A runners story for the chickadees
The East coast progress of a friend from our local running club can be found at runnerssociety.com……..this is Tommy, a neat (albeit crazy) guy I’ve known about 10 yrs. He’s running from Maine to Florida, on his own, pushing a baby jogger with his supplies to raise money for Ronald McDonald houses and staying in the houses along the way. He and his wife lost a 2 yr. old girl to cancer and he never forgot the comfort afforded by the Ronald McDonald house at their hospital. Last year he set some kind of tm record to raise money for them. Check it out and maybe consider running a bit with him if the route comes near you; he loves company. Or…even better, give a few bucks if you can! GO TOMMY!!!!
Late last night I had one of those “moments”; I realized it was Sept. 19 and the 17th anniversary of my dad’s death. Brought back some memories, it did. He died the month before I got pregnant; how he would have loved A.
Food was good today except for 3 candy bars, which kind of erase the good food part.
Made it through another ice pack application on Rachel w/o getting killed. I told the owner he needs to do the ice Mon. and Tues. evenings as I have meetings (partly true)…….he really needs to get in on this “fun”. Tonight the stable owner came out as we were getting beat up by her and said his wife sings to her when they do it during the day………so, there I was, singing to a horse. Note: she does NOT like “Puff, The Magic Dragon”……..does like “Happy Birthday”, “500 Miles”, “Amazing Grace”, and “Do, A Deer”. Any horsey song suggestions, anyone?
A. has a nasty nose thing going on; not sure yet if it’s alllergies or a cold coming on. She worked today and she’ll do a couple hours tomorrow too pony walking at a church party.
Well, I made it here 2 days in a row! Got to make this a good habit again if I can. G’nite chickadees!
September 21st, 2008 at 1:20 am
I like to think your Dad held A before she came down here to you
And for the poor horse, I’m thinking the theme to Mr. Ed won’t do (although I LOVED that show as a kid) try Toora Loora Loora, worked all the time on my cranky babies.
Enjoy the rest of your weekend
September 21st, 2008 at 1:27 am
You’re absolutely right, that owner needs to spend some more quality time with poor horsey. How sweet it is that you sang to that poor animal and it actually had PREFERENCES
How about Mockingbird? 
I’ve got a feeling that Dad gets a chance to see his sweet child and his sweet grandbaby. I always believe that my ancestors get a peak at me at my best.
xoxoxoxo
September 23rd, 2008 at 12:17 am
I agree. I like the thought of “Dad held A before she came down here to you” and agree that in some way, Dad is definitely acquainted with A. My father passed away 10 days before my daughter was born. He had the most beautiful ice-blue eyes, very striking and unique. Guess who was born with her Grandpa’s eyes?
That’s cool, the story about the Ronald McDonald House runner guy. I stayed at a couple RMH’s over the year and they are truly life-savers. What an awesome cause!
September 23rd, 2008 at 5:56 pm
I couldn’t believe it when you said A had the sniffles. This is the 4th blog I’ve looked at this evening and every single one of them has a cold. I’m convinced! It’s passing through the posts.
I hate to think about poor Rachel’s reaction if I were to try to sing to her. Poor thing!
Good to have you back!
September 27th, 2008 at 6:50 am
I can see you singing to that darn horse
How about Ole Mc Donald?
My mom died just before my grand daughter was born. Would have been her first great grand child. And my son was always her favorite, so she would have been so proud of him, and would have loved Court so much.
I still cry and feel cheated that I could not share this with her, but I truly believe she is here, just not physically
September 28th, 2008 at 9:34 am
Okay, I love the image of you singing to Rachel, but I’m sitting here furious because her owner is such a neglectful moron! Please be careful!
Glad to hear A may be healing herself. I’m keeping my fingers crossed for that & that you passed another week of gym visits & no restaurant mishaps!
September 30th, 2008 at 5:22 am
H’m. Horsie songs. Does she like nursery rhymes? How about “Ride a’cock horse to Banbury Cross”? Or “Lady Godiva”? (she rose a horse, didn’t she…?
I hope your friend from the running club does well and raises heaps of cash. How utterly devastating that his little daughter died. So wonderful, though, that he is doing something so positive.