Day 259 CJSM-book III

Day 259

 

 

“Roast pigs and skewer penguins!”

 

 

I appreciate “beauty” and I adore and hold sacred “intelligence”! Brains! & Beauty! Wow!

Lady Candice and our girls, Z. Tyler and the “little”-girls are blessed with B & B!

In my 60^th year, all the shenanigans of six decades came roaring down the tracks to call my insane bet that I wouldn’t live long enough to regret my lifestyle. Hells! Bells! Like I told the astute heart doctor, “Doc! If I had known I was gonna live this long, I’d have taken better care of this old body!” He was “un-amused”---but, he plied his trade and did a good job…I’m still here!

Well! (And, for 60 long years I was---Well!) When it hit me, it was like an avalanche.

I might have died; I was way too sick for that. A lot of people prayed, but, I lived, anyway!?

One year and eight months of my life is lost somewhere in the “Twilight” zone---no memory!

 During that very 1^st year of health-torment, I spent nearly all my time sleeping; spent five stays in the hospital, too. I was “supposed” to be babysitting our precious little girls, Lauren, age 5, and Anna Marie and Lexi, each age 3. I laid on the sofa at daughter Becky’s house and slept.

One fine afternoon I awoke to a “noise” that did not fit my dreamless snooze-pattern; opening my tired eyes, I spied Anna and Lexi standing over my head looking down at me and laughing. Anna Marie held a stuffed penguin and Lexi hugged a big, pink pig; treasured toys.

Always quick-of-wit and embarrassed that the little darlings had caught me sleeping in the middle of the day, I queried, “Where are you girls going?” Just “something” to say, I reckon.

Without missing a snicker, our little Miss Anna Marie giggled, “To Schmazieland!”

Laughing through my pain-torment, I said, “And---Just what do they do in ‘Schmazieland’?”

“They skewer penguins and roast pigs!” Giggled Miss Annie. And, off they ran.

I lay there contemplating their “genius”. “Schmazieland!” Really? “Skewer” & “Roast”!?

Wow! Now I’ll concede that most “adults” might know the word “Roast”; some might understand “Skewer” and---absolutely nobody would know…where Schmazieland might be!

They say kids learn 140,000 words for their vocabulary-lexicon in the first five years; these beautiful-geniuses outscored that tally by leaps and bounds. So smart! So adorable! Beautiful!

I never forgot that incident, in spite of my illness. Love heals all ailments! I reckon that’s true!

 

Ah! Cookie Jar Sweet “Beauty & Brains” Memories!