I hope it is something that works for your mom Edelweiss...

Thanks chatty, I('m calling the doctor, Monday.
Jabber, that was so lovely. I felt like I was leafing through a picture book.

My granddaughter is coming for a few overnights. Yahoo. She's so happy, she's been calling me every five minutes from the car phone to let me know where they are. lol.. We've redone her room. Can't wait for her to see it. :-)

Ed3,
Sorry your mom got the shingles. My cousin and brother both had
them; and, I know how painful those things are.

Chatty,
I wrote down Zostavax, too. Will share that with my SIL. Thanks.

Ed3,
I'll bet you have a ball with your granddaughter. That relationship between grandmom and grandchild is one of the
sweetest connections on earth. Have fun, lady!

Edelweiss, do you ever rest? What did you do with her room?

Poets' who know it,
Have a world of subject matter,
They just need to take time out,
From all that idle chatter,
And rhyme their pretty words,
'stead of so much gibber, jabber!

Good for all of you for taking the time to rhyme. You're all gifted!

Anne, you should send this to your newspaper.
They might hire you!

Cute Anne, Jabber and Edelweiss... Here's a litle something from me too.
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Once I was a young, and a hot gorgeous girl,
then the planet earth made a monsterous swirl.

Seems like suddenly things began to change,
things I use to see clearly were way out of range.

Okay so I got pretty framed glasses and for awhile,
got away with saying I wore them just for their style.

Then my long blonde hair began to grow thinner,
was I also going bald, now wouldn't that be a winner!

My breast began to relocate, lower and lower they fell,
and believe me without my Victoria Secret you could really tell.

My big girl panties grew much larger, and so did my as/,
who knew as we aged these disfigurements would come to pass.

Now I wear lose fitting mumu's, no longer tight fitting jeans,
instead of a women of mystery, I've become a woman of means.

The men I meet now aren't looking for some honey,
they are searching for a silly old gal with lots of money.

So from my head to my toes I have started to change,
I feel just like a old dog that has gotten the mange.

I sit her quietly most days remembering when I was a cool gal,
before Mother Nature bought me a ticket on a fast train to old age hell...

GEESH!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!