Meet Me On Monday…February 28

I’m so happy to be able to join Java for another “Meet Me On Monday” post!  After a brief hiatus, it’s back!!!  Now, without further delay, let’s get busy learning a little bit more about each other!

1. What are you wearing right now?
I am wearing a pink floral nightgown and mulit-striped lounge socks!  I am not very coordinated, am I?  Actually, I’m relaxing and watching the movie “The Men Who Stare At Goats” while I write this post.  What an unusual movie…

2. Do you have freckles?
I used to have a few freckles across the bridge of my nose, but these days they look more like age spots 😦  Oh the joy of getting older!

3. What is your favorite Lifesaver flavor?

  I just love red cherry-flavored lifesavers…Doesn’t everyone?  I have fond memories, of me as a child,  eating my way through the roll–just to get to the red ones!  I also have some “not-so-fond” memories of never being the “lucky” one to get the life saver storybook at Christmas parties! 

4. What is the last movie you saw in the theater?
The last movie I saw in a theater was Toy Story 3, last summer.  I used to go to the movies a lot, but these days–not so much!  Usually, after watching most movies on Netflix, I find myself saying, “I’m glad I didn’t pay to see that one!”

5. Would you rather live without tv or without music?

 I’d rather live without television.  There aren’t that many shows worth watching on television any more anyway.  On the other hand, I love music–all kinds of music, with the exception of Rap (which I have a hard time considering as music). 

Have a great Monday, everyone!  It’s looking like another beautiful day in the neighborhood 🙂

Published in: on February 28, 2011 at 9:27 am  Comments (11)  

Share It With You Sunday…February 27

I hope you have enjoyed a weekend as beautiful as the one here!  Plenty of bright, beautiful sunshine, gentle breezes, and  temperatures up in the high 70’s!  It just doesn’t get any better!  It’s still early, so the bugs haven’t come around yet, which means–no gnats, flies, or mosquitoes!

My husband and I raked pine straw most of the afternoon yesterday.  Have I mentioned that we have about a million pine trees around us???  We are trying to get some grass to grow in our yard, so we had to rake the straw to give the grass some air and sunshine.  I lost count of the wheelbarrows full of straw that were rolled away(to our daughter’s flowerbeds)…Did I mention that we both have sore backs today?  I have lots of stiff joints, too.

Good news!  Brad was finally able to return to work last week, and he actually had a job to return to!  He wasn’t able to work an entire day all week, due to fatigue, but he’s slowly getting stronger.  Hopefully, this coming week will be even better for him.  He’s been ill the entire month of February!

Ed’s mom had a follow-up doctor’s appointment at the end of the week.  She seems to be retaining fluids, so she’s taking a “water pill” for that.  Her mental state has improved, but she’s still confused at times.  We’re just thankful that she’s able to get up and walk around again!  Brad took her to her doctor’s visit for us, and we are grateful that he did.  I know she enjoyed spending some time with him, too.  He took her to get some ice cream after the doctor’s visit…gotta’ love that!

Some of you have asked about Jennifer.  She’s been doing fine since her last ER visit, several weeks ago.  She is busy working those ridiculously long days at the hospital.  She usually works two days, then gets a day or two off.  Lately, she’s been practicing her cooking skills for Brad on some of her days off!  Way to go Jennifer!

My brother sent me an interesting email a few weeks ago.  It had some historical facts in it, which I found quite interesting.  I thought I’d share a couple of them with you. 

Where did the term “piss poor” come from?  (we hear this a lot in the south)    Way back when, they used urine to tan animal skins, so families used to all pee in a pot, then once a day it was taken and sold to the tannery.  If you had to do this to survive, you were “piss poor”…but worse than this were the people who couldn’t even afford to buy a pot!  They didn’t even have a pot to piss in, and were the lowest of the low…

About those wedding bouquets…Way back when,  people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May(really?), so they still smelled pretty good in June.  However, since they were starting to smell, brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odor…Hence, the tradition of  carrying flowers when getting married!

