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I told David this morning, when I wished him a happy birthday, that I had not gotten him anything. He said that it was alright, he didn't need anything, but if I really wanted to make his day.... to do a blog!! I keep telling David that I am NOT a writer. I may come in here, as CC does, and fling some words down, but I am not a writer. I type what I would say to you if you were here in person, and sometimes I just don't have anything to say. If you read my Blog Description, it says that I am 'normally' a quiet person.... but sometimes I get on a roll!!!! That is what seperates a writer from a person like me. You guys are writers!! Every day you can come in here and put words down on paper, and they are great. Everyday you manage to come up with ideas, themes, stories or something to hold the readers interest. I just can't do that. There are days that I sit here, my mind blank and there is no way I can write. I have even done searches on the internet trying to jump-start my thought processes to no avail!!!! Now I do come in here and read all of your blogs, I wouldn't miss that for the world... but my creativity for putting words down sometimes escape me for weeks at a time. So here I sit, trying my darndest to do a blog!! Oh, there was one thing that did capture my attention this morning after I stepped out of the shower. David's brother and his wife came down last weekend for a visit. They brought a couple of presents for us. David's was the John Wayne movie "Rio Bravo". You see, David is a huge fan of John Wayne, so we are gathering quite a collection of his old movies. My present was scented soaps and body spray!! So I reached up, after my shower, to use one of the body sprays that came in the package. The one I happen to grab was "Fresh Watermelon"!! Fresh Watermelon, now who in their right mind wants to smell like a stinkin Watermelon?????? So I put it back and grabbed the pretty orange bottle and looked at it. "Mango Mash" was the name of this one..... MANGO????? Dang, I don't think I have ever eaten a Mango, why in the world do I want to smell like one??? Then there was a pretty yellow bottle, do I dare check it out? Sure enough, the label said Coconut Banana!!! I guess that would be fine if I wanted to attract a bunch of monkeys. There was one little bottle left. I might as well see what that one is. A pretty pink bottle with a picture of a flower on it. Oh wow, maybe we are getting somewhere now. I looked..... YES..... RoseWater Touched with Lillies!!!!! Alright, now we are talking. I sprayed myself lightly and got dressed. I dried my hair and put on a touch of make-up. David was sitting at the computer finishing up his blog. I walked up and sat down beside him to read it. He looked at me and said: "GAWD, YOU SMELL LIKE YOU JUST WALKED OUT OF A FRENCH WHOREHOUSE!!!" We can't win can we????? We either smell FRUITY, or we smell SLUTTY!!!! Whats a gal to do?  I guess I will go 'Ala-Natural' from now on!!!!!   HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HON!!!!Oh, I told him I was going to call one of those live telegram places and have them go to Wal-Mart and sing David a birthday song, right in front of all his co-workers.  Something a bit risque and fun!!! David snarled at me and said.... "DON'T YOU DARE"!!! heheheBut he is in luck.... I have checked, we don't have such a place in this little town... but if we did...lololololol |
| My mother is the one who passed her love of nature and animals on to me. All the time I was growing up, my mother was always taking in injured or abandoned wild animals and rehabilitating them to be released back into their natural environment later. It was not surprising to walk into our home and find a couple of raccoons wandering around, or an opossum curled up on the couch, or squirrels nestled in the folded towels in the bathroom. I taught a Great Horned Owl to hunt for mice when I was 16 years old, and had to show four Canadian Geese how to fly by throwing them into the air from the bridge that crossed our little creek beside the house. When my mother and father aged, the nursing home for animals naturally moved to my home, and I continued the tradition while raising my son. His friends never knew what they would find sheltered at our house when they walked in. When my father died, my mother asked me to move in with her. She had never been alone, and was afraid of the long lonely days and dark nights. It was an easy move, since I lived right across the little dirt road. Our wild animal residents had dwindled down to just two snakes that were ready for release and a few Mallard ducks by then. Our domesticated animal population included a hedgehog, a ferret, a African Grey parrot, four Rottweilers, two cats, an Iguana and two aquariums full of fish and turtles!!! My mother didn't mind a bit! We all headed over to her house. Both my mother and I love to feed the birds. I had a dozen bird feeders hanging in my yard and had built my mother a large platform feeder that my father had installed on the corner of their deck. My mother could sit out on the deck and the birds would fly in and settle on the feeder to feed. She would spend hours sitting there watching her feathered friends. I moved my hanging feeders over to her yard, and the birds followed. Once we got settled, I started putting corn and peanuts out on the feeder on the deck, and sure enough, it wasn't but a few weeks later that the squirrels came. We had three that would visit on a daily basis. One black squirrel, one gray and a big old red squirrel who had a large notch taken out of the end of one ear. 