and it's STILL Snowing!

Yep, we had yet another snow storm. And it's still snowing! So, no Homemakers meeting again this week. I hope everyone enjoyed a blissful Valentine's Day. I sure did. Valentine's Day fell on Sunday this year. Many people opted to go out on Saturday night. Not us. We stayed home Saturday night and ate pizza and watched movies. On Sunday, the official holiday, Michael cooked. He baked Cornish hens and biscuits and made stuffed crabs. It was yummy! He turned the TV to the Jazz music channel and we were all set for romance. We would have lit candles, but our friends have banned us from having any open flames in our house. Two of our houses have burned down and since rebuilding our little house IN the hill, Michael set a cloth bag on fire by flipping it over on a candle and  a kitchen cabinet got burned by a candle during a Ladies Tea I threw for my homemakers. So, no romantic candle lit dinner for us. It was still nice.
We were enjoying our dinner. The sweet sounds of Jazz in the background. Lucy staring at us, hoping we would drop something on the floor for her to eat. Then the phone rang. It was the holler gossip. Just who you don't want interupting a romantic dinner. But hey, she had news that I needed to hear. Her girl had read on the internet, Facebook as a matter of fact that my middle son Trent had passed away. Don't get excited people! Don't send flowers and I don't need any food for a wake.
 Trent is alive and kicking. Even though the news of his passing did make it all the way to Florida and was posted all over Owingville's Topix forum.
Since Trent's birth, I have never known what to expect fom that boy. He is my comedian. However, sometimes he takes a joke or prank too far. Once he saw a teacher in Walmart and jokingly told her he was there buying things he needed to blow up the school. In this time, post 911 and Columbine people just can't go around saying these things. He was suspended and arrested! My deputy sheriff husband convinced the powers that be that Trent was only joking and had no intention of blowing up the school.
Now, Trent has faked his own death. He says it was to get a particular girl to leave him alone. He thought if he told her he was dead, she would stop contacting him. I should have known that boy would be nothing but trouble when at 2 years old, he thought he could fly and jumped from the 2 story balcony of our apartment building. He was fine, but he did have a grapefruit size knot on his head and about gave me a heart attack until the ER doctors assured me of his well being. Oh, but he was such a cute baby! I put him in the baby pageant at the county fair and he won 1st place. Who could resist those huge brown eyes? Now, he's all grown up and faking his death. LOL! Where did the years go?
Mothers of young children, don't think that the worrying will be over when your children are grown and out of the house. The worry never ends. As the old saying goes, "When your children are little they walk on your feet. When your children are big they walk on your heart."