About bath water in the 1500’s…Baths consisted of a tub filled with hot water (they still do).  The man of the house had the privilege of using the nice clean water, then all the other men/sons,  then the women, and finally the children got to use it.  The babies were bathed last (Ewww)  By then the water was so dirty, you could actually lose someone in it! (Ewww)  Hence, the saying “don’t throw out the baby with the bath water!”

I’m glad I didn’t live in those days…How about you?

Published in: on February 27, 2011 at 1:47 pm  Comments (3)  

Six Word Saturday…February 26

This Saturday’s six words are:

Our reminder that spring is near!

I’d hoped to get a photo of this tulip tree in the yard before it began to shed, but a sudden rain shower spoiled my plans.  It’s okay, we needed the rain worse than I needed the “perfect photo”!  For now, this tree is the only thing blooming in or around our yard.  However, I know it’s only a matter of time before it has some company!  Yay for spring!

Published in: on February 26, 2011 at 11:30 am  Comments (11)  

Flashback Friday…About Those “Pearly Whites”…

Today’s topic of  choice is all about teeth, and whatever we can remember concerning them while we were  growing up.  Let me brush away the cobwebbs in my mind, and see what I can remember today…

 I  remember that I didn’t want anybody to pull out my loose teeth!  I’d let them hang by a thread until they literally fell out.  Once, when I was older, I was eating a peanut butter Mary Jane when I accidentally pulled one of my molars out with the sticky candy!  That scared me good!   I also remember that I’d wrap each lost tooth in a piece of tissue, and place it under my pillow at night, for the tooth fairy.  The tooth fairy always left me some change, which I probably spent on candy! 

About going to the dentist…

Back in the days when I was growing up, dentists were not very high on our list of places to visit–at least not at my house!  You only saw a dentist when you had a toothache, which usually meant it was too late for him to do anything except pull the tooth.  Ouch!

My earliest memories of the dentist, involve my mother.  I remember being about eleven when my mother began having all of her teeth extracted–and she was barely over age forty!  I’m not quite sure what led to this move at such an early age, but  I saw my mother doing a whole lot of suffering while she ate a whole lot of soup!  She eventually finished having all of her teeth pulled, and got a set of dentures, but  I told myself way back then that I didn’t ever want to experience what I saw my mother endure!  No dentures for me, please!

I went for my first dental visit at age fourteen– because of  a toothache.  Of course, the dentist pulled the tooth.  My second dental visit was at age 16, for the same reason.  Fortunately, this time  I saw a different dentist, whom I’ll call Dr. R, and he told me that even though the cavity was very large,  he thought he could save the tooth, which he did.

Dr. R, then had a talk with my parents about my teeth, and explained that I needed much more dental work done.  I’m so thankful that my parents decided to have my teeth fixed before I lost any more of my permanent teeth!  Over the next few months, I had several large cavities drilled and filled.  Drilling and filling are not my favorite activities, but are much better than the alternative!   

I’ve been a patient of Dr. R’s since that fateful day, way back in 1970!  He’s filled cavities, pulled wisdom teeth, and patched numerous broken teeth for me throughout the years.  I love Dr. R, because he’s not afraid to “think outside of the box”.  He isn’t afraid to try.  For instance, he’ll say, “you really could use a crown, but I’ll see what I can do.”  So far I’ve been lucky…  I visit the dentist every six months, like clockwork.  These days I worry because Dr. R and I are not getting any younger…I don’t know what I’ll do whenever he retires!

About our children while growing up…

When our children were small, and the tooth fairy came to our house, she not only left a dollar, she also left a small toy surprise.   I think our children liked the toy surprise better than they liked the money.  I always kept a small supply of prizes put away for this occasion.  Once, when one of the children lost a tooth on a camping trip–the tooth fairy wasn’t prepared!  She left money, but no prize, much to the disappointment of the child.  I was wishing I hadn’t started the “prize thing” that day! 