'Notch' became quite tame and would wander around our legs looking for peanuts that we would toss to him. On occasion he would sit there on his haunches, right at our feet, waiting for us to share our food. 'Notch' was a huge squirrel, big and fat with a tail that would fan out and cover his whole body during a misting rain. His coat glisten a beautiful auburn in the afternoon sun. 'Notch' hung out all summer at the feeder, even peering into the kitchen window to let us know that he was out of corn or peanuts. He wasn't satisfied with just bird seed anymore!! Fall came, and my 23 year old nephew, whom I love dearly, came down to do a bit of hunting. I don't mind hunting at all, as long as you hunt for food, and not just for the pleasure of killing something. My nephew had grown up with a love of animals also, and hunted not only for the enjoyment of the hunt, but to supplement the meat in his freezer. There were many of day he headed out early in the morning, only to return empty handed later that night to tell of the doe that walked within a few feet of him or of the rabbits and other forest creatures that failed to notice his presence and shared with him, their daily existence. He was also a fisherman, and would come down and fish on the lake, releasing most of the Bass and Pike he caught. He only kept a few to bring in and clean and freeze for later eating. Sometimes he and I would go out and catch a mess of Bluegills and bring home to fry. Nothing taste as good as a fresh batch of cornmeal battered Bluegills along with fried potatoes and a buttery ear of sweet corn!!!! He headed out the door that morning with his shotgun. He never hunted around the house. He would head up the road and cross over the highway to hunt on the neighbors farmland. There was 500 acres of rolling cornfields, abandoned apple orchards, stands of hardwood and pine and a creekbed to explore. He was gone most of the day, coming home empty handed but in time for dinner. The next morning he headed out again, determined to harvest some wild game to put in his freezer. He came home early that afternoon, unloaded his shotgun outside the house and walked in proudly displaying the product of his efforts. In his hands he held up two rabbits and a big old red squirrel.....................with a notch out of his ear!!!! I looked at my mother, my mother looked at me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! "YOU KILLED NOTCH", I yelled!!! "YOU SHOT NOTCH", my mother cried!!! Of course my nephew stood there flabbergasted. Usually we always ohhhed and ahhhed over his catch, remarking of his hunting abilities and how wonderful a good rabbit stew would taste this winter. "WHY DID YOU SHOOT NOTCH????", my mother and I blasted at him. "Who the hell is Notch?" my nephew asked, shocked by our outrageous reactions to his harvest. "NOTCH WAS OUR SQUIRREL, THE SQUIRREL THAT WE FED, THE SQUIRREL THAT WOULD RUN UP OUR LEG TO FETCH A PEANUT FROM OUR HAND," we cried. "WHY DID YOU KILL HIM???????" Now my nephew was getting a bit defensive by this time. We had been blasting him with condemnation for shooting "NOTCH" and he was getting a little frustrated and combative. "What the hell was "NOTCH" doing way up across the dang highway and in the old apple orchard????" he replied. "How the hell was I to know that you guys were feeding this dang stupid squirrel????" "YOU KILLED NOTCH", my mother and I again cried. I mean, we were laying it on pretty thick!!! Now both my mother and I knew that my nephew had no way of knowing that he was shooting 'Notch'. We also knew that that was the law of the land. Some animals survive and some die, whether it be from the hands of a hunter or mother nature, it is just the game of life. But by this time, we were standing there reveling in watching my poor nephew squirm. Since we had lost Notch, we at least could take extreme pleasure in making my nephew fidget and feel bad!!!! We succeeded with glowing honors. My nephew grabbed his gun, his coat, his rabbits and 'Notch' and stomped out to his truck and went home. As he drove down our road, my mother and I chuckled. Sure, we would miss 'Notch' but their were other squirrels to feed, and that big black one was getting pretty tame. To this day, we tease him about shooting 'Notch'. But I must say, my nephew did say that 'Notch' made one of tastiest squirrel stews he had ever eaten!!!! |
