The flag is flying on our corner in honor of President’s Day. A sore throat kept me home from church and curled up on the couch. The hi-light of my day was to finally enjoy our “Fat
Tuesday” Jambalaya and a Hurricane followed by patriotic semi-homemade cherry pie
Are there any Presidents in your immediate family?
I actually have two; both for my “fan club”. Why, you ask, does this Mama have the
privilege of a fan club and who are the members?
My hubby is an active member, but he doesn't have
the title of Mr. President. The title goes to a 21 year old college student that
happens to be my child number three. I can’t pinpoint the exact year that T.J. became
the President, but I think I gave him the title (or his sisters did) when we
realized he was consistently pleased
with me as “The Mama”. His sisters and older brother might sometimes think I spoil the boy, but until he gets married I like being the most important "girl" in his life!
Here’s a small
Bio of the man-cub: T.J. is dashingly handsome (with or without a mustache),
ever the gentleman (he always opens my doors), a dapper dresser (perhaps he got
that talent from me?) and tender-hearted (yep, he got that from me). We both do
NOT enjoy roller coasters but DO enjoy friends, reading, the color purple, drinking
good beer, red wine, or Caramel Macchiatos and we love Jesus. When he was a boy
I always said he’d grow up to be a pastor due to his BIG heart. T.J. recently
switched his major to Theology so there is a possibility that Seminary is in
his future. He is a wonderful big brother and fun “little” brother. (At 6’3”
he’s not exactly little!)
My Vice President is my dog Sydney. She LOVES her
Mama. She goes ballistic when I return home even if I've only been gone a few
minutes. She is my constant shadow; she follows me everywhere unless of course she’s running away to chase a deer or
dog…(Attention Fox Island neighbors: we just bought a wireless containment system and we just started working with her. In the near future, maybe she'll stop bounding at you!)
Mr. C usually gets up first in the
morning and if I’m still in my comfy bed after Sydney's breakfast and potty break, she’ll
come back upstairs to sleep on the floor beside me until I rise. Could her loyalty be because I give her treats, take her for walks, basically spoil her
rotten and constantly tell her she’s “Mommy’s girl”?
In all honesty I do have a bigger fan than my fan club President and Vice President and I am quite amazed that He gives me unconditional
love and encouragement even when I am
unlovable. We Americans are quite blessed to have the freedom to know and
worship Jesus openly. Thank you
founding fathers!
"Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances". First Amendment to the United States Constitution.
Some tips on how to get your own “fan club”; spend time
together, acknowledge their title and importance, and love, love, love.
I love you Timothy James (T.J./Teej/T-Bone) & Sydney and
God Bless America.
In His Grip, Jane
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