Speaking of the tooth fairy, I’ll never forget when our daughter began losing her baby teeth!  She was only in pre-school, and  I was scared to death!  I didn’t realize that some children begin losing their teeth at such an early age.  I never pulled any of our children’s baby teeth!  The thought of it made me ill.  I was more than happy to let the teeth come out on their own.  One of the children actually swallowed one of their teeth once! 

Once our youngest child fell out of his umbrella stroller at the Putt Putt golf course and hit his mouth on the sidewalk.  I was terrified that he’d ruined his teeth.  He busted his lip pretty good, and his two top teeth turned a  grayish color for a while.  Thankfully, his teeth were okay.

One time we were attending one of our oldest son’s high school basketball games, when  we saw a member of the opposing team trip one of our players during the game.  Our player fell hard on the court–face first.  When he landed, we could hear and see several of his teeth flying across the floor.  It made me feel sick…  I remember thinking, he’ll need some extensive dental work, and he did.   

Our daughter had some dental problems as a child.  She sucked her thumb until she was about seven years old, which caused some problems with her front teeth.  She also ended up having some of her baby teeth pulled to make room for the permanent ones.  Our daughter says she vividly remembers that ordeal to this day, and does not like Dr. R at all.

The orthodontist recommended braces for our daughter, but we decided to let her make the decision about whether she wanted braces when she became older.  Years later, when she was eighteen, she decided that she wanted to get braces, and she did.  As a result, she took excellent care of her teeth while wearing braces, and had no problems at all.  Today she has a beautiful smile.

As for the rest of us in the family, we still have our original, slightly crooked smiles–but that’s fine with us.  As for me–  I’m just glad that I don’t have dentures!  I plan to try and keep it that way. 

Thanks to Linda for hosting “Flashback Friday”, Java for hosting “Follow Friday”, and Design it Chic for hosting “Boost My Blog Friday”.



Published in: on February 25, 2011 at 8:49 am  Comments (8)  

About Those Cats…

If you’ve read my blog for any length of time, you probably know that I am an animal lover.  I love all creatures, large and small, but cats are among my favorites!  As a result of a couple of years of volunteering at a local animal shelter, I have quite a few big, fat kitties lounging around the outside of our house!  For a time, I tried to save all of the kitties on “death row”… 

Susan, before being rescued

All of my cats have been spayed or neutered, so they tend to be a bit on the fat and lazy side.  They spend most of their days sprawled out in various places in or around the yard.  Sometimes, a few of them actually migrate into the woods surrounding our house, but they find their way back home at supper–most of the time.

MAC, the mean cat (don't let his looks fool you!)

Every morning about 8:30, if you could look outside my back door, you would see a group of assorted cats sitting on or around the back steps!  Cats are creatures of habit, and they gather to await their breakfast, at the same time each day.  Once they have been fed, they disperse and go their separate ways.  About 4:30 each afternoon they all begin to gather around the back door once again, waiting for their evening meal.  We usually feed them between 5 and 6 o’clock, but they start gathering before that!

Charlie, the "sniffer" being sniffed (payback!)

Every cat that I own has a unique personality.  For instance, there is “Smut” the black tom cat who loves to start fights, and “Big Red” who is a lover, not a fighter–he just wants to be a big lap kitty!  “Charlie” is a beautiful brownish/beige, fluffy, blue-eyed tom cat who loves to sniff all of the other cat’s butts…and MAC(short for mean ass cat) the fluffy gray tom cat who spends each day, hissing and growling at everything that moves.  “Mr. Big” is a cross-eyed white cat that hates to be rubbed, while “Suzie” is a black manx who can’t get enough rubbing!  We also have”Kyle”, a fluffy black persian who loves to go fishing in our goldfish pond–and he’s pretty good at it, too!  These are just a few of my big, fat kitties. 

Suzie, the manx, checking out the frogs..