| Back during the summer, I was doing pretty dang good on my diet. I had actually lost almost 40lbs. Then hurricane Rita hit!!! Now I know that shouldn't be an excuse, but it was convenient and an valid one. I ate. I ate the week before she hit, I ate during her visit and I ate the two weeks after she left behind her destructive litter. Needless to say, I gained the weight back. I was disappointed in myself and at the lost of all that hard work I went through to lose it in the first place. I have tried to get back into the mind-frame again... and it does take a certain mind set before you can successfully lose weight, but just couldn't find it in me. Well, I have finally found the initiative that I needed to get me started on this endeavor again. I really do want to be healthy again, to feel good, to be able to walk and run and not gasp for breath. I want to quit hurting (especially my feet) and be able to wear nice clothes proudly!! Monday, I found this green note in my mailbox at work. It was an entry form for our schools BIGGEST LOSER CONTEST. They were forming teams and were encouraging everyone who wanted to lose weight to join. It cost $5 to sign up and weigh in for the first time. Then they will establish teams and once a week, we will weigh in. The team that loses the most that week gets a free week, all the others have to pay into the kitty (they are not sure how much...$1 or maybe another $5). Then at the end of the year... the team that has lost the most will get the money pot to spit between its members. Now we aren't talking about 'lots' of money here... but it is a great way to stay on goal. If you gain weight, not only are you hurting yourself, but you will be hurting your team also!!!! We will be having meetings and get-togethers to discuss our methods and means of losing. We will have walking parties and healthy eating parties where we will share our losses and discuss reasons why we may have gained. I am excited. I think it is an excellent way to encourage people to get healthy, whether you have 10lbs or 100 lbs to lose. I will keep you posted as to how my team does!!!! OK.... I've got to get out and walk Mollie... she needs to lose weight too!! Hmmmmm...wonder if I could talk Tor into going with us..... he could stand to lose a few pounds!!!! hehehe |
| The school I work at is a intermediate school consisting of 5th and 6th grades only. It is a large school that spreads out over the campus in a "H" pattern. One leg of the "H" is the 5th grade hall consisting of 20 classrooms, and a teacher workroom. The other leg is basically the same but for the 6th grade. The short connector hall contains bathroom, counselor offices, our custodial office and a few other miscellaneous rooms. At the end of the 6th grade hall, the building branches off into another section that contains the science wing, band hall, chorus hall, nurses station, caferteria, gym, more counseling offices and all the main offices and reception area. I am responsible for the 5th grade hall. This means that I am usually alone, all by myself most of the time. There is one gal that cleans the 6th grade area and the rest of custodians are up towards the main entrance in their areas. I don't mind being by myself at all. It allows me to concentrate on my area and take care of the necessary repairs and other minor details that need attention. Occasionally one of the other gals will walk through, but we usually only see each other at breaks. The other night, I was just about through. It was right around 9pm, and I was wrapping up, doing some spot window cleaning. It was a calm, moonlit night. I could see the shadows of the trees falling across the yard. As I was walking down my hall, a large noise errupted which startled me for just a second. I don't scare easy, and stood there waiting for the sound to replay itself so I could figure out what was causing it. I didn't have to wait long. About half a minute later a series of loud bangs cascaded over my head. What amazed me was that there was a rhythm to the sound. BANG...BANG...BANG...BANG....bang,bang,bang, bang. The first four were really loud, loud enough to almost feel the sound. The second four were like echoes of the first.... softer and less intense. Over and over again: BANG...BANG...BANG...BANG....bang,bang,bang,bang. Ok, it sounded like it was coming from the end of the hall so I started walking towards the sound. I hadn't walked 20 feet when the direction of the sound changed and was coming from behind me now. I turned around and started back to where I had just come and sure enought... I took about 10 steps and the sound changed again, coming from behind me. Now at first I assumed that it was just exspansion of either the heating/cooling system, or water pipes banging. But it was extremely loud, much louder than what would be expected from these causes. Then I remembered that all rooms had their own AC/Heating units sitting outside each room, and that all water ran through the outside walls. The noise continued, the large BANGS reverberating through the air with the followup echoing bangs following close behind. Well, I thought that maybe I should go get the person in charge of the afternoon shift so they could figure out where this noise was coming from. I started walking up towards the 6th grade hall and then thought.... Thats way to far to walk, I've got things to do and I don't have time. If I smell smoke, or see water