p.s. I love the way Jerry Scott and Jim Borgman capture the adventure of living with teenagers . . . some are so true!!
Thursday, April 30, 2009
p.s. I love the way Jerry Scott and Jim Borgman capture the adventure of living with teenagers . . . some are so true!!
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
This month on the stores menu is Honey Bourbon Ham Steaks. Well, the recipe has bourbon in it and I have ran out. So I asked Will if he would pick some up for me while he was out and the liquor store is not open in the morning when I go to work.
He stopped by one to make the purchase. The one closest to our house is not an all night store, nor is it a scary place. The owner is regularly in the newspaper making wine suggestions and I suppose you would say it is a classier place than what ones mind usually conjures up at the name “liquor store.” (ooops, stereotype, liquour store = inebriated individuals wandering aimlessly through filthy parking lot - dark, dingy, barred windows etc).
Will, naturally, left The Man in the truck while he made a quick run in. When he came out a minute later The Man was locked tight in the truck and had a concerned, almost fearful look on his face.
Will asked if all was ok and The Man said “An alcoholic walked by”. . . . a pause, “a really bad alcoholic.”
So it is a silly example of stereotypes, but it made me think, where do stereotypes begin? I don’t know if The Man’s education at school and home about drinking has said, between the lines, alcoholics are dangerous and will hurt you- which being drunk most assuredly can be; or with the tragic death of my sister in law, he ties those items together for every intoxicated person. I even wonder about the fact that he looked at someone walking across the parking lot and assumed they were an alcoholic AND dangerous.
How often do we hold ideas that were not decided on the conscience level? I know there are times that I have realized that about myself. Did not know I even held an opinion on something until there was a variable involved different from the belief I unknowingly held – small silly things, but stereotypes still the same.
So that was the next “S” word, and I had more to say, that was until today. Today it just did not have the same importance as it did yesterday.
Today I feel sulky (in keeping with the “s” word). Today I also feel like skipping solemnly in the sand at the sea, skimming sea shells safely above the stingrays. Snuggling into the sofa searching for serenity, and finally: Staring at stars while sipping strawberry smoothies surrendering to the silence.
Life is good!
What’s your letter and what do you wish to do?
Monday, April 27, 2009
So last night our neighbors walked over to say hello and visit for a few minutes. As we stood outside talking, the buzzing began. And while talking, Sue's look quickly changed and the expression said big skeeter on your face and before I could react and get my own hand up to swat away the pest . . .
S M A C K
Sue smacked the skeeter - which was still on my face . . .
It was quite funny and so appropriate for this post. A memory . . .
My MIL has a home a block or so off the beach - Gulf Coast and it has been the spot for many a spring break trip.
In 2004 Ocho invited several friends to go with us, so we had a house full of boys. The evenings were filled with cards, spoons and Taboo.
This particular memory involved the game Taboo.
Traveler got the game started and the rounds were made. Two of the boys were twins. When it came around for their turn again, one of the twins drew the card.
The word created immediate frustration and a rush to send clues of the word. But no words came. His hands flapped in the air at his inability to find synonyms or any word at that.
When suddenly his hand flew out across his brothers face. His twin looked at him, his hand holding his red cheek and in a split second hollered
S M A C K
Everyone of us wide eyed, busted out laughing. I did catch a picture, and even though to anyone who was not there, this picture means nothing, but to those of us who were there, we know the reason for the hand on the cheek and that Will was laughing so hard, to the point of tears, and that one word "smack" made a picture worth a thousand words.
The twins are now in college, one stayed here to go to the local community college, the other is across the state. I asked the one who stayed, the one who smacked his brother, if he remembered that game, he had to think for a second and then a smile came across his face and he laughed again.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
This week I wish I were a poet.
Or maybe a song writer?
A successful business owner most of all.
Just seems when there is much to sort through and emotions cropping up, you should be able to turn them into something wonderful.
Make good of them. No lyrics or rhyme has surfaced, so I guess I will need to find another way.
The day is beautiful again. The Bradford pears are swaying in the breeze. Breeze/wind is not that common here - usually only with an approaching storm of some sort, but not lately, it has been quite steady and I am enjoying. Mesmerized by the swaying of branches, I could just sit and get lost in the watching.
I hope all of you are experiencing as beautiful of a spring, where you are, as we are here!
Take some time today to enjoy - I know I am!!
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
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p.s. Dear Carrie Prejean: Your standing up, stating your beliefs and convictions with confidence and no regret is refreshing! Lead the up and coming back to being true to ones own beliefs, not true to what is common and pleases the crowd. Back to thinking through and deciding not blindly following! Thank you! ( and please do not tarnish what you have set forth to do by posing in playboy, penthouse, myspace, facebook, etc. or any other questionable action that others in the past have chosen - stay on the high road)
Friday, April 17, 2009
And then a little later another!
Wiggle on over to Candid Carries for the foto fiesta!
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
I have many thoughts running through my mind in regards to all this, so I will try to make sense of it as best I can.
I am not much of an activist, I like peaceful actions. Not into name calling or threats. But I think sharing and voting are musts.
Somehow I started receiving emails from an Adam Bitely. I have read a few and thought the perspectives were something to definitely consider. The articles are written from an extremely conservative view - a little further right than I am, even though I am conservative.
I was going to post an email that I received last night, that on the surface disturbed me greatly. But I did go read the link to the government report and wondered if the post did not slightly exaggerate what was really being said.