Recently, after several years of maintaining seventeen big fat kitties, I began to miss a few of them–three to be exact.  The disappearances happened over the course of a couple of weeks.  I couldn’t imagine what was happening to those cats.  Was a wild animal catching them at night?  Did we have another “cat eating bird”(otherwise known as a bald eagle)?

Mr. Big, the cross-eyed one...

Well, my mystery was solved last weekend, when I found out that my brother-in-law has been setting a trap to catch stray cats coming to his house, then hauling off what he catches.  Unfortunately, my “Elmo” was caught in his trap, and got hauled off!  I also found out that my poor “Rascal” had accidentally gotten closed up in my brother-in-law’s shed, and was found dead last weekend.  It was not a good week–for me or some of my cats. 

"Big Red"

In all fairness, “Elmo” wasn’t technically mine, he was a feral cat that I’d been feeding for quite sometime, but I’d named him, and considered him mine.  He waited on the front porch each morning for his breakfast, without fail! 

“Rascal” wasn’t technically mine either, he belonged to my daughter, but he adopted me after I rescued him from being killed by dogs one evening.  That cat was so accident prone,  it’s no surprise that he died accidentally–it was appropriate for his lifestyle!  He’d already suffered a broken leg, and having half of his head chewed off– before getting locked in the shed!

"Rascal", limping across the yard

My husband talked with his brother about our cat situation, and he says from now on, he will let us see any cats that he catches before he takes them away– to make sure none of them are ours.  Ours shouldn’t be hard to identify–they’ll be the fat, lazy cats who like to fight, hiss, smell butts, and catch gold-fish!  I’ve gotta’ laugh about this, otherwise I’ll cry…Isn’t life crazy sometimes???

Published in: on February 24, 2011 at 10:25 am  Comments (7)  

Wednesday Hodgepodge…February 23

I’m joining one of my favorite blog friends, Joyce, for one of my favorite things–Wednesday Hodgepodge! Wanna’ play along? Just click on Joyce’s button at the top of this post!  In the words of an old commercial…”Try it, you’ll like it!”

1. Did you know there is a National Day of pretty much everything in the universe? February 23 happens to be National Inconvenience Yourself Day…when was the last time you were inconvenienced?   I think the last time was about two weeks ago, when my husband and I got stuck in the 5 o’clock traffic of Savannah, GA.  It took us an extra 45 minutes to get home!  I do not miss being in the city!!!   

2. When a room in your house needs painting who does the job?  That would be me, most of the time!  My husband is by far the best painter, but there’s the little issue of him having time to do it!  I stained and varnished nearly every room in our house–by myself– when we built it.  I chose to stain and polyurethane our beadboard walls because I don’t intend to ever paint them again!

3. Are you friends with your cousins?  Yes, some of them. ( Hi, Sharon, if you happen to be reading this.)  I only had about five girl cousins who were close in age to me–two on my mom’s side, and 3 on my dad’s side.  I spent more time with my cousin, Sharon, than of any of my other cousins.  Another cousin, Susan, introduced me to my husband-to-be, back when we were all teenagers.  Susan was also my hubby-to-be’s cousin.  My daddy’s brother was married to my hubby’s mama’s sister…Are you confused yet?

4. Do you use an alarm clock? If yes-is it an actual alarm, music, or something else?  I rarely use an alarm clock these days–only if I have an early appointment!  If I use the alarm, I have it turned to music.  I hate the sound of a buzzer early in the morning!

5. What do you put ketchup on?  I put ketchup on french fries, fried chicken, hamburgers, hot dogs, steak, and roast beef.  I prefer to eat Heinz 57 sauce on pork!  In case you haven’t figured this out–I have to eat some kind of sauce on meat, except for baked chicken.