flooding the floors, I will go find someone then. I returned to my hall and the noise had stopped. I stood there for quite a while, but all was quiet. Later, when we all were gathered in the custodial room waiting to clock out, I told Dawn, the person in charge what had happened. She hung back and told me to wait just a minute while everyone else clocked out and headed home. Then she proceded to tell me that there were rumors that the school was haunted. She had a few experiences herself when working alone in the school on the weekends. She said that she was walking down my hall one night getting ready to leave when the ceiling tiles started lifting up in front of her. As she walked, the tiles would lift just a bit and then fall back in place. Nothing dramatic, just an inch.. but definitly noticible. She said that she has also heard doors slam shut, when she knew for a fact that there was no one else in the building. Apparently, these so called 'ghost' like to play tricks and just scare people. No one has been hurt, but others have also experienced their pranks, when working alone. I haven't heard the noise since that night, and nothing else weird has happened...yet!! Now, if I could just train them to do my work for me, I would have it made!!!! |
| I am sort of cheating today.... I read this in our little local paper and thought I would share it. I'm not sure where they got the info, but it is cute.... Kids Talk About Marriage: How do you decide whome to marry? 1. You got to find somebody who likes the same stuff. Like, if you like sports, she should like it that you like sports, and she should keep the chips and dip coming....Alan, age 10 2. No person really decides before they grow up who they're going to marry. God decides it all way before, and you get to find out later who you're stuck with....Kristen, age 10 What is the right age to get married? 1. Twenty-three is the best age because you know the person FOREVER by then....Camille, age 10 2. No age is good to get married at. You got to be a fool to get married....Freddie, age 6 (very wise for his age) How can a stranger tell if two people are married? 1. You might have to guess, based on whether they seem to be yelling at the same kids....Derrick, age 8 What do you think your mom and dad have in common? 1. Both don't want any more kids!!...Lori, age 8 What do most people do on a date? 1. Date are for having fun, and people should use them to get to know each other. Even boys have something to say if you listen long enough....Lynnette, age 8 2. On the first date, they just tell each other lies and that usually gets them interested enough to go for a second date...Martin, age 10 What would you do on a first date that was turning sour? 1. I'd run home and play dead. The next day I would call all the newspapers and make sure they wrote about me in all the dead columns...Craig, age 9 When is it okay to kiss someone? 1. When they're rich.....Pam, age 7 2. The law says you have to be eighteen, so I wouldn't want to mess with that... Curt, age 7 3. The rule goes like this: If you kiss someone, then you should marry them and have kids with them. It's the only right thing to do...Howard, age 8 Is it better to be single or married? 1. I don't know which is better, but I'll tell you one thing. I'm never going to have to sleep with my wife. I don't want to be all grossed out....Theodore, age 8 2. It's better for girls to be single but not for boys. Boys need someone to clean up after them....Anita, age 9 (Bless you child!!) And the #1 favorite: How would you make a marriage work? 1. Tell your wife that she looks pretty, even if she looks like a truck...Ricky, age 10 |
| Ok, maybe I should start out with trying to do at least one blog a week..... then I can work up from there!!! These hours I am working suck!! I love working afternoons, but this is a mid-afternoon shift and it just seems like I don't have time for anything. The few hours I have in the morning fly by and by the time I get home and eat... it's time for bed. But I do manage to read the blogs which I wouldn't give up for anything. I have tried to get my hours changed... you see, I start at 1:00 and get off at 9:30. But the problem is that school does not get out until 3:00. There is not much that I can do from 1:00 to 3:00 but sit there and wait. Once the kids leave the building, then I am rushed the rest of the night trying to get the area done in the hours left. I have told my supervisor that this is a waste of time and I would much rather work from 3:00 till 11:30. This would give me more time to dedicate to the area I am responsible for. But he said they can't change the hours. Oh well... ********************************************** Um, regarding Tor's blog entry yesterday.... let me give you my story, ok? You men have it so dang easy, you don't have to worry about the little side effects that a good roll in the hay can create.... well, not in the way us women have to worry at least. Now I am a healthy 53 year old woman! I started going through this bastardly thing called menopause... gawd, it seems like 10 years ago. Well, maybe it was about 6 years ago, but just