A Poem by MamaM

Estrange it is
When weddings and divorce,
High honors and engagements,
Arrivals, deaths and other moving experiences,
Cannot be mentioned,
Much less noted or grieved
Shared or celebrated
In anything more than isolation.
Sequestered yet a part.

When body and blood
Cannot bridge an abyss
Such as this to eat,
Drink and commune,
Spirit is all that is left
To remember and believe
In gifts received,
And grace extended.

When outer entry doors
Are closed and barred
And shuttered windows
Block what light remains
Then memories kept inside
Glow in the dark alone
As death and Alzheimer’s
Grow pale in comparison.

When the distance
From all that is life
Becomes too great
For truth to flourish
And grace to grow
While we yet have choice
Where else is there
To go, but You?

Commenter Memories Number 172- Mama M's wedding night

The women from the old country wanted to be sure you were  a virgin on your wedding night.

It was no problem.

Did you ever get the feeling.....

That MamaM has fond memories of summer camp when those cute Boy Scouts were across the lake?

Well that was before the Boy Scouts turned gay.

Commenter Memories 167 Mama M serves up the meatballs.

Always one to join in the fivolity Mama M sent us a photo of her serving her spicy meatballs to Mr M.

Oh that's a spicy meatball!

Mama M's Excellent Adventure

 MamaM said.......

Where is MaMAS

If you're inquiring as to MamaM's whereabouts, she was stuck in traffic and finally made it out!

If windbag is around, he deserves a big "thank you!" for a good recommendation leading to a beautiful and memorable adventure.

We drove to Cade's Cove last Saturday after class and arrived in time to see the mountains turn deep purple and orange in the last rays of the setting sun. Since the weather was warm enough to have the windows open, the sounds and scents in the evening air added to the experience. The animals were grazing and crossing the road, with only three other cars sharing the space with us. As we came up on the first turn-off/short cut to the exit (two miles in), we were having such a lovely and peaceful time, we decided to keep going in the belief we could drive the rest of loop (9 more miles) before nightfall. What we didn't know was that we'd be joining a seemingly endless line of stopped cars around the next bend and would spend the next hour inching along as dusk turned to complete and total darkness. Except for the tail lights ahead the darkness was so deep and enveloping, we were surprised, sensing what night in the Cove may have been like prior to the advent of electricity and motor vehicles. When the second short cut came up, we took it, with about half the crowd ahead doing the same while the rest drove on to complete the loop. What everyone was doing or looking in the darkness remains a mystery. Driving out of the park and back to Townsend on a narrow winding road with no shoulder was another experience and we were glad to return to town and finish the adventure with a dinner of southern "comfort food" at the Firefly Cafe.

All in all, it was a trip worth taking, fitting my idea of "fab".

Thanks again, windbag for the mention.

Next up: Brussel Sprouts!

I like it when we all get along! It is so much nicer than when Allie Oop was here and all we used to do is have her tell us to go to hell. Just sayn'

Deep Thoughts.....By Titus

Titus said...

I had a dream last night that I waked by Mamam's house and she told an army of turkeys to attack my rare clumber and me.

They were mean turkeys and wore hard hats and had backpacks on. They ripped the insides of my rare clumber apart right in front of my eyes and then came for me.

Mama was just up on her porch knitting during the entire rampage.

It was awful.

tits.

Happy Paddy's Day MamaM

MamaM said

It is always a festive time at MamaM's homestead on Saint Patricks day. The whole clan gathers and we sing songs and east corned beef and cabbage and curse the English. I enjoy a few draughts of Guinness and a few boiled eggs because I want to be prepared for the farting contest.

I have won five years in a row.

Yeah I loved the Travis McGee books too!

Mama M said....
Travis McGee was the MamaM's first love. She might have settled for Meyer, but McGee was the favorite. She started reading the series in high school and kept the books stored in a box under her bed, as they were plenty edifying for her but not the sort of edifying reading material encouraged in her home at that time.

So true Mama M. I loved the Travis McGee books and have everyone of them in tattered paperbacks. They were among the first I started collecting along with Louis Lamour and Robert E. Howard and HP Lovecraft and Arthur Conan Doyle and Max Brand and Maj Sjöwall and Per Wahlöö and the Horatio Hornblower books. These series gave me the feeling that I was entering another world. And there were so many of them! I could save up and buy another one the next week and have something to read on the subway on my way to work or school or just in the backyard while I listened to the game.

I tried to buy the McGee books for my kindle but they are not available. I loved in particular loved "One Fearful Yellow Eye" and "A Tan and Sandy Silence." I read those books twenty years ago and I still remember them fondly. I wish I could get them all on the kindle because they hold up today.

There are a lot of great writers and series that I did not include in the poll but who I would recommend highly that you give a chance. John D. MacDonald and Travis Mcgee.. Walter Mosely and Easy Rawlins and Mouse. Joe Lansdale with Hap Collins and Leonard Pine. The great Elmore Leonard. Dennis Lehane. And one of my personal favorites Loren D. Estelman and his Macklin series. I you want a series that sparks of realism you should check that out nd.

There are many great fictional series that you can dive into that will give you hours of pleasure.

The kindle is just a vehicle to get more of them back in your life.

I have hours and hours of great fun in store for me.

Whose you're favorite Mama!

MamaM said... After someone finds or gets some head, its time for a new poll.

So we have a new poll.

Mama Cass

Mama Mia

Mama Celeste

Black Mama /White Mama

Mama M

So pick your favorite Mama!

Commenter Memories Number 57 Happy New Year

Every one has been busy while I was away!

And I want to thank them for emailing photo's of how they spent New Years Eve!

Here is MamaM who went to a party with her "friend." The tripped the light fantastic and brought the New Year home in style!

Commentor Memories Number 56 Mama M is like a Mama Chicken when she is aroused!

Mama M emailed me to say that she thinks I am too mean. I think she is just angry that I am teasing RH Hardin about being a ....well.....a chicken fancier so to speak.

Sorry Mama M, I didn't mean to be mean. But if I meant to be mean, I would be mean in my own voice. It's not like I don't do that you know.

Oh by the way....nice cock.