[Momma's Kids]

Well, just come on up right here and sit yerself down. I got some honeybread, monkeybread, nutbread, fresh cream and other bakins still hot from the oven! Let me put on hot pot and then we can sit a spell and tell.

Yep, my BIL is back from Iraq safe, but it was a lil hard on him this time. He wasn't as safe as in the past. He is already talking bout going back, can't afford to pay his manager and him at his business...so he applies for overseas jobs. Yep, lots of folks doing that these days. Well, we just have to say prayers they stay safe, and them that don't we need to prayer extra hard fer the families, shoot fire and save matches we need to do that anyway.

Well, don't that nice cooling breeze feel good, I'm jest waitin fer it to cool down so's I can be out side more. Well, Jessie Lee, you know you always got a bed here ifn you lose a place to stay, can't say how long but you got one.
I love the changing of the seasons, always have.

The seasons changing are just like people's lives you know, the cold hard winters come, kills off all weeds and such, lets the ground rest for spring. Soon as that ole ground starts warming up, here pops up lil blooms here and there and next thing ya know ya got wild flowers coverin the field. Then the hot summer comes and things start growing, and hets hotter and its as hard as the winters. The ground gives all its got to get ready for that winter.
Folks have the same changes, we have times in our lives when things are so hard we don't think we can bear another moment. Then something happens and we have some peace for a time, then things happen again. Sometimes things get a whole lot worse before they get better, and for some folks they ain't gettin no better.

It seems that no matter how hard some folks give, or how hard they try, life just keeps slappin em in the face. Those folks just keep turning one cheek then the other, makes one wonder why they keep on living, but they do, they get up every morning, thankful, they still here.

Well Jessie Lee, ain't nobody ever said life was gonna be easy, some folks sho nuff have it easy. Yeah, pore ole Ms Braddock had six younguns, now she only got one left...makes you wonder how she survived it all. Yeah, I know ole R.T. ain't never had a day's worry since the day he was born, less it was bout somebody getting something he had, Lord love em. lol Its just the way life works I reckon, maybe we prayed wrong, maybe we prayed too much, maybe we asked for too much or wasn't thankful for what we had.

I guess folks just don't appreciate even the small things anymore, like this breeze gently rockin this swing so I don't gotta push with my feet. The gently swaying of those maple tree branches helping that breeze push just a lil bit farther, or sound of those wings of that bug as it flies. Maybe folks need to get back to some of them 'good ole days' when folks didn't have TV, radio and all these video games. I remember growing up without a tv, and I was a teenager almost afore we got a car.

All jesting aside, its still a sad state of affairs when folks in this country are losing their homes, ain't got food on the table, can't pay their bills and still can't get help. Yep, it makes ya wonder what our greatgrandpappies and granpappies and so many others fought and died for so many years ago. I bet they spinnin in their graves like those ole timey push spin tops. Now there was some fun...sit on a front porch and pump that button up and down to see how fast you get that thing to go round to make it whistle real loud.

This here is sho some good coffee ain't it? Yeah, a friend gave it to me, she don't like strong coffee, said she knowd I'd drink it right up. She says that's what keeps me standing even in the bad times this ole strong coffee. Sho nuff you can have this honeybread to take home...Jessie, you take these maters with ya, and this bag of rice. I know LePie likes his maters and rice, you give it back when you can...that's what neighbors do, now you stop that worrying...I got another bag I'm sho. I got some left over fry bread, hold on and let me get it, we ain't gonna eat it tonight...you take it with you.

Well, ifn us neighbors don't help each other, likely ain't nobody else gonna. Well, you ain't got to live next door, you know if you got extra cans of something it don't cost a lot to mail it to somebody in need. You drive safe back over that georgia line, and tell Kady to share that chicken salad. You folks got plenty of gas to make it home? Ok, Ok, I'll stop worryin bout folks, you jest be careful and give a holler when you get home.