the same, the hot flashes, the night sweats and mood swings just seem like a normal part of life to me now. I was on birth control, but asked my doctor two years ago how I would know when I was through with this menopausal monster that I was battling. You see, I was still having the monthly visits from hell and thought that it was about time for them to stop!! His explanation was that as long as I was on birth control, they wouldn't stop since my body was being tricked into thinking that things were still normal inside there and preparing itself for any incoming little spermies to make an attack. He did a blood test and told me that, yes I was in the throes of menopause and that my chances of getting pregnant at this time in my life were so slim, that there was no need to continue on with birth control. EASY FOR HIM TO SAY... Now the problems lies in that the signs of menopause are a lot like the signs of being pregnant!! Missed periods, mood swings.... But this last time, there were a few different signs that just plain had me worried. I had missed several months... no big deal.... blame menopause. I was moody.... no big deal.... blame menopause I had a craving for Big Macs.... no big deal... WAIT... I had cravings for Big Macs when I was pregnant with Richard!!! My boobs were sore.... SORE.... last time my boobs were sore was when I was pregnant with Richard!!! I was nauseous a few days.... OH NO... I suffered bad morning sickness when pregnant with Richard!!! So you see, I started to worry just a tad. The more I worried, the worse I felt. The worse I felt, the more I worried. Do you see a vicious circle here? I would lay there at night and calculate: Ok, if Tor and I have a baby, we will be retiring when the poor kid is 10 years old... ok, maybe we won't be retiring!! How many times will the poor kid have to explain to people that NO, THESE ARE NOT MY GRANDPARENTS??? Then there was the worry of how we would raise the poor kid. Tor and I are at the complete opposite ends of the spectrum when it comes to raising kids. In fact, the poor kid would probably never have to worry since Tor and I would be to busy arguing about how to raise him/her!! He/She would end up raising him/her self!!! So you see, I was a bit concerned. So I finally made the trek up to Wal-Mart and purchased one of those little kits that you use to find out for sure, whether you are or are not! After picking out the one I wanted, I made my way to one of the cashiers. They all know me up there and keep me informed of all the mischief that Tor gets into at work. He can't do a dang thing with out me finding out. I hand her the little box that has PREGNANCY TEST printed in LARGE BOLD LETTERS right across the front and she just looks at me and smiles. I just look right back at her, wink, and smile back. hehehe I am sure that I wasn't gone 3 minutes, than the whole store was buzzing with rumors about Tor!!! I waited until the next morning and followed the directions to the 'T'. I waited nervously while the litmus paper did its work. YAHOOOOOO....... NOT PREGNANT!!!!! Whew, what a sigh of relief I let out. I met Tor at the door with a smile on my face that afternoon. He had no idea why my mood had suddenly brightened... until I told him!!!! hehe And wouldn't you know it, the next day, that monthly monster showed up once again!! I swear, I am going to bop Tor over the head and have CC work his magic with the sword while he is down and out!!!! |
| How in the world can two people.... just two people..... mess up a house so quickly? I admitted that I laid around in bed most of the morning yesterday... and I am proud of it!! I very seldom do that and it really felt good. I could see where it could become a habit real quick!! Then I quickly dressed and headed out the door to a friends house. By the time I walked back in the door, Tor was home from work and reading blogs. I cooked a couple of hamburgers on the grill and after eating, I continued on with my day of relaxation (which means I didn't do a damn thing around the house)! I knew that everything would be waiting for me this morning when I got up... so why rush into the picking up, cleaning and doing dishes mode after such a peaceful day yesterday. Well, because for just two people.... Tor and I sure made a mess... thats why!!!! How do we do that? I woke up this morning to a house that was in total disarray. There were dirty dishes all over the livingroom, the kitchen was a mess, Sunday's newspaper was scattered all over the floor (the cats helped with that one), clothes thrown over chairs and dirty ashtrays reaking (Tor's the culprit there)!! I woke up this morning and stumbled out into the livingroom and just stared at the mess. How in the world did we do this, in just one day? Mollie's toys were all over the floor, books were left laying about... I mean we are just two people, a dog and four cats... are we that messy? So I have spent the morning picking up and cleaning. It really doesn't take very long since our house is small. Within an hours time everything is back to normal, dishes done, books back in place, ashtrays emptied, carpet vacuumed, linoleum swept, doggie