Momma's coming to The Show Me State!

My Momma comes tomorrow. We are all excited. I've not seen her in a year. No matter how old you get, you're always happy to see Momma. We talk almost everyday on the phone but it's just not the same. We've not lived in the same state for...I'm guessing at this...about 7-8 years. Tim, is that right? You're the one who remembers that stuff. Anyway, when she first moved...Kimberly was not happy. I went from seeing her almost everyday, grocery shopping, everything shopping to zip-o'la! That was so hard. Some people wish they lived far away from their parents...but not me; well, most of the time. (hee hee) I miss her terribly. I have many wonderful friends but Momma has been my best friend since June 26, 1972, the day she brought me into this world. OH, I was a Daddy's girl but I was Momma's friend. If you mention this to her she will laugh.....when I would have something I wanted to talk to her about or wanted advice on BUT I was not so sure that my mother was the right person to talk to(if you know what I mean.) this is what I would say; "Momma, I need to talk to you but as my 'friend', not as my 'Momma'. She would just say, "OK" and I'd start talkin'. Can you just imagine what was running through her head at that time? Now that I am an adult and have 4 step children that I am very close to, I can only imagine what she was really feeling inside or how she choked up that "OK". I'm sure some of those times she wanted to strangle me or yell, "Kimberly Dawn". What would she do? She would talk with me as a person and not as a dumb teenager. That my friends, is the way to be a good Momma. She was and is a good Momma.

If you have talked with me lately or read my first 2 blogs you would know that our house has been turned upside down for quiet a while doing remodeling. Today, Larry, his brother Terry and myself worked our fingers to the bones and got the house 'presentable' for Momma. Come on, any southern girl knows that you can't have Momma come to visit without having your house clean as a whistle. You also need to have a good menu planned. I know that Kathy B. is reading those last 2 sentences and shaking her head agreeing with me. Momma Lo too! (Momma Lo is Loretta J.) Even Miss. Molly got a bath and a bow in her hair waiting for Grandma's arrival.

Ok, one more thing about Momma. (She is going to kill me when she reads all this) There is a reason my Momma has not visited me in Missouri. My Momma has flown many times, that's not a problem. However, the problem is; she don't like to change planes unless my step-dad is with her. To come visit me, she has to change planes. She is being a big girl and taking a leap and will fly from Jacksonville, FL to Atlanta, to Kansas City. She is worried, to say the very least, that she will miss her plane. This is the part she is going to kill me over. When I talked to her on Wednesday she was telling me that she is checking her bag instead of having a carry on. She said, "That way if I am about to miss my flight I can run and my bag wont slow me down". I am telling you, when she said that it cracked me up. When we hung up, I called Larry and told him and was laughing so hard, I almost could not get it out. I was just picturing my Momma...running through the airport...pushing anyone to the side that got in her way yelling, "Get out of my way, I'm going to see my baby". Now, picture your own Mom doing that and see if you don't get a chuckle.

The funny of the day: It was very very windy here today and today was trash day. The empty cans were still at the end of our driveway. I was standing at my kitchen sink cleaning it and saw a flash of color go by. I looked up and airborne was a 30 gallon garbage can....landing where? In our pond. I watched the wind float it around, hoping it did not fill up with water too fast and sink it. Finally the wind pushed it to the bank. We walked down to the pond and Larry got it out. Had to be there, but it was funny.

Well, another day has come and gone. I know this blog has been about my Momma but she deserves a blog dedicated to her. I'm sure there will be more Momma stories in the future. So, stay tuned. There is much more to come about the kids, our move, being an Army wife, my friends in GA, my military friends, our travels, the selling of the house, etc. etc. etc.

Talk again soon!
Kimberly