Saturday, July 17, 2010
Too Hot to Enjoy the Outdoors /Tom's Grandma
We went from one of the coldest winters in decades, and the snowiest winter on record (since records started being kept in 1889) to the hottest summer ever recorded in the mid-Atlantic.
Just like that old great country song by Mark Chestnut called "Too Cold at Home," its too darn hot to do anything outside!
HERE ARE THE LYRICS: Well, it sure feels good to come in here
And just pull up a seat. A frosty mug of a cool one, Helps to beat the heat. These old dog days of summer Lord, I'll be glad when they're gone. It's too hot to fish, too hot for golf and too cold at home.
A TRIBUTE TO TOM'S GRANDMA - This weekend would have been Tom's grandmother Grace's 100th birthday. She passed 4 years ago, however, but remains strongly around Tom today. Grandma has been tossing Tom pennies and other change since she passed. Today we drove to eastern Virginia with our dogs, Dolly and Franklin and went to her gravesite to pay tribute to her. She's in a nice, peaceful place.
As usual, Rob received some messages at the cemetary. I got my tell-tale headache indicating there were some spirits or ghosts present. Now, cemetaries aren't "haunted," until living people come there with feelings of love and other emotions to "power up the spirits." If there were earth-bound ghosts there, negative energy would power them up, but love powers spirits who have crossed into the light. Grandma gave me several messages and one was her telling me how she would go out in the backyard kitchen (separate from the house) and bring ice cream to Tom when he stayed there as a kid. Tom confirmed that one for me. There were other images, some of which we're still trying to understand.
Grandma Grace was really funny. I only knew here about 6 months before she passed and 5 of those she spent in a nursing home. She had a good wit about her, and was loved by many people in the town. She did a lot of sewing for people, and Tom tells me she was a good cook, too, always canning and preserving something. She's very loved and missed.
I sensed some other spirits that were able to "power up" when we were there- one leaning against a tree, another sitting on his gravestone. I didn't get their messages though (we didn't stick around a long time as it was too hot!).
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I'm a simple guy who enjoys the simple things in life, especially our dogs. I volunteer for dog rescues, enjoy exercising, blogging, politics, helping friends and neighbors, participating in ghost investigations, coffee, weather, superheroes, comic books, mystery novels, traveling, 70s and 80s music, classic country music,writing books on ghosts and spirits, cooking simply and keeping in shape. You'll find tidbits of all of these things on this blog and more. EMAIL me at Rgutro@gmail.com - Rob
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