6. What smells make you nostalgic?  The one smell that jumped to the forefront of my mind is the men’s cologne “British Sterling”!  I used to love that smell —I still do, but I don’t know if they make it anymore!  It was very popular with the guys back when I was a teenager.  Does anyone remember the commercial?  It said “All my men wear British Sterling…or they wear nothing at all!”  🙂  Well,  my man wears nothing at all!  He doesn’t like to wear cologne.  Note:  I used to keep a tiny bottle of it in the bathroom, just so I could smell it now and then 🙂

7. Have you heard about the high school English teacher recently suspended as a result of some things she wrote in her personal blog? You can read the story here but in a nutshell she vented a lot of frustration onto her blog. She didn’t mention individual students by name but she did make some harsh comments about kids in general and their parents.

What are your thoughts-If you’re a parent is your child’s teacher online and are you ‘friend’ or ‘follower’ there? If you’re a teacher are you on Facebook and do you accept or friend students on fb? How about their parents? If you’re a student are you friends with your current or former teachers online? Do any of them have blogs you read? If you’re a teacher or a parent do you ever use your blog as a place to vent your frustrations with our educational system? So much to discuss…

I hadn’t heard about this particular teacher.  However, I’ve followed a couple of teacher’s blogs in the past.  Of course, their blogs were anonymous, because if they weren’t, those teachers would be in BIG TROUBLE for some of the things they’ve posted about their bosses, co-workers, and their students!  I realize that frustrated educators may need to vent, but I wouldn’t do it on a blog–or on Facebook!  It’s very unprofessional. 

Speaking of Facebook…I became friends on FB with the pastor of our church of the past 25 years.  Within six months, I learned way more about the man than I ever wanted to know.  Others in the church are also friends with him, and either don’t follow closely, or don’t care.  As a result of some of those FB posts,  my husband and I no longer attend that church.  Sometimes, you just never know…

Published in: on February 23, 2011 at 9:51 am  Comments (9)  

Random Tuesday Thoughts…February 22


Boy!  I am getting spoiled with all of this “spring-like” weather.  I’m trying not to get too used to it though, cause I know it’s still February!  Would you believe on President’s Day, I was actually able to open some of the windows of the house to let the fresh air blow through?  Amazing!  Sometimes, I miss “old-fashioned” things like airing out the house, and hanging the laundry on the clothesline, but I’m thankful for my central heating/air unit and my clothes dryer.  I can remember a time, back in the day, when I didn’t have either of those luxuries!  Let’s hear it for progress!!!

I neglected to mention last week that our daughter-in-law, Christina, celebrated her 30th birthday on February 15th.  Her husband surprised her with an ice cream cake (her favorite), so my hubby and I  went down and ate cake with her on the evening of her birthday.  As you can see from the photo, we surprised her in the middle of cooking her supper–spaghetti in progress.

Christina with her ice cream cake

  Then, on this past Saturday night, one of Christina’s sisters threw her a big surprise party in honor of the milestone occasion!  Two birthday cakes within a week, does life get any better??? 

Happy Birthday, Christina!

Did I mention that Christina has eight siblings?  She has enough family members to fill up a room when they all get together!  The look on her face when she opened the door and saw everyone was priceless!

Hubby and I finally sat down and watched a movie on Saturday night, after Christina’s party.  I rented the movie “Secretariat”–about the famous race horse.  We remembered when Secretariat’s name was in the news back in the 70’s, and I was anxious to watch the fact-based movie.  It didn’t disappoint.  What a story!  What a horse! 

Today I rode my bike down to the mailbox to get the mail…when I got there, I realized it was a holiday, and there wasn’t any mail!  Just for fun, I rode back home, turned around, then rode back to the mailbox again.  When I rode back into the yard for the second time, my little granddaughter, Madison, met me saying, “I want to ride with you!”  Alright!  I’ve been waiting for six weeks to hear those words come from her mouth!!!  I dusted off her little bicycle(which she refuses to ride), and helped her ride a few feet down the road, before she said “That’s enough, I’m through!”  Well, at least it was a start!  I guess I’ll be riding alone for a little bit longer…

Can I do another little healthcare rant?  My hubby’s workplace changed insurance companies–again.  I had my prescriptions filled today.  One of the benefits of this new policy was supposed to be cheaper prescriptions.  Two of mine cost ten dollars each, while the third one cost a whopping eighty-seven dollars!  Previously, all three prescriptions cost less than eighty dollars…so where’s the savings???  I just can’t seem to win!