The link to the report and possible government response is here (this contains the post and the link to the report- towards the bottom). I think it is good to read and research reports and issues ourselves and not just go on someone elses perspective. I took this report to be concerned, not with conservative views in general - but violent groups pushing their perspective using dangerous means (how did you take it? Should anyone with a differing opinion be concerned or is it addressing the violent groups only?).
I have views differing from our President. I have views sometimes differing from our state congressmen. I probably have views that might not be exactly like my husbands. But I am not in a militia, nor do I plan to be, or any other violent group. That is wrong in my opinion. I do not hate or judge others based on heritage, gender or race. I think that we, as Americans should voice our "opinion" on items related to our country such as taxes, laws, who represents us, but I think we should keep some lines drawn. We need to stay aware, but not let it consume our very being and calling, unless of course, politics is your calling.
It is important. It is important though not to jump to quickly without educated opinions. I think there are many instances where laws have been passed that citizens have wanted as a result of hurt and pain, but we fail to see the bigger picture at that time. What are we setting up? Do we want the government to direct our every decision? We have to be careful! Every change that is made that takes us further from the original constitution takes us closer to a way of life we may not really want. There is a country that has nationalized healthcare. On the surface that sounds great! But they still pay - they just don't write the check, the government gets it in taxes. Because it is nationalized the government dictates other issues that can be realted to ones health - such as tanning beds are illegal in this country. For me, not a big deal - I think they are unsafe and do not use them. A personal decision. My health, my responsibility. That is just one very small point in all the bigger issues that abound and are at stake.
I guess my point is, how much government do we want in our daily lives? Do we need to have government dictate where we go, what we do, what we think and what our opinion is across the board because some do not take personal responsibility for their actions? Where is accountability? Do we want to become drones of the state?
But also, how do we get the real facts, not exaggerated information put out to instill fear to create action. All sides are spinning their tales. I prefer my world not to be made up of so much drama. I prefer the Golden Rule over all of it, and even greater than that God's command to love one another.
Which is where all these thoughts ended this morning, whether we live in a democratic republic, a country based on socialism, or even communism, isn't God suppose to be our ultimate focus? And in the end God is in control. He is who I ultimately follow, whether he leads me to stand up at Tea Party, attend church services or take time to spend some special time with family or feed a hungry family, that is where my utmost loyalty stands.
As the radio button was pushed, I was blessed with a song just beginning, and that is how I will end this jumbled up post of thoughts . . .
Monday, April 13, 2009
It has been several years since we have seen standing water in our area, and especially a week after the last falling rain.
But, these picture of water still standing reminds me of being young.
It brings a feeling.
I hope they remember the simple fun and pleasures life offers.
Friday, April 10, 2009
(See, she spotted the camera, and then they all changed in their play)
Behold, children are a heritage from the LORD . . . Psalms 127:3
Thursday, April 9, 2009
“He is happy whose circumstances suit his temper but he is more excellent who can suit his temper to any circumstances” David Hume
And lastly . . .
Be joyful always; pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances , for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus. I Thessalonians 5:16-18
In the middle of this dueling match, one of the food reps came by to check in. I had told him that I was selling three of my tables/sandwich stations that I just don't use anymore. He has come across two people in the past week interested. One has to wait to see if the government extends their contract; the other is needing one soon. Yay, a possible positive circumstance!
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And on a completely unrelated note . . . . well, maybe not (since life sometimes seems to be in the crapper . . . )
As I took a moment to peruse Overstock, looking for upcoming birthday presents, lookie what they have for your iPod:
...or, err your bathroom. Yup, might want to hurry over before these bad boys are all gone!
BUT, remember, ususally anything that falls in the bathroom lands in the toilet (even an iPod).
Monday, April 6, 2009
Well, this year we landed in the town during this event. We noticed the signs saying Eufaula Pilgrimage. That seemed like an interesting way to advertise a tour of homes. I assumed because of the folks walking the streets and all those that rountinely come to have a peek.
As we packed up and left the campground, we came through town to find some lunch on our way home. The streets were a buzz with locals and visitors.
Some were dressed in 1800's attire....
We stopped and ate lunch at a place called the Cajun Corner. It was not bad, but the prices and the portions were in stark contrast- we left hungry but with a chunk of our eating out money gone!
The Petry house. I am glad we did, it was quite interesting. The same family has lived in this house since the mid 1800's - of course not the original original family - no vampires or living forever, but their offspring. I believe they said 4 generations.
We finished the tour and headed back to the van to head home.
Later, Demolition D said the girl taking payment on the porch of the home we toured, had checked him out.
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A neighbor camper in need . . .
A beautiful lake with perfect weather
With all the rain earlier in the week, our spot was perfect - no campers between us and the lake.
The next morning dawned a foggy morning
The town home to the campground was having its yearly pligrimage. Does your town have one? Mine does not, so I was not sure what it was, and I will share. But not until tomorrow.
More pictures to follow . . . tomorrow . . .
Until then know that more memories can be found at Planet M files.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
The clouds were really great to watch yesterday - full of waves. Those waves started letting loose mid afternoon and by 7:00 this morning we were between 2" and 3" of rain. This on top of the 5" received Saturday. It has been so nice to watch and hear the rain, we have had so little over the past few years. On the other hand, homes have had water enter, roads have been washed out, schools cancelled (guess that is not a bad thing :)), and now river banks being watched, but no where near as bad as the Red River (our is expected to crest only 2 feet above flood stage)- for that we are all thankful!
Off to enjoy the sound of the rain . . . .