Last Thursday when Brittany and I came back from the store there was a turtle trying its best to get across that wooden barrier to get in my back door.

I flipped the turtle sand box over and put a little water in it and a big rock in the center and put the turtle in it because I didn't want it to get run over in the parking lot cause that lil booger was fast. At first I thought it belonged to my neighbor next door, but when he looked at it he said that he'd given his away to somebody in the country.

I put some lettuce in there with it along with some big flake fish food. When Tommy came this weekend, he said to feed it some meat, so we put ham in there with the lettuce and the carrots.

I was telling Sharon about it and she said her neighbor's son used to feed his rotten tomatoes. So, Brittany and I went over to my neighbor's garden and stole a semi rotten tomato and tore it up into pieces and that turtle really jumped on it. Ate it all up in a matter of minutes. I didn't know a turtle's mouth was as big as it is.

I told Brittany she could take it home with her, so when her mom came we found a box for it and they left here with it in the trunk of the car in a Harry & David pear box.

I hope they find a creek or some place near water to put it cause he/she was a cute lil thing and it probably needs to be free. But Brittany told Sarah she was gonna make turtle soup out of it! Brittany and the Cat's Tail
Monday, September 11, 2006

Last Thursday Brittany was playing with Tiger, the cat. Now, Tiger is not a playful cat cause he's 63 in cat years, but he is very patient. He'll put up with being wrapped up, put on the examining table and being doctored on, lugged around draped around her neck like a mangy old fox fur. In short, he's very PATIENT!

Thursday he was under the table in the kitchen and she went under there, too and suddenly he yowled. I said,"Brittany, don't pull Tiger's tail". She didn't say anything, but a few minutes later, he yowled again. I said, "Brittany, if you pull his tail again, I'm gonna pull yours and you won't like it." Then, the cat yowled again and she scrambled further under the table, but I pulled her out and gathered up a lil piece of her fat butt cheek and sorta twisted it. She looked so surprised and then she started crying. I asked why she was crying so loud when Tiger didn't when she pulled his tail. This is what I heard amid sobs, "Well, G'ma you'd cry too if somebody pulled your damn tail."

So, then I had to pull her out again and spank her for cussing!! You can't win with that one!

I wrote about the rose moss earlier. How one last year turned into a pot full of different colors this year.Well, now, I have another question. How come when they bloom the second time, they're double?

I've been watching them and one time they'll be single blooms and then next time they are so double they look fake. Are rose moss weird or something?

I've been popping the seed pods and sprinkling them in the pot, so next year I ought to have a really big pot of them. Wanna bet they'll all be the same color?

Well, we tried to get an early start, but things just kept getting in the way. We finally left here at 10AM, stopped to get gas ($2.18 gal.) and got on the road.

Seems like everybody here in our part of the state was on the road to Charlottesville to see the football game and we sorta picked an SUV with their UVA flags flying and followed them. I picked a good one because we got there at 12:30!

Then all the fun started! Sharon had sent me a new form to fill out for the kids and I had to have a copy of the court order giving me joint custody, and then had to have it notarized. Only thing she didn't tell me was that I had to mail it back to the head honcho and then she would OK it, or not, and send me back a form saying everything was OK for me to bring the kids. And I have only been taking them to see their mom for 7 years.

We got there, got in line, and the man working the computer checked my ID, checked the papers and then asked if I had been there since July 1. I hadn't, so he said I wasn't in the system and since I didn't have the warden's permission, I could visit, but the kids couldn't. I told him nicely that I'd driven a long way to see my daughter and the kids really wanted to see their mom, but he again said that his hands were tied.

I guess Rebecca and I looked really sad because he called me back over there and gave me another paper to fill out and told me to write out every thing and not to leave anything blank or abbreviated. Then he said "Well, your papers are in order and you do have legal custody so I'm bypassing the warden and entering you into the system. Next time you come you won't have any problem". I would have hugged that lil man's neck if I could have reached him.

When we finally got patted down and rode the van around to the gym where the visits are held, Sharon was there waiting for us and we had a good visit. Not as long because we wasted about 45 minutes trying to get in.

It didn't take too long to get home either even tho we had to stop for Tommy to use the bathroom and we stopped at an apple orchard and bought a few apples.

One thing about the visit. I've noticed the last few times we went, there have been Mexicans there to visit. Today there was a pretty teenaged girl visitor that I kept looking at because she reminded me of somebody. Finally, I smiled when I was looking her way and she smiled back and she looked just like Kaitlyn. Except she was several shades darker(even with Kaitlyn's tan). So, I asked Rebecca who the girl reminded her of and without hesitation she said, "Kaitlyn"! She was a pretty girl.