Thanks to The Unmom for hosting Random Tuesday!

Published in: on February 22, 2011 at 10:46 am  Comments (8)  

The Family Farm…

my father-in-law's old truck and water trailer, parked in front of the empty field

My husband and I live on his parents’ family farm.  We moved here thirty-four years ago next month–on St. Patrick’s Day!  What a relief it was to move back home after five years of living in the big city!  We raised our family right here on this farm. 

We currently share the 30 acre farm with my husband’s brother and his wife, as well as our three grown children.  Three families live on the back of the property, while two others live on the front.  We are blessed to have our family surrounding us!  However, I don’t know how much longer this will be the case.  Our son, Brad, will be marrying soon, and there is a strong possibility that he will be moving away…

Over the years, the farm has been planted in tobacco, corn, soybeans, and cotton.  In the early years of their marriage, my father-in-law farmed for a living.  Eventually, opportunity knocked, and  he got a job working as a carpenter at our nearby military base.  He continued to farm as well, with the help of his family, for many years.  Eventually, my father-in-law decided to lease his farmland out to a neighbor, and from that point on he stuck with growing vegetables in his garden.

I didn’t know my husband when his parents grew cotton or tobacco, and their tobacco barn had burned down by the time I met the family.  Some of the rubble of the old tobacco barn was still on site when I met them, so I know where it used to be.  Our oldest son now lives on the site where that old tobacco barn used to stand. 

When my husband and I first moved on the farm, corn was the crop of choice.  We spent many hot, Georgia summers hidden behind those large fields of corn!  Oh, how I hated that corn!  We are surrounded by woods on three sides, and in the summer our fourth side, to the east, was blocked by the corn.  It kept us from getting any cool breeze at all.  Once the corn matured, it was allowed to dry before it was harvested.  This meant looking at dead corn for several weeks, and I hated that, too.  It was always a day of celebration when I saw the corn picker in the field!

Eventually, corn made way for soybeans, and I liked those much better.  For one thing, they weren’t tall enough to block the breeze!  Then, for a few years, our neighbor even planted winter rye in our field for his cows.  I loved having a field of green “grass” in the winter, when everything else was brown.  The neighbor’s cows were allowed to come over and graze in our field during the day, but went back home at night.  I love watching a field of grazing cattle! 

Two years ago, our neighbor’s health failed, and he decided to sub-let our farm to a larger farming operation.  That year a field of peanuts was planted in front of us, then last year cotton was planted.  Of all of the previous crops, the cotton was my favorite!  I enjoyed every minute that it grew in our field–except for the days when they sprayed it!  I don’t know what was in that spray, but each time it was applied,  it sent every insect from that field scurrying quickly to its death–which ultimately led us to our decision not to lease out the land anymore.

Those of us who live at the back of the farm discussed it, and decided that we no longer feel safe being exposed to so many farm chemicals.  The spray always blew straight toward our homes, and of course it soaked into our ground water supply every time it rained.  We figured any spray that kills insects that quickly and thoroughly, probably can’t be good for humans either!  For the first time in well over fifty years, farm crops will no longer fill our fields.  It’s the end of an era for our family.

Many years ago, we asked my father-in-law to stop leasing out the field in front of us, and to plant pecan trees instead.  He didn’t go for that idea, but he did plant several pecan trees down the little dirt lane that leads to our house.  He had a water trailer that he used to water those trees until their root systems became established.  My father-in-law died before those trees ever got big enough to bear many nuts.  These days, the money we make from selling pecans from those trees helps pay the land taxes on the farm each year.

