's kinda good as you and I would get run over if we got in their way. Sometimes you were funny as you would get out of their way if you could, leaving me to fend for myself.

It is almost lunch time. I don't feel hungry. I just wish you were here.

Love, Grandmommy

Superman

I miss you.

Grandmommy

Where oh where are you tonight?

I am reminded of the HeeHaw television show where country music celebs sang this song< "Where oh where are you tonight? Why did you leave me here all alone? Thought I found true love..." It keeps playing over and over in my head. If you have followed the blog, you know that my daughter and her 17 month old son left. Each day that passes and it gets closer to the holidays I wonder where they are and what they are doing. I miss them. I want to see them now.

Where are you? Are you safe? Are you eating good? Are you having plenty of milk to go in your bottle? How much have you grown? What new words are you saying now?

Your grandpaw on your dad's side has not recovered from his operation that he had at the beginning of September. I wish he could see just one more time. His time is now limited to days and hours. He loves you a lot. His hospital room is decorated with lots of your pictures. He misses you. He loves you.

So do grandaddy and I.

Sad holidays of a sort

Thanksgiving will soon be upon us. It is just around the corner if you haven't been paying attention. I am sure we all have many things to be thankful for..good health or better health than what we had been having. food in our mouths no matter who cooked it or burnt it, etc. You follow my drift. For me, it will be spent in longing like a homesick kid at camp.

Jason and his mom took off from where we knew they were staying. So much for knowing for a short time that they were safe. Don't have a clue and she has not contacted me since last Thursday. I miss the little bugger. His brownish green eyes, his oh so sweet smile. The baby sounds he makes.

I am thankful that my parents loved each other. I am thankful that they loved me. I am thankful that they seldom bicker. I am thankful that I always knew where they were, even when I didn't want to know. Thank you mom and dad.

November night

The moon is just beautiful tonight. You can clearly see the craters and the light from the moon is, well, it's light. Very few shadows are lurking anywhere.

The writer's group was busy tonight. About 13 to 17 people showed up and about 5 read their works. I see that numerous people have point of view problems. Even those who have written for awhile. I am glad to see that it is a problem that I share with others, no matter their level of experience.

I attended a photography meeting last night. The woman was a good presenter. She does sports photography. I have not tried my hand at that but many of the pointers that she gave out could be applied to any type of photography. I took several pages of notes.

On note of the grandson, I have heard from he and his mom. They are currently safe. Praise be to God and thank you Lord for your blessing of safety. Amen

Glorious change in weather

OMG! Walked outside early this morning and the "cool" front decided to stay. If it wasn't raining I would open the windows and turn off the a/c. But I can't do that. Open the windows.

I haven't seen the squirrel today. Perhaps I will see her later this afternoon if the rain has stopped. Her feeder is just outside my bedroom window so I can watch her when she comes. NO I don't spend my day standing at the window in order to see her. I write. So I am sitting at my desk and I look up when I hear her.

Grandson is here today. He spent the night. He is now 16 months old and is quite the adorable grandchild. I just love to sit and watch him.

Getting back into the grove

Yea, I know the picture is blurry. But I still think its a cute picture. It is often to get a 15 month old to sit still for a picture, Just ask the picture taking people at WalMart or Penny's.

Anyway, the dog had cut a chunk of pad off his paw and bled all over the carpet. Bloody footprints all through the house until I could corner the dog and take care of him.

Well, blood on the carpet has to come up. So out comes the carpet washer vacuum cleaner. Well, the grandson tolerates the regular vacuum cleaner but no way did he like the carpet cleaner. I actually thought that the carpet cleaner was more quiet than the vacuum.

Oh my goodness

Can't believe that I have been gone from home for a week now. I really miss the grandson and all his doings at 15 months. I miss his smile. Miss his wave. Miss holding him when he takes his bottle. Makes me homesick and blue.

Well, well, well

Kept the grandson today. I am worn out. He is beginning to spend more time walking. However, he will still crawl when he needs to get somewhere fast. I am ready to go to bed.

I found a program on tv call "Lie to Me". Interesting. I hope that the program continues to be interesting. It comes on after "House".

Post #125

For two days now I have wanted to go out and take some photos. Just general stuff. I never made it out of the house.

Grandson is spending the night. He is 14 months old now. So funny children are at this stage of the game of life. He likes to suck in his breath and make noises that way. I got a few good pictures of he and his Poppa at the grocery store. I also got some dog pictures at the grocery story. Always bring your camera with you. You just never know when a photo opportunity will make itself available.

Night

Lots to say, nothing to say

During the day I think of a lot of things I want to blog about. Yet, when I sit down to write my blog, the old brain just stops in its tracks and I can not think of a thing to blog about.

Had the grandson today. He is still not eating much after a week and a half of being sick. He has lost down to 19 pounds. Dr. put him on pedisure twice a day and propel water for the rest of the day. I did get some pudding down him. Not the whole container but about 3/4 of it. He ate some cheetos made for babies and they are made from veg's. Pretty good. I kinda sorta ate a few. He likes to share or rather cram some of them down your throat.

Nearly the end of the month

As you can see, grandson and grandad are bonding in the garage amongst the tools. It won't be long till grandad will wish he had not introduced the grandson to "tools". I forsee tools out in the grass, or missing all together. Yep. I see that day coming.

Nearly the end of the month already. I really had alot of to do items on a summer list and I not sure that even one item has been done and summer is almost over. School for most children start soon. I'll add check the to do list and add check the list to it. That is if I get up in the morning.

Tired isn't the right word

I have been running like crazy everyday for nearly two weeks trying to get two back-to-back parties organized + a high school graduation. Relatives started arriving on a Thursday, Friday was a family graduation meal that a neighbor gave. I ran the tires off the car picking up last minute things and the graduation cake for the neighbor as she had worked the night shift on Thursday night and was trying to get in a few winks before everyone landed at her house.

Then turn around after the party was over and cleaned the dishes, packed away the left over food, and discovered that we had not cut the graduation cake. So we all decided to land back at the neighbors after graduation for cake and ice cream. I think it was around midnight by the time we went home and the family members went back to their hotels.

Saturday was not much better as it was the grandson's 1st birthday and his cake had to be picked up, more plastic tableware had to be purchased and stuffed japaleno's had to be made. Party was suppose to start around 11 or 12 but in reality it was 2 pm.

I am so tired that I can't remember what day, Saturday or Sunday I took my great nephew fishing. I do have pictures so I know I did go fishing. Goodnight.

Sleeping

Sleeping angel.

Need I say more?

Is your librarian going to prison?

Here is the update on the job situation.

Am I going to prison as the prison librarian? Sadly, I got a rejection letter. So I won't be going to prison, at least not yet. Maybe another position will open up in another unit. If so I will try for that position. Of course I will also try the school districts for next school year. Being Texas certified for all grade levels gives me the opportunity to look all over the state.

I took more pictures of Buddy and his friend Dozier playing in the back field. This morning I had just about dozed off in my easy chair when this huge bark came throu the back door. Buddy had also began napping on the couch. It scared him that he completely jumped off the couch like a fire cracker had gone off. Opened the door, Buddy growling and off they went to the back easement. I didn't see them for pert near 20 minutes.

I have the grandson. He is spending the night. He first tooth came in yesterday. I would like to take a blanket out to the easement tomorrow morning and let the baby watch the dogs play. Maybe even, grandmonny will show Jason how to take a pic.