Need a check??????

That is a rhetorical question-not to be taken literally, but I'm having way too much fun writing Feb.29th on checks-I've tried to pay as many bills as I can and I think I crossed the line when I wrote a check for a snickers bar and coke. Only four more years to the next time! I haven't had this much fun since Friday the Thirteenth.

Just in case

Just in case, I have a near death experience-I don't care who gets notified other than my children. It's probably not a good idea to have my future ex and my boyfriend there at the same time. Please allow my kids to say good bye before you pull the plug and then do it. I don't want to be on machines for a long time. Donate all of my organs as you see fit. Ideally, I would like to be cremated, but I have three kids and if 2 of the 3 want me burried then so be it. I don't care what people do in a crisis situation. I KNOW my family loves me and that they are simply doing the best they can in a bad situation so I hope my family gives me the same leeway-I may not make the right decisions, I may not make the decisions that you would make but please know that I love each one of you more than simple words can say and that I am doing my best. I would like to say goodbye to each of my parents and all of my siblings-but I can't imagine anything more painful so I won't come back to haunt anyone if that doesn't get done. Siblings if you read this know that you are loved and always will be...

Screening process

I love the song that Kssn plays every week "Finally Friday"-it's a collection of sorts-touting the fact that it's finally Friday and everyone is ready for the weekend. I hope you and yours have a wonderful weekend. I'm going out to eat catfish Friday night with my mom and stepdad and the new boyfriend. If and only if this goes well, I might consider introducing him slowly to other members of the family. This sounds easy enough but my family can be a little intimidating-just given the sheer number of people involved, throw in spouses, add a couple of kids to each couple and you come up with a small army. A wonderful, loud army. No one has ever taught any of our little ones to be shy. There's nothing they won't say or do. They are small adults in children's bodies. I'm willing to bet my neices and nephews are preregistered to vote and can tell me what candidate I should vote for. And if anyone of them should think this guy is not worthy of me, I'll know within five minutes....gee wonder if I could get them to screen the boys Lauren and Beth date too.

Vote your way

Someone at work sent me this email to check out the site

www.votechooser.com

Turns out my favorite candidate is truly the one I should vote for. So try it for yourself.

Calling cards

So my lil' sis wants me to blog more...would be fine if I were in a decent mood but that's not the case so you'll have to blame the Birdrunner. Yesterday, I had the pleasure of working 15 hours-no that is not a typo-fifteen hours. Working was bad enough, but then I repeatedly had to make sure someone was picking up Lauren. Then she calls 20 times to make sure that someone is picking her up-did I mention that my cell phone minutes are being monitored? To top it all off I came home to a house that had been broken into. That sounds much, much worse than it is. Nothing that I know of was taken, but I HAD a beautiful bouquet of roses sitting in the middle of the kitchen table. Now those roses are shredded to bits. No note. Just a calling card of sorts. My call will be to my lawyer and those that are supposed to protect and serve.

Wondering?????

I'm wondering-how does a University president notify a parent that a child has been killed? Sorry, your child was in class too busy taking notes to dodge bulletts. Maybe he/she should have partied a little harder and just skipped class. My heart and prayers go out to the families and students that have lost someone. My continued prayers go out to those kids strong enough to be back in class. Higher education shouldn't come at such extreme costs.

Just Feelin' the Holiday

I love you without knowing how, or when or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride:
so I love you because I know no other way than this:
where I does not exist nor you
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep... Pablo Nerada, Love Sonnet xvii

God must be busy

Friday, I drove through the small town of Clinton. It's usually just a very small town-a Walmart, a KFC, a Sonic, a really nice retirement village, and some nice country homes. But, this small little town looked like a war zone. I know the tornadoes went through Thursday, but the reports did not mention how serious the damage was to this small picturesque community. Huge trees and debris were every where. There were several cars overturned on the side of the street and in one large parking lot. Power lines were down everywhere and as I traveled slowly through I was glad AP & L had shut down at least one lane to tend to things. Fast foward to Sunday afternoon-on my trip home. I hear the song by Brooks and Dunne "God Must Be Busy" and I marvel at how much the town has changed in the space of 48 hours- A ton of debris has been cleared-there are still large trees to be cut up, but you can see all of the houses and their driveways-some of the powerlines are righted. The streets are cleared. All of the cars and trucks are righted. Some roofs are already being repaired. People are outside helping any way that they can. KFC is now back in business, and if God wasn't busy-the good people of the Natural State sure were.

For the weekend

So my little sis always posts some interesting things to do on the weekend-mine maybe not so interesting but plans nonetheless. First of all, I have completely lost my voice so lots of rest is part of the plan. I'm actually heading to Jasper, Ar to have a dear friend take care of me. I will also be learning how to make "JIG Heads". These are some kind of fishing thingys. I'm also planning on practicing casting because I will be going trout fishing before too long(something weird that I've always wanted to do). Rainbow trout are some of the most beautiful fish in the world-I have no idea if I can actually eat one or if this will be catch and release (which is a perfectly acceptable sport even in Arkansas).So fishy, fishy in the brook come and bite mommy's hook.

day one

I just read my sister's blog from back in January-she mentioned that she would like to read something from me. Kinda funny since I called to check on her little family yesterday. I actually didn't realize that she still had a blog, but was reading baby sister's blog and missing the days when I could catch up with both of them. They are actually very, very busy and people will find me very boring, but now they can keep up with me too. So Birdrunner and Stinkydog...let the blogging lessons begin.