This weekend my husband bought and planted ten pecan trees on our little section of the farm, just across from the trees that his daddy planted so many years ago.  It’s not an orchard, but it’s a start.  At twenty-eight dollars per tree(including cost of having holes dug), we couldn’t afford to plant an orchard all at once!  

Following the tree planting, my husband went to the woods and dug his daddy’s water trailer out from under twelve years-worth of vines and bushes.  It’s not in great shape, but it still works!  Then I watched him haul water to his pecan trees–just like his daddy used to do.  

My husband and I most likely won’t be alive to see those trees bear very many nuts, but our children will!  I like to think of it as “paying it forward”.  One of these days, when we are no longer here, perhaps our children will remember my husband out in that field planting and watering those trees on the family farm– just like his daddy did before him…and maybe if they are lucky, those trees will make enough money to pay the land taxes!

Note: The photo was taken from our yard.  The field in the background is a portion of the family farm.

The Things We Find Inside>

I’m linking to a new bloghop today.  I’m always looking to meet new blog friends, and blog hops are a great way to do this.  It’s how I met most all of my blog friends.  It’s hosted by The Things We Find Inside and two guest hosts.  If you are interested in joining, just click on her button for complete rules and information.


As many of you know, our friend, Java, has taken some time off from blogging.  As a result, there was no “Meet Me On Monday bloghop today.  In making my rounds to visit my blogfriends, I discovered that Mama Bear had put up a “Monday, Monday” post of her own, consisting of 5 questions–after I’d written and posted my “Family Farm” story.  I’ve decided to answer Mama Bear’s questions at the end of this post! 

Here are her 5 questions:

Did you marry your first love?  I fell in love with every boy I dated, however, I married my first TRUE love!

What was your favorite childhood game or activity?  Just like Mama Bear, I loved playing house.  I didn’t have a kitchen, or a playhouse, but I had a great imagination!  Grandma’s snuff cans and old coffee can lids were my dishes, while leaves and sticks were my food!

Did you grow up in the city or country?  I lived in both places as a child, but spent the majority of my childhood living in town.  Our town is so tiny, it’s difficult to think of it as an actual city!

How many siblings do you have?  I only have one brother, who is nine years older than I am.  He lives in our neighboring state–Florida.

How many pairs of shoes do you own?  Oh my goodess!  Too many!  I am like Mama Bear, when I find a style of shoe that works for me, I buy multiples of it!  I probably have a dozen pairs of Crocs, and about a dozen, or more, pairs of other shoes–which I rarely wear anymore!  I LOVE MY CROCS…

Published in: on February 21, 2011 at 11:06 am  Comments (9)  
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Six Word Saturday…February 19

My six words for today are:

“Sick folks are finally getting better!”

“MeMa” and Brad

Brad continues to improve daily.  He’s still recovering at home.  Headaches and fatigue are his main complaints these days, but each day seems to bring improvement in those areas.  It’s been three weeks since he first became sick with what was diagnosed as the flu (eventually sending him to ICU for 4 days).  We’ve had several people from our area seriously ill with viral infections, just like Brad.  I have no idea when Brad will be able to return to work, or if there will be any work for him to return to.  I’m praying about those things daily.

My mother-in-law was released from the hospital on Thursday evening, after spending just shy of a week there.  She was suffering from dehydration and renal failure.  We’re still not 100% sure what caused this, but her doctor suspects some of her daily medications caused her kidneys to fail.  These meds have been discontinued, and her kidney functions have improved to nearly normal.  I hope the medications were indeed the culprit, and not something more sinister.

There was much  concern about whether my mother-in-law would be able to return to the personal care home, due to her declining state of health, but the personal care home has agreed to give it a try.  We are praying that she continues to improve and grow stronger with time.  We really hate to think of putting her in a nursing home.  Her mental health has declined somewhat during this illness, and I am praying that it will improve as her overall health improves. 