toys picked up, bed made.... etc. Now I can relax. I can't relax if my house is messed up. I feel guilty and can't enjoy myself. Now don't get me wrong... I am not a prude when it comes to my house.... you are very welcome to make yourself at home, put your feet up on the couch and curl up with a good book. My furniture is old and used, the carpet needs to be replaced and the tv is on it's last leg. You can eat in front of the tv and if you spill.... Mollie or one of the cats will clean it up. I use those white plastic lawn chairs you get at Wal-Mart for my dining room chairs (hey they were really cheap and they go with the Bubbaesque decor) but I just can't stand messes. So now it is almost noon time and I can sit back and enjoy the rest of the day. I have today off from work (poor Tor didn't, he had to go in at 6am this morning) so the house is quiet. They are forcasting rain (gawd do we need the rain) and the possiblity of some severe storms rolling through later this afternoon or this evening. Let it rain, let it pour... I'm ready for it now. I've got a good book laying on the bed just waiting for the first drop of rain to hit. I love laying in bed reading during a good rain, listening to it fall. Oh but I probably won't be able to hear it... I forgot, Tor has his new Xbox 360 hooked up to the TV in the bedroom. It has a wireless controller and he lays back and plays his game. The game he is on now is called "GUN". It is a pretty dorky game is you ask me. He is a cowboy and has to accomplish these missions which require him to shoot all the bad guys. He also gets to ride a horse and go on cattle drives and save bar-room hussies from bad Bart or Fred. I haven't laughed so hard in a long time as I have watching him play this game. Tor's poor horse suffers major headaches everytime he gets on it, as he rides it right into buildings or the side of cliffs. He just growls at me as he tries to ride away into the sunset looking for the bad guys. Oh shoot, I forgot I have to clean the bathroom yet... then I am coming back to read some blogs. Y'all take care now. |
| Ok, I just commented to a few blogs... but the morning is flying by way to fast. I don't have the time to read all my favorites over their on the left, but will get to the ones I missed either later today or tomorrow. You see, the problem is..... after Tor left for work this morning at 6am... I climbed back into bed. I snuggled under those cool sheets, sunk my head into my soft pillow, let out a sigh and promply fell back to sleep. A few minutes later I woke up and looked at the clock.... and lo and behold... it was 10 o'clock already..... NO WAY.... seems like I had just been asleep a few minutes. It always amazes me when that happens. So I jumped out (well, jump might be a bit animated) of bed and took a shower. I threw my housecoat back on and went in to make up the bed... and climbed back in it and watched the Home and Garden channel on TV for another hour!!!! Oh that felt so good!!! I mean... I'm a working gal now... I am entitled to a lazy day spent laying around in bed once in a while.... don't you think???? hehehe Talk about work..... gawd did I find out how OUT OF SHAPE this 53 year old body was!!! That first week at work was total hell... I never knew that the body contained so many muscles that all could be so sore at the same time. My shoulders ached, my elbows ached, my fingers ached, my back, my legs, even my dang little toe ached!!!! Then after a long hot shower and a rub down my Tor I would climb into bed, relax my head on his shoulder and fall asleep to be rudely awakened four hours later by these same muscles demanding a new 'fix' of tylenol to get them through the rest of the night. Damn demanding little pieces of fiber and sinew that they are, I moaned and groaned all the way to the bathroom to give them their dose of tylenol so they would let me sleep in peace!! Now I have to get dressed and head out to a co-workers house. She just had her AKC registered German Shepherd Dog bred to a real nice AKC reg male GSD and told me I could have 'pick of the litter' when the puppies are born. Dawn and her husband are in their mid 20's and very social folks. They have been after me to come on over to their little farm and take a look at their horses. She has three mares that she bred to a Jack... so she will have Mule babies due sometime in April. Oh, by the way... she said I could have one of these babies if I wanted....lol....Tor, Honey, Sweetums.... can I have a MULE baby?????? hehehe In two weeks she will be taking her Shepherd up to the vets to see if the breeding took. Then we will be anxiously awaiting for the puppies to be born. Now we will have to come up with a neat name... both a registered name and a call name... for a male German Shepherd Dog. Got any ideas????? OK..... the clock is still ticking and I am running out of time here. It is 12:30 and I still need to get dressed (blush) and call Dawn and head on out the door. See y'all!! |
