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Judypatooote Jan 2015
The mattress...

We've come along way
Getting that mattress just right
Growing up with box springs
Bare metal in the box on the bottom
On top was mattress filled with something that felt lumpy
But once a month my mom would flip over that mattress

AND THEN

Everything was boxed in
Finally you couldn't see the springs
But they were added to the top mattress too,
I know that because I felt them start to work their way out.
But never fear there was always
A sheet of foam that looked like waffles
that you could throw on top
And getting flipped over, down to once a year.

AND NOW

Comfort began and they looked pretty
I should be able to sleep the whole night through
They must be Sealy....
But waiting for that comfort to begin CAME AGE
No more flipping that mattress over
now I'm just happy if I can flip out of bed

But I'm happy to say that I have a memory pillow
But I'm sad to say that I think my memory pillow
is absorbing my memory....

By judy
A middle of the night thought...
Judypatooote Dec 2014
When I was just a little girl
I'd wish with all my might...
That I might hear those jingle bells
Ringing in the night...
A stomping and a ** ** **
I'd know that he was real...
Oh yes, I do believe I heard
One of the reindeer squeal...

The room in which I spent the night
Was cold and filled with apples...
While hiding under the blankets so warm
I'd sneak a bite, well just to sample...
I finally fell a sleep that night
With dreams of what I'd find...
A bride doll, perhaps with brown hair
She was a beautiful sight...

Christmas morning I'd wake up at dawn
And creep on down the stairs...
The tree was lit with colored lights
And tinsel everywhere...
I'd hear a tinkling sound from bells
Bells hanging on the tree...
Oh I do believe in Santa Claus
For my bride doll was waiting for me...

by Judy
I know I posted this the first of Dec. but it's such a great memory, I'm posting again...along with a MERRY CHRISTMAS to all...PEACE be with you...
Judypatooote Dec 2014
The beauty of Christmas
With all of those lights
So many colors
That shine really bright

As I drive down the street
It's hard not to stare
For there's snowmen
And Santa's setting everywhere

Pine trees are covered
With LED lights and snow
The LED shines brightly
And the snow makes it glow

Listen! Listen!
There's music in the air
The sweet sound of Carolers
Songs they will share

We wish you a Merry Christmas
We wish you a Merry Christmas
We wish you a Merry Christmas
And a Happy New Year
  
MERRY CHRISTMAS from JUDY
Judypatooote Dec 2014
I watch my granddaughter
At her school musical
And then she comes out to take a bow...
TEARS IN MY EYES...

My grandson broke his finger
Playing football,
Pain..
And then he broke it again
Playing indoor soccer...
More Pain...
TEARS IN MY EYES...

On television I hear,
This beautiful sad song
And
Please adopt me
It's this adorable
Sad looking dog
TEARS IN MY EYES...

Every Christmas story
That I have watched
And I loved
TEARS IN MY EYES...

And watching the news...
Seeing all the fighting, plus
Protesting...everywhere Protesting...
TEARS IN MY EYES...

By Judy
This world and all sad things that should not be happening bring TEARS TO MY EYES..
Judypatooote Dec 2014
Growing up with
Tap dance, toe tap, singing lessons.
Even a year of modeling thrown in.
Did I appreciate them?
Probably not...
But my mom did...
She had to, otherwise she wouldn't
Have taken me on the bus,
Each week to each class.
Made me all my costumes
And repeated the phrase
"Did you practice yet?"
Why does it take the
Age of a grandma
Who is watching her daughters
Dragging their daughters
To dance, singing, play practice,
And wondering do they
Appreciate what their
Mother is doing?
Probably not...
BUT GRANDMA DOES...
Just went to a play that my granddaughter was in and it made me think about what my mom did for me ... For all the work that my daughter put into this play, helping her daughter. It takes the grandma to appreciate....
Judypatooote Dec 2014
When I was just a little girl
I'd wish with all my might...
That I might hear those jingle bells
Ringing in the night...
A stomping and a ** ** **
I'd know that he was real...
Oh yes, I do believe I heard
One of the reindeer squeal...

The room in which I spent the night
Was cold and filled with apples...
While hiding under the blankets so warm
I'd sneak a bite, well just to sample...
I finally fell a sleep that night
With dreams of what I'd find...
A bride doll, perhaps with brown hair
She was a beautiful sight...

Christmas morning I'd wake up at dawn
And creep on down the stairs...
The tree was lit with colored lights
And tinsel everywhere...
I'd hear a tinkling sound from bells
Bells hanging on the tree...
Oh I do believe in Santa Claus
For my bride doll was waiting for me...

by Judy
This is one of my favorite memories...my bride doll had my hair on it. When I got my long hair cut, mom had it put on my bride doll...Still have her, but she is showing her age...more so than I am....:)
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