Saturday, August 29, 2009


Sorry I've been gone for awhile.

Now that Grandpa is getting better, Two Swords has returned home, we have unpacked and figured out what time zone we are in, and the young Pirates have returned to school (thank you, GOD!), I can return to my regular routine.

Which means I will return to daily blogging.

And maybe I will finally finish posting the last 10 days of our vacation, so that the Texas Pirates will stop whining and get off my ass about "where are the Texas posts?". Actually, it isn't the Texas Pirates who are whining. It is one Texas Pirate in particular. That would be Black Jack Bentley. Your time will come Black Jack. Now settle down before I take some artistic license with my memories and my posts, and embellish a little bit, or even make stuff up. Because, well, I can.

Okay, now that I'm done apologizing and is my return to daily blogging.


Grandpa is still in the hospital, but he continues to progress, and we are hopeful and prayerful that he will be able to return home soon.

For the past week, he has had some intestinal issues, and radical surgery was considered. But things started to, shall we say, 'move' on their own, so surgery became unnecessary. For a couple of nights while Two Swords was at Grandpa's side, and me and the kids were praying A LOT for Grandpa, we actually prayed the following prayer:

"Dear God, please help Grandpa poop. Amen."

The other night, Two Swords called Grandpa to ask how he was doing (just like he does every night).

For the first time, Captain Jake Sparrow asked if he could talk to Grandpa.

Two Swords asked Grandpa if he was up to talking to the Captain.

Grandpa said he was.

So The Sparrow gets on the phone.

Brace yourselves for this one.

"Hey Grandpa! How ya' doing man? Are you feeling better?"

"I'm doing all right Jake, how are you doing?"

"So Grandpa................... Mom tells me you FINALLY pooped!"

And Grandpa laughed.

It probably hurt a lot, but he laughed nonetheless.



  1. Laughter is the best medicine. I'm glad Grandpa's feeling better (and he pooped).

  2. My grandfather had the same problem! Except he was in lalaland, so instead of telling us he couldn't poop or was constipated, he told us he was having puppies. Yes, his belly was swollen and distended, so I guess in his pain pill haze that translated into being pregnant with puppies. We still laugh about that.