Jacky Ralph Amos

I made bbq sauce today for chicken drumsticks for Saturday.  I had a HUGE bag in the freezer, so will prepare that ahead of time on Friday.  I already have cabbage and ground beef, so Wednesday (the rainy day) I will make home'made chilli for Saturday, and on Friday I'll make slaw.  This will be a piece of cake!  After the egg drop all that will need to be done is grilling burgers and weiners and warming up the chicken.

So.....we will have a variety of cheese burgers, chilli burgers, how'ever'yuns'want'um burgers, hot dawgs, slaw dawgs, chilli dawgs, chili'slaw dawgs, how'ever'yuns'want'um dawgs.  BBQ chicken and....uhhh...fried okra for Wee.  Oh!  Also baked beans.

I don't think that anybody needs to bring any sides, unless they can figure something else to match up with the chicken.  Someone can volunteer for burger buns, hot'dawg buns and dinner rolls and someone else can volunteer to bring chips.  Someone can bring extra drinks in case we run out, but I should have plenty of cokes.  And you diet'coke people best bring that sort of drink.  I'm skinny!!

Charlene is going to make a cherry cobbler, so if that's not enough sweet, someone else can volunteer to add another.

And why am I writing this in your memory, Jacky?  Because it IS a memory in the making, and you are a part of us, a part of the fest, as usual.  If they have vision glasses in heaven you would have them on trying to read the menu now!!  These are the holidays that you would soooo be looking forward to, and will continue to share with us in spirit.  All of your family and friends are welcome, and if we run out of food>>>>which will probably be impossible, then we'll just  order pizza!! 

I love you, Jacky.  I wouldn't feel up to the typical holiday spirit and joy of sharing with friends and family if I thought that you were dead rather than alive and living life real.  God gave me a good day with scripture, giving me knowledge via scriptures about the next life, your life now.  You really are living life real.  I honestly think that God passes on the messages that I send you, since they ARE such happy and positive messages.

Tracy got baptized today, 3-16-08, Jacky.  You would be proud.  The church is going to be split in Aug., part at Woodland and part back at the cinema.  Yayyy! I hated that drive to Woodland and having to see 'West Avenue'.  I hope that don't mean that I have to get up earlier.

Love you, miss you.

I hope all are well after these storms, wonder how Susan and her family are since that is where the tornado hit. 

I hope next week is nice.  I'm debating on whether to have a cookout after the egg'drop or actally have it Easter Sunday.  You all help me figure which one.  I'll buy meat for burgers, hot'dogs, and maybe b'b'q chicken and you all can help with the sides.  NO salads tho.  John has a lettuce fettish, and I have enough to feed salad to everybody in the county.  I was going to take some to Robin, but had to deal with Jacky stuff.  (Still hadn't got around to those taxes, tho.)

Hopefully it will be nice enough to open the house and spread on to the tables outside.  I'm really considering Easter Sunday since Saturday will be a fun day anyway...and...well, it's EASTER!  Of course we will send memory balloons to heaven.

Then on the thirteenth, weekend of Jacky's b'day, we will have at it again with his favorite meatloaf meal. If you all don't like fried okra then let me know. (I don't), and the last thing in the world that I want to get stuck with is a bunch of left'over okra!  I'll also cook a roast or fry some chicken or something for those that don't like meatloaf.

I would give anything if your grave'cover could be done, Jacky, but we will decorate your grave anyway.  Oh!!  Need to do that for Easter too!

Stay safe, all.  More bad weather predicted.

Hey, Jacky!  Your memory sure surrounded me all day with a rev of those shuddering motor'cycle machines and Havenly babble.  It was pretty, hot, sunny....and them blasted two'wheelers all around us.  I don't know that I like having a motor'cycle ministry, having to pray over every one that I see, because if I'm kept this busy now...I can only imagine this summer!  Whew.  I'm thinking about starting my day praying over all of them (at once) that I pass before I pass them, but I'll sure pay attention to them when I do.

I let this be Haven's day, (being all sunny and all), and she sure wore me out.  At first she didn't want to get up, but when I said, okay>>waste our pretty day then...she jumped up in a two'bit'second>>>Nana'Mama!  I REALLY have to go to Ross today!  I want that ball and bat thingie....

So we spent today at Walmart where she got her usual movie  and whatever that pink stuff that she wants to highlight her hair with, sighing a very loud PRAISE GOD when I said that we needed to get out of there in the grocery department.  Then to her main destination,  Rosses,  where she got the ball and bat thingie, demanded a particular Easter dress and then demanded a purse to match, giving it up when she found a Hanna Montanna purse filled with...hair on a rubber'band.  She hit the quarter machines, always the highlight for her, and coming home to FINALLY be allowed to play outside.  Yessss.....I was miserable keeping an eagle eye on her out there, but...the kid had fun.

You must have been on her mind all day for some reason>>probably all of those motor'cycles, but sitting in the back on our way home today, she asked was I still gonna kick my gr'ma's butt when I get to heaven.  I asked her why?  She couldn't remember why I had once said that I was going to kick my gr'ma's butt when I get to heaven, but she was SURE going to kick yours when she got there, because you didn't invite her to go with you to the beach and Disney World.  She always says that.

Then she wandered near the beaver's dam, scouting for craw'dad holes, bringing you up again on last summer's crawl'dad memory>>you two trying to fish one out...

And then she dug up a worm, best part of the day, recalling that you always went worm digging with her, will never forget when you honest to God swallowed one on her behalf.  (I hope that worm don't kill my snail somehow, as she casually tossed it into the tank to feed her fish....   I've worked hard trying to keep that snail alive and growing.  Just before you died, we went to Walmart and bought one, and it died when you died.  I was so sad, and got another shortly after you died, a speck that is now the size of a half grown snail...)  I guess that is about the size.  Gross!  I never did like snails, can't believe I'm worrying over a nasty ol' snail...but then again, that is one of the last things that we did together, buying for and putting that tiny tank together for Haven.  You picked out the decor for her first fish, and....really gross!  The fish got stuck in one of the little decors and died.  The other two are still living, tho....

That child has been babbling about you all day, Jacky, a cheery'happy babble.  You have truly bloomed in her heart, a happy memory that she will never forget.  A sunny memory that she will forever thrive on.

I will forever thrive on your memory too, son.  I dread getting your taxes done, tho.  I keep putting it off.... 

Amanda....thanks.

Autumn?  Where are you?  We need to change this back'ground!  It's Easter!  And more than one song CAN be played!

Wee and/or Angie?  Maybe you can help!

Love you kids and family....