The sun is shining brightly outside, and it’s a beautiful day.  This day symbolizes how I feel at the moment.  Finally walking through another storm, and into the sunlight.  I hope the sunshine lasts for a while…

Published in: on February 19, 2011 at 11:33 am  Comments (5)  

Flashback Friday…So, How’s Your Driving?


The topic today is all about driving!  Who couldn’t write a post on that one? Well, the truth is…there was a time in my life when I couldn’t have!  You see, I didn’t get my driver’s license until I was twenty-six years old, believe it or not!  I was a third generation “non-driver”–but I broke the chain!  It was one of the best things I’ve ever done!

I was involved in my first “accident” when I was 35.  It was raining, and the road was slippery.  I wouldn’t have been out in that weather, but my dad was having surgery that morning.  I was going about 45 when I hit a slick spot in the highway and lost control.  Fortunately, nobody was close around me, and I eventually went off the edge of the road, and hit a dirt embankment.  The mini van wasn’t damaged, with the exception of the tire which went flat.  My husband, also, had an accident within 45 minutes of mine!  He was on the way to pick me up after I’d had my accident!   He lost control of his vehicle on a slippery road,too, and slid into a ditch backwards– doing major damage to his little truck.  I don’t know how he wasn’t seriously injured, because the imprint of his back was left in the back of the truck seat!  Despite two traffic accidents within an hour, we still(barely) managed to get mama to the hospital to see daddy before he was taken back to surgery.

A few years later, had a “run-in” with a co-worker in the parking lot at school.  I was driving a Suburban, she was driving a mini van.  We both began to back out at the same time…I saw her and hit my brakes, but she didn’t see me, and hit the corner of my bumper with the back of her van.  It didn’t hurt my Suburban, but it made a large dent in the back of her van.  She was so upset, because she’d just gotten her van fixed from a previous accident!  She kept saying “My husband’s gonna’ kill me!”

Fortunately, I’ve never gotten a ticket, and neither has my husband.  He’s just lucky, cause he tends to speed sometimes.  His fast driving once got him involved in a one-car accident in the middle of the night.  Of course, he had a good reason to speed that night. 

Our daughter, who lived just down the dirt road from us (alone) at the time, called late one night and said she heard “something” outside–then the phone went dead.  The last thing I heard was my husband flooring the gas pedal, as he sped down the road to rescue our daughter!  He lost control of the car on the curve in our road,  the car rolled and ended up in the soybean field in front of our house–on its top.  Our youngest son, witnessed the accident from the sliding glass door of the kitchen, but wasn’t able to see much in the darkness, except “the lights going funny”.

I jumped in my car and drove down to the curve, where I could see the wheels of the car up in the air.  It was deathly quiet.  That’s the scariest I’ve ever felt in my life!  I waded through darkness, out into the dried soybeans and got down on my knees to peak inside of the car.  The top light of the car was burning, so I could see that nobody was inside…Now I was really scared!  I could hardly speak, but I managed to call my husband’s name.  No answer!  I couldn’t see a thing around me, and feared that the car was on top of my husband.

About that time, I saw car headlights approaching from down the road where our daughter lived.  It was my husband, driving her car!  Somehow, he’d managed to crawl through the busted back windshield of the wrecked car, run down the road, and see about our daughter–all while I was trying to see about him!  I’ve never been so relieved to see him in my life!!!

My husband suffered a broken shoulder,  his knee was chipped, and he had multiple lumps on his head, but he never missed a day of work.  In fact, he wouldn’t even let me take him to the ER that night.  He waited and got x-rays taken the next morning after he went to work at the hospital!  He’s funny like that, doesn’t like to be sick or injured…As for the car–it was a total loss, with no insurance other than liability, but it was only a car, and we all know those can be replaced.

Ed's car in the soybean field...

In case you’re wondering–we found no sign of an intruder at our daughter’s house.  We don’t know what or who was outside that night. The phone went dead because her cell phone battery died…One thing we do know, that was a night that we’ll all remember for a long time to come!

Published in: on February 18, 2011 at 9:34 am  Comments (12)