But she has me on a pretty strict schedule - 12am - 2am - 5:10am. Not kidding about that last one - it's 5:10am every morning.
Wonder if she thinks we have to beat the alarm clock up or is it that I sometimes give her little treats while fixing Randy's lunch?
Who has who trained......?
When I was a little kid, I would hear it and wonder where they were going - on an adventure? Were there hobos? Where was it's next stop?
When I wave now, they look at me like , "Ok, lady, I see ya but I don't wave"..which is sad. Maybe they still do at little kids...I hope so.
I remember watching old movies. The train stations would be a place to say goodbye to kids going off to college. Or to meet someone coming in on the train. Too much "Little House on the Prairie" watching for me!
Just got word that one of my cousins passed away. I never got to know her, we moved from Chicago when I was 5 or so, but I remember hearing my Mother speak so fondly of her.
She didn't always 'speak fondly' when it came to Daddy's family. "Damn Shanty Irish"-
But this one was different. I think she had a bunch of children - something good Irish-Catholics tended to do back then. I mean a lot. Like 10 or 11. Daddy was the youngest of 13. Geesh...Big 'ol Catholic families....
Anyway, Mother always said how pretty Mary Fran was. Then, she sometimes would say I reminded her of Mary Fran. That was as close to a compliment I ever received from her. So I held on to that for years.
Well, it's late. think I'll go back to bed. And maybe dream about a train adventure...or living the life of a hobo....