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It’s awesome that our two local high school football teams, the Hoxie Mustangs and Walnut Ridge Bobcats, will be going to state this year. Congratulations to both teams!

My family attended the Iron Mountain Festival this weekend in Walnut Ridge. I enjoyed myself and could have watched the provided entertainment all day long. However, Briar, Brad and Tim had other ideas of entertainment.

They enjoyed the shooting range, karate demonstration, aquarium and car show, but were ready to go after about 45 minutes. One trip through was enough for them.

Oldsalt, a LawCo Talk board member and moderator, brought me a three-button mouse for my computer today. A few weeks ago he made a trip to our office and was astonished by the fact that my mouse had only one button. I use a Macintosh and they have only one button “mice.”

I am enjoying the extra two buttons immensely. While my Mac mouse would do all the things as a three-button mouse, the three buttons are just easier. However, you won’t find me abandoning my Mac anytime soon. They are the far superior computer… at least in my opinion.

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I won’t deny that I have forgotten many things in my life … names, addresses, phone numbers, birthdays … I’ve even forgotten where I was going on occasion. I have never, though, forgotten to breathe.

How do you forget to breathe, anyway? To me, the idea of forgetting to breathe is, well, crazy…

I don’t watch “Dancing With the Stars,” but I’m sure most people have heard about Marie Osmond “fainting” on the show Monday night because she “forgot to breathe.”

While they were talking about it on the news this morning, Briar walked through the room and heard them. He was unsure of what they had said, at first. He stopped and looked at me and asked if he had heard the TV correctly.

After telling him what had happened, his response was the same as mine… “How in the world could someone forget to breathe? That’s crazy!”

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Today is definitely Monday!

The day started off normal enough, my niece, Jarah, arrived at my house at 5 a.m. this morning. She normally goes back to sleep, but she didn’t this morning. She didn’t feel very well, so I tried to comfort her the best I could. She called her mom four times before I took her to school.

I had to leave work to take Brad to the doctor for a follow up appointment. Not long after returning, I got a call from the school nurse. Briar was in her office because he had hurt his hand.

I went to get him and took him to the emergency room … it’s broken.

I’m now having trouble focusing on what I’m doing here at work… I can’t help wondering what’s going to happen next.

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On Saturday, my family went to my husband’s company (LA Darling) picnic. The company has had the picnic for the past three years, and it is something we all look forward to.

As soon as we arrived this year, Tim and Brad headed straight for the NASCAR simulator. It is always their favorite thing to do. Briar and Brad raced several times in the Iron Man obstacle course. They had a mechanical bull, which Briar and Brad loved last year, but didn’t get on this year.

While eating lunch, we played Bingo, but didn’t win anything. Briar really enjoyed the Bingo games, so we spent a lot of the afternoon playing. Brad made friends with a boy close to his age. They kept busy playing on the giant slide and obstacle course.

The company always does a random drawing for prizes. In the three years we’ve been going, we haven’t won any of those prizes. This year was no different. The grand prizes were a flat screen plasma TV and a stainless steel, gas barbecue grill.

Even though we didn’t win anything, we got to spend time together and enjoyed the day.

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I was lucky to be raised in a stable home with both parents. My parents are now a big part of my children’s lives. Briar and Brad go to their house after school on most days and usually spend two nights a week with them.

I believe the time a person spends with their grandparents is the most special time in the world.

I was blessed to have both sets of my grandparents until my PaPa Tate passed away on the morning of my 23rd birthday. Ten months later I lost my Grandpa Jones and five months after that, my Grandma Jones. My Granny Tate was with us five more years, until July of 2001.

I loved to fish with Grandpa and Grandma Jones, and I will never forget all the afternoons I spent playing slapjack under the shade tree with my PaPa Tate.

Granny Tate was the strongest woman I’ve ever known. She loved life and loved to laugh and have fun. My brothers and I always tried to get her “tickled,” which wasn’t very hard to do.

I think of them often and try to pass their legacy along to Briar and Brad through stories, pictures and home videos. I also hope that I am nurturing the same type of relationship between the boys and my parents. After all, nothing can quite explain or compare to the relationship between a grandparent and grandchild.

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