Most folks look forward to the weekend (as the old song cries out), but of late I tend to dread them. It once was a restful time to do my yardwork, get the floors mopped, the laundry done and work out the plan for the coming week to weeks. Now a days, it’s much more of a chore that the good Lord has given us (Aimee and I) to bear with taking care of all the aforementioned items, but now we have to care for our parents too.
Drive home rainbow that is a reminder that God has this in his hands.
The heat is oppressive in the South during this time of the year. It will drain you of all your strength in minutes without plenty of cool water and some bit of shade. Hence, the mowing of the yards was limited to only ours and Kim’s yard (the neighbor directly behind us). She’s got some issues, but loves God and needs the assist. *wink* After the mowing was done, me and the pets sat in the shed with a fan blowing on us and enjoyed a couple of “cold ones” next to the Coke machine I’ve named “Timmy” since it was the inheritance I got from his passing. It runs well, but doesn’t cool very good at this point. I’ma get it restored “one day,” yet another project in a long list of items I want to be working on.
I will skip the gory details of the crap and piss battle that is never ending in our home at this point. We had to fix the bed not once, not twice, not three times but four. Hence the reason I purchased three sets of protective mattress fitted sheets for just this sort of fiasco.
Grapes harvested from our vines 2025
Sunday when we went out for pet food and more puppy pads at Petco, Aimee and I took the time away to actually enjoy a bit of respite from the disheartening drama that is at our home currently.
We treated ourselves to burgers, fries, onion rings and Aimee got a huge ice cream cone at The Freeze Restaurant in Conway, South Carolina. It’s a local icon that is family owned and has very good food, in our humble opinion. The reviews on facepaint are horrible and don’t reflect my experience with the place at all; just a bunch of keyboard warriors attacking imho. Then on the route home, I turned off the highway 701 onto the original road to Red Hill so we could visit the park.
Arriving at the Waccamaw River Park (temp 101 humidity 95%)Aimee putting on her best face in our adventure July 27, 2025It’s too hot, humid and buggy for my little trooper.
Just look at that face. She’s saying it all. “Get me the *&%^ out of here.” LOL
With the data dump I got from our recent passing, I restarted my Ancestry.com account back up for at least a month or so to get this new data into the systems. And they have upgraded the systems a lot since 2020 when I stopped working on the rather massive tree with so many branches.
05:50 – Up getting coffee and rounding up Einstein and Maggie with Luci for the morning 1st cup of A&P 8 O’clock.
@ 06:30 – 2nd cup of coffee; turn on brew on father’s Mr. Coffee Machine.
I got a sausage, egg and cheese with hash browns from Chick-fil-A on campus. Then got to work on AD watch. The physical backup as required by S.C. State Code from the “knowledgeable servants” in Columbia that we vote on every 2 to 4 years, is monitored daily. I can count on 3 fingers the months our elected servants actually give a “rat’s arse” what we are concerned about in State Government. That is right before the County’s primary where 5% (if that high) of the voters select the next two to four years of representation for all of us in the district, precinct, Region and/or State office. I digress, (proper usage), Breakfast was tasty.
While working on task of my employment, I was able to review some recent documents I was able to put my hands on in our family tree via my father’s branch/division.
Andrew Cochran b. March 22, 1807 in Tennessee d. November 15 1855 1840 & 1850 Census Information
James Columbus Cochran [REG.27 ARKANSAS INFANTRY CO.] b. February 9, 1846 d. May 17 1927 Mrs. Bessie Cochran Bradley, Arkansas 1960’s Family Bible and 1850 Census as well as Death Certificate from Louisiana
FMCJ Inquiry on Jesse Andrew Cochran b. November 8, 1876 d. October 5, 1940
So these documents show that we aren’t just Son’s of a Confederate Veteran with the Grandmother’s side (Major Thomas Sparrow of Bath/New Bern, N.C.) but also on Grandfather’s side (James C(olumbus) Cochran of the Reg. 27 Arkansas Infantry Company). How neato. More to come.
17:30ish – I am not even out of the car with my backpack, groceries, mail, and water bottle and someone is going off on me about a phone text they got from a “phone courier” we are trying to rid ourselves of because the customer service is a nightmare. Their support is beyond unhelpful and I wouldn’t wish their service on my worst enemy. In case you were wondering –> US Cellular. So for the next 3 hours I have to keep repeating “the plan” with dealing with these sleaze bombs.
Before I can get all that stuff into the house and get to the bathroom, I have to spend what seemed like 30 minutes trying nicely to tell this fine fellow, I need to get inside the house and put stuff up. Going in the home was my worst choice. The smell knocked me out with only opening the door. The stench was from stern to aft, you can not get away from it. Mouth breathing only area for the whole 2100 Sq Ft. I lite candles as fast as I could and fought to get away from the US Cellular conversation to the backyard to fresh air. The fight to get out was a repeat of the “try to get in the house” battle. Why does every $%&^ing thing have to be my fight? I’m not US Cellular, I’m not the Realtor, I’m not the FED dickhead not lowing the rates, I’m not a laundry list of folks I have to “defend” which more than half I do not defend but state, “You’re right.” But then you have to “fight” the other side. So as I learned decades and I mean fucking decades ago, you plan the fight as fast as you can once it starts beating the crap out of you for no reason of your doing. The whole time, keep repeating in your head, “father and mother” and if the Old Testament doesn’t suit you then Christ says this.
Preserver on my son, get to cooking while your wife is giving a shower, hair wash and soap on sores for the first time since they moved in to my fine lady of the house.
Paul sometimes received financial support from churches where he ministered (2 Corinthians 11:8; Philippians 4:14-16), but he also worked as a tentmaker so as not to be a financial burden to anyone (Acts 18:3). Why did Paul conduct his ministry on a by-faith basis when it came to material needs? Because he had learned that in every circumstance, God was faithful to meet his needs. Whether he had plenty or little did not matter since he had learned to be content “in all things.” He had learned that the strength of Christ was sufficient in every situation (Philippians 4:13).
We also are called to live by faith (2 Corinthians 5:7). Let every moment of need be an opportunity to trust God.
Why does anyone take on the end-of-life of a parent? Because God has taught them well, even with all the flaws and f-ups. Thank God!
It’s day 142, but who is counting, since I lost my brother, soulmate and greatest friend. Oh btw, in the category of “Who Gives a Sh*t?” the stock market went up a bit today.
Aunt Sandra gave me her Pink Floyd collection around this time frame when I was but a young Teen try’n to find his way in this world. For you hun, I know you are much better off now than yesterday.
So we learned today that my Father lived a super blessed life growing up where no curse words were heard or beers were drunk in public.
Here’s cut ‘n paste:
My Father took me to this movie at 15/16 years of age. Nothing was spoken of the language in this feature. However, it almost came blasting from my mind and through my mouth (over the tongue), “Welcome to the 21st century buddy.”
Getting dinner for Mother.
Jenny, Steve, Billy, Mickey and W. Steve our prayers go out to you for comfort with the passing of Aunt Sandra (at this time alive).
October 2021 Timothy V. Cochran Move Day – Two brothers together
1:58 is a spot of Timothy
There will be a much more updated video history coming soon. I’ve got to edit/upload them then post.
Timothy and family were moving to a new gig more Northwest from this ‘ole farm house. The pasture surrounding had cows and horses. Timothy told me the girls would fee them through the fence and got a hoot out of it. I know what that’s like.
This was all when Timothy and Tracey were just getting the lowdown and practices of home schooling their children. The girls are so blessed for all that dedication. Of note, Timothy seemed to never stop amazing me on the fabulous places he and Tracey found for the family.
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