Peaceful night with good sleep. Man Pop can sleep!
Its 10 am and we had some breakfast earlier with the rest of the good folks at the Hope Lodge. Folks fixing breakfast for each other, eating and fellowshiping.....discussing their plans (procedure and treatments) for the day. Uncanny optimism here....guy sitting next to me was giggling through breakfast but he was in obvious pain. He had a button that said "Cancer sucks!". I know a little crude but true! He has earned the right to wear it...I promise! We talked about everything from airboats to treasure hunting. This place kinda feels familiar as it reminds me of the college days when I lived in the fraternity house......ok ok not completely but maybe just a little. You have your own private room and bathroom but everything else is communal. Folks coming and going....like we used to do for class. Went plundering this morning cause I was sure they had a keg closet hidden like the old AGR house at UF. *LOL*
Pop was in a good mood and we shared a laugh or two this am and now he is resting again. Said he felt good...just "washed out" . "Washed out" is becoming a common expression and everytime I hear it....I think.....well lets hang him up to dry now that he's been washed out. Guess I got aweird sense of humor. For the meantime...i'm gonna let him sleep.
Oh btw there are several folks from Highlands county here....stayed up late chatting with them last night. It was a chance to meet some neighbors and renew some old frienships...folks we haven't seen in a while. Some problably relatives and old friends of folks reading this blog. Small world. Highlands county is well represented here at the house! Until later.....keep lovin God and lovin people.
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Isn't it funny how you find people you know or
ReplyDeleteare associated with at a place you least expect
to find them. Think they were or you were put
there for a special reason?
You guys have a good day. Hope Uncle Sam eats
something today. Maybe not Hooters everyday,
but once in a while.
Hey Poppa,
ReplyDeleteGoodness it seems like you and hooters were meant to be or something! Maybe we should rename the restaurant... like.... Mr. Sam's Ole' Hooters Stop...or would we say young hooters stop! and the funny thing is you say you go there for the really good wings and I have always wondered why we dont serve wings at home...seems like we should add a lil something to the menu! Nah...we are better than that..we are specializing in Bellies instead of Hooters...unless we are gonna put shika on the floor! She would scare everyone away!
I wish i could come and spend a night in the Hope house with you...we could break a few rules sounds tempting....Weaver girls, ya'll better keep it under control, we can't afford to get kicked out on this note! Just leave your mark as we always do! I miss you and I hope that everything is going well, i talk about you everyday in class, when we start discussing cancer and family and such things! I have the class convinced you are the best poppa ever and they all wanna take a trip home to eat at the restaurant!
Eat good and pray hard, you are tough and God loves you!
Love you see you in a few weeks for some good ole' turkey and dressing, mashed potatoes and gravy, cranberry sauce, green beans, mac and cheese, and some sweet potato pie with brown sugar and marshmallows on top...yes mom and sissy thats what i want! Just to let you know ahead of time!
Love you Poppa Your the best!
Sammie
Hey Sam
ReplyDeleteGlad to hear you are resting well...another day down. You take care of business there and we are praying for you.
John & Marilyn