Per the Cotton vehicle luck, TJ's engine blew in his car this past week. I saw it on the way to work one morning on the side of the highway. It was tagged for towing.
So now TWO Cotton's have a job over twenty five miles away without a vehicle between them.
He got his training rescheduled for every shift I work. Now not only am I bumming a ride from my neighbor but my son's bumming one with me, bumming from them.
Traffic was backed up but we made it to MARTA , parked kinda far away and fast walked to the station. Made the first Sardine Shuttle and met up with three other employees from the restaurant when we climbed aboard.
I saw who was seated across from me and leaned over to whisper to TJ "Watch this!"
Immediately got out my cell (because it takes me so long to find how to shoot a video with it) and was ready by the time the ole shuttle took off.
TJ seemed mortified by me holding my cell in my lap aimed directly across the aisle at a little tiny Asian woman. I knew she'd never notice ... and she didn't.
She chatted to herself for a few seconds as I filmed and then got quiet. The guy next to her had already scooched over away from her when he noticed she wasn't wearing a blue tooth.
After a minute I stopped taping because wasn't her usual lively, happy sounding conversation with whoever she usually has it with on the Sardine Shuttle.
One red light up the road...
Now learned another interesting fact about my little friend, she's really OCD and I mean REALLY.
Like the Cyber Mom I've reluctantly been pulled into being for having kids, sent her a message last night right at midnight on Facebook then text her this morning and finally called her on my breakfast break.
"She's the best friend you'll always have, even when upset with each other. You know each others's weakness and fill in their missing parts. They bring out the best in you and oh so carefully, lovingly and tenderly point out the worst."
That is a friend and that is my daughter!
She's a 'Talk Box' just like her momma but can also be pensive and extremely observant of the entire world around her and know how to effectively "affect" people's lives, I know she has mine.
Webster's defines it as : Deeply, often wistfully or dreamily thoughtful.
Yep, that's my girl.
She feels deeply and often times is wistful and dreamy.
What a great thing to have within you when just nineteen and making that first gigantic leap into not only adulthood but the next few critical years which can and WILL shape your life forever.
This picture of my momma at her own wedding shower SO reminds me of Massey. Always a different hair do or outfit, those thick short eyebrows and a smile that warms the soul.
Happy Birthday Massey, on this day which almost four decades ago seemed like a bad dream.
You know what?
Your Grandma left us way too early but certainly left us with not only her namesake but reminder of how great it is to be related to someone EVERYBODY loves!
Go Gettum Kid, you're gonna soar.
Til next time COTTON
btw Massey, I'd like my fancy dancy really cool and hip (slight pun) nursing home room, complete with segway and Jitterbug phone ready and paid for by 2020. I want a window bed please with flannel sheets. And maybe an Alaskan cruise for two weeks when Bingo and Shuffleboard are on the DL at the Hizzy.
I've always thought that would be a neat trip.
Or maybe you could just always love me like you do now?
That would be even better!!