lol I noticed the comment left in the chatbox about my calling my grandfather an SOB. Its funny how some are so quick to judge. My calling him that had absolutely nothing to do with disrespect or not loving him as was implied. So just to make it perfectly clear, this was a man who called everyone that or worse. If he did not call you everything under the sun, he did not tell you where to go and what to do when you got there, he hated you. He would sit on his front porch and everyone that passed would wave at him if they didn't have time to stop and chat. He didn't wave back, he gave them the bird. He wanted to be treated the same way which is why I jokingly called him what I did. And just so you know thats why so many liked him so much. Someone was actually quoted saying "It did not matter what was going on or who was around, he never pretended to be something he wasn't, he didn't care what others thought. Jim was just Jim." Thats exactly why the funeral home was packed, not just with family and close friends. Preachers, cops, firefighters, judges, doctors and he didn't care what title they held he talked to them all the exact same way. People he had only met a couple of times in tears. He never met anyone he couldn't win over. He never met anyone that he couldn't make laugh. He never met anyone that will ever forget him.
Don't get me wrong he had a heart of gold, he was just a simple stubborn man with a sense of humor most people wouldn't understand...thats exactly where I get it from. And if he made you mad by joking around with you, he didn't care, it just made him laugh a little bit harder. A lesson we all could take from him, stop taking shit so seriously.
I helped take care of this man in his last months. My entire life he has been there for me, he was so much more than a grandfather. He was like a 2nd father to me, he was my own personal comedian, he was my best friend. My grandmother (his wife) visits my blog almost daily, do you really think if I had meant something bad by it she would have let me get away with it? I dont think so. You didn't know him, you don't know me, get the whole story before you try passing judgment!


Yesterday my mom and I were talking about plans for my birthday. We dont make a big fuss about it but every year the weekend before or after she will take the girls overnight and Blaine will take me out to do something. This year the plan is dinner at Applebees and a movie (see something simple). Courtney has to chime in on the conversation.

Courtney: Mommy you know what I'm getting you for your birthday?
My mom: All she wants from you is a bit of cooperation.
Courtney: (throwing a fit) MAMAW! You just told mommy what I was getting her!!
My mom: You should have been giving it all along and not just on special occasions.
Courtney: I have been. But then I couldn't.
My mom: Why not?
Courtney: Because it got tored up and I had to throw it in the trash.

Tored...yep thats the redneck in her! lol
She was meaning the board game "Operation" not "Cooperation" but we still had a good laugh over it!


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