| Just a quick entry as I am "off to work"!! After a year of unemployment, it is nice to be going back into the workforce. This job is also nice in that I don't have to dress up ... just casual clothing like jeans and a nice blouse or pull-over top. Oh, another plus about this job is that most of the time I will be working afternoons, so I won't be rudely awakened by an alarm clock every morning. I can sleep in!! The only time we work days is when there is no school... then we go in early. My family was never a big "New Year" family. My mother always said; "January 1st is just another day, so what's the big deal?" But she did stress that every morning when you wake up was the beginning of the rest of your life. This is what I have lived by. Don't worry about yesterday, that is done and gone.... but right this minute, right now... is the very beginning of the rest of my life.... and I plan to do the best that I can with it. Y'all take care, and I am hoping to be around more so I can comment in your blogs.... believe me, I do read them every day!!!! God Bless and have fun in life! |
| Once in awhile, right in the middle of an oridnary life, love gives us a fairy tale! My wish in life is that everyone could find their fairy tale before they leave this world. It is like taking a peek at Heaven, feeling the happiness, the contentment that life can offer. Only love let's us see normal things in an extraordinary way. Love allows us to open our eyes and see the world in a whole different perspective. When I met David, the first page of my fairy tale was turned and the pages are being filled with wonderment every day of our lives. I never knew what Love really was until I married David! There is a place I can go now, to calm my fears and to release my apprehensions. David's arms are a source of strength for me. When he holds me, I feel secure and safe: The world ceases to exist for me. ************************* I started my new job on Tuesday. I am working as a custodian for the school district here. Personally, I like being in a physically active job. I would much rather come home physically tired instead of mentally tired. The last job I worked was extremely stressful as I worked with numbers all day long. I had to balance the numbers on a daily, weekly, monthly and yearly basis. If we were off .25 (out of approximately $3,000,000) I had to find it before I could close the books. I would come home mentally exhausted. This job allows me the freedom to move around, set up my own methods and meet different people all the time. The schools are still on vacation, so we are doing things that can't be done on a normal school day. Tuesday was spent climbing up and down an 8 foot ladder changing ceiling tile, florescent lights and filters. I was one sore puppy when I finished the day at 3:30pm. I had told David that I would stop by Wal-Mart and let him know how my first day went. I made a swing through the parking lot and found a place fairly close to the doors. I walked in and found out that David had called in sick. This not only surprised me, but scared me a bit as David hates taking a day off. He has to be half dead before he will call in, and then I have to be standing over him with a baseball bat threatening him with his life. So I hurried back out to the car and sped home to see what was wrong with him. I turned into our driveway and noticed that there was a note hanging on the door. Fear closed in around me. My first thoughts were that the paramedics probably left it as they hauled David's butt off to the hospital. I jumped out of my car and raced up to the door and snatched the note up and this is what it said: HELLO BABY. I HOPE YOU HAD A GOOD DAY AT WORK. IT WAS SO HARD TO SIT HERE WITHOUT YOU TODAY AND I ALMOST CALLED IN SICK JUST SO I COULD BE HERE WHEN YOU GOT HOME....YOU KNOW WHAT....HELL, I THINK THAT'S JUST WHAT I'M GOING TO DO! SO, NOW THAT YOU'VE READ THIS....COME ON BACK TO THE BEDROOM AND LAY DOWN WITH ME AND TELL ME ABOUT YOUR DAY. I LOVE YOU BABY... DAVID My heart melted..... this man is unbelievable!! He is so dang caring and considerate... so thoughtful and loving. I walked into the living room, put my things down and made my way back to the bedroom. There he lay reading a book. I crawled into his outstretched arms and lay there, curled up with my head on his chest, and told him of my first day at work. My shoulders and necked ached from 8 hours of reaching up over my head, so David gave me a shoulder rub, ran a hot bath for me and then after I dried off, he rubbed absorbine all over my sore, but now relaxed muscles. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh that felt so good!!!! I wish everyone could have a "David" in their lives. He has to be one of the most caring, kindest, smartest, handsomest and sexiest man a girl could ask for!! I have never met anyone who loves like David does. He loves with his whole heart and soul!! Sometimes I wonder how I deserved such a man!! He is my Prince in this fairy tale that I have been blessed with. I love him with my whole being. He may be only one person in the world to others, but to me... he is my world!!! I LOVE YOU, DAVID MCCLAIN As Oliver Wendell Holmes said: "Love is the master key that opens the gates to happiness." |
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