Packing up the Land Rover/Stuff on the Table

I’m packing up some summer clothes for Liz and David, these things will make the trip to DC this coming Sunday when Jamie & Steve drive the Land Rover up. Liz will be so happy to have a vehicle at the Mologne House and not have to rely on shuttle buses and friends to get her places.

Miller constantly sniffs around in Liz’s old room, where there are lots of DAVID & LIZ scents coming off all their summer clothes . He was trying to get under the bed, but under the bed is full of their beautiful framed pictures and wedding china. Sorry Miller, no room for you.

I’m sorting through clothes, looking for the faded red NANTUCKET sweatshirt,( it must be in the storage unit) and Miller decides to give me this photo OP, laying on one of Liz’s Lilly halter tops. Yea, so Miller is sniffing his Mommie... that sad look is too much!

Miller, you are breaking my heart!

A little J. CREW OUTLET spree….some cute summer things for Liz…

Send back what you don’t want….

Nothing for David this trip… I didn’t forget you Dave, just not sure what you need right now for clothing.

David is progressing….so many things are going on in his life, it overwhelms me. I pray that each and every day , he has the strength to push through.

We've been home since Sunday night, .... long day flying home from DC . ... got home about 8:00 pm ct. I had that feeling of sore throat, ear aches…starting last Thursday night. Our hotel room had 2 A/C settings…freezing cold when the fan was blowing , then stuffy, hot when blower was not on. I have been sick since with a cold/summer sinus infection. I hope tomorrow, Wednesday, I can be normal and get some things accomplished.

These pictures are from last Wednesday night, when the AT&T National golf tournament held this “BIRDIES FOR THE BRAVE” event at the Mologne House Courtyard....

Jim Furyk and lots of other PGA players were here for the this dinner event.

Sadly, David missed meeting TIGER WOODS, Tiger visited WARD 57 on Tuesday, David was in SICU when Tiger went to Ward 57.

So here is our Miller dog, the doggie that that has not seen his real Mom & Dad since, hhmmm, February, for his Dad, then May 13 for his Mommie. We are giving him back and forth with David’s family, when we fly to DC Walter Reed to spend time with David and Liz. He looks so sad! But I think that is a WEINER DOG THING! He is so loved and cared for by his 2 sets of GRANDPARENTS…. *AND HIS AUNT JAMIE*. Jamie, David's sister, totally adores Miller and his come to his rescue many times... such as....when he had fleas, taking him to Pet Smart for a new toy, getting him new name tags, since he no longers lives is Shreveport, and snuggling with him when he needs some loving! He is totally spoiled and loved!

TODAY I’M …..

pulling up my BIG GIRL panties and tackling my ever-growing unfinished projects

like a little more sewing on these cushions for my sofa slipcover.

The lovely white duck is already full of black Miller hair…

Spray painting this brown….

not Miller, just the love seat, chairs and table…

Finally picking up my half finished white linen dining room slipcovers from the MONOGRAM SHOP.

The monogrammed lady had a breast cancer scare so she was so behind in her work, I can’t wait to see how they look.

Waiting to hear from daughter so I can book my flight to Washington DC.

Nothing like a little spray paint makeover/white monogrammed linen therapy to do a body good!

It’s going to be a great day!

Miller is back with his Mommie

Miller is back in Shreveport, my daughter finally got her cast off after 2 months. I am back home after spending 5 days with daughter. She is so happy to have Miller home. But hubby and I miss him. A LOT!

We loved (spoiled) him for 6 weeks...golf cart rides multiple times a day, lots of walks, lots of toys, even took him to a Paws on Parade fundraiser. He was dressed as a PARROT HEAD.

In fact, I spent some much time with Miller, that I accomplished very little these past weeks.

Can you imagine what I'll be like if and when I get a human grandchild?

Feeling the blogslack guilt, here!

Some 3 weeks ago, my daughter's wonderful new hubby left to serve our country. He is still in the US , training somewhere, living with those horrible conditions that we don't even want to think about, and leaves for Afghanistan in the next few days. He said his goodbyes to my daughter, his wife, on Super Bowl Sunday. As difficult as that was....

Miller, this precious doggie of theirs....on the next Saturday, when daughter was taking him out, down the 2 story apartment stairs, somehow in his ever- over -anxious- exuberant quality that he has, tripped her and she fractured her foot. She still may need surgery, and have a pin inserted.

Long story, short....I'm back home with Miller. No way can daughter take him up and down the apartment stairs on crutches with her solid cast...toes to knee cast. We were over there to help her for 5 days, but our life here has to go on.

This guy is living with us...

He is a sweetheart but it has changed my life and daily routine. Daughter is going to work....driving with that solid cast on her right leg. We are so proud of her for pushing on, when she could have taken the easy way out and come home here with Mommie & Daddy. It is so hard for me to leave her there, all alone, in a cast.....to go to work every day.... She is so thankful to have a great JOB.

Sometimes life is so cruel!

Fun and Fabulous Furry Pet Show

I'm entering Miller, my grand-dog-son in this adorable contest on My Crafty Little Page. I'm supposed to be packing, cleaning house, going down my check list to leave, but yet, once again, I'll find any excuse to put off packing.

I babysat Miller for 2 weeks while kids honeymooned. Now he's gone back home and once again, I've got the "empty-nest" blues. I got used to his "race-tracking" around my house, despite the tiny claw marks on my wood floors, every time he put his brakes on, picking up poop, his indecision to go in or out of house, his jumping up on our laps because he really thinks he is a baby, his doggy hair everywhere, and his slurping water.

Miller was named after a fallen EOD comrade and friend of my new son-in-law. He lost his life in Iraq.

He really is a sweetheart and can make one melt. He won my husband over months ago, when husband first met him. Every night husband and I took Miller for ride in the golf cart. He loved sitting between the two of us thinking he is person. I MISS YOU MILLER!

In loving momory of Daniel B. Miller, Jr

01/07/07

775th Civil Engineer Squadronn

MISSING MILLER

I babysat Miller for 2 weeks while kids honeymooned. Now he's gone back home and once again, I've got the "empty-nest" blues. I got used to his "race-tracking" around my house, despite the tiny claw marks on my wood floors, every time he put his brakes on, picking up poop, his indecision to go in or out of house, his jumping up on our laps because he really thinks he is a baby, his doggy hair everywhere, and his slurping water. He really is a sweetheart and can make one melt. He won my husband over months ago, when husband first met him. Every night husband and I took Miller for ride in the golf cart. He loved sitting between the two of us thinking he is a person. Hope to see you in two weeks, Miller! We all plan to meet in Oxford for son's 21st birthday.