Thursday, December 31, 2009

2010

Happy New Year's to you. I know 2009 wasn't all bad-
I got my first horse, my much loved Sassy,
won Reserve grand champion,
started a successful part-time business with Mom,
put up over 80 quarts of green beans,
grew 30 pumpkins,
and had a really great time, but 2010 just looks more exciting.Starting with December 31st-you should be able to view a Blue moon tonight-the first since 1990.The next time it will happen will be on New Year's Eve will be 2028.Be safe.

Sunday, December 27, 2009

Christmas


Yeah, I know it's late, but here's my tree and my hope that your Christmas was a very merry one. Mine was filled with lots of love and good wishes.

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Christmas Eve's Eve

It was with a saddened heart that I read about my sister's dog dying. You gotta understand that in our family her dogs are considered extended nieces and nephews-they attend Christmas, Easter, Birthdays and have their own halloween costumes. Then Lee made reference to Micah's ripe age of 15 and that she knew it was coming. I guess fifteen years is a long time to love somebody.
Two years isn't nearly long enough. Last night when I said goodnight to Dwight I honestly didn't know if he would be around to answer my morning call. He has a very serious blood clot in his leg. It could break loose or the medicine could work to thin his blood. I laid awake most of the night thinking of things I should have said.When I wasn't thinking about what I should have said, I was thinking about things that we haven't gotten a chance to do yet. I held my breath each time the phone rang and he eventually answered.He's in a lot of pain but the doctor thinks things are working.He'll know a little more when he has the next set of blood work done-til then, all he can do is wait for the medicine to work. Keep him in your prayers and let those closest to you know how special they are.

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Super Woman

It takes a strong woman to push away a man that has abused her. She has to go through the system telling the events over and over to different people when all she really wants to do is to erase the event from her mind and her heart. She's not only suffering from heart break-she's been betrayed by one of those closest to her, but now she's got to deal with people that might doubt her story and she listens to people talk about what they think really happened after all "he's such a great guy". Of course he's a great guy -morons-she wouldn't have fallen for him if he wasn't.But she's strong and beautiful and she won't back down. She won't take him back and she won't put up with this crap. Super Woman is my hero.I wish I had the strenth and true grit that she does.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

What is it with Christmas Shoes?

There's an old song that tells the story of some grubby little boy that wants to buy Christmas shoes for his mom so she'll look good if she meets Jesus that night. She'd been ill for quite some time and his dad said there wasn't much time left.The song is just sappier than a maple tree, and it makes me cry every time I hear it. But, I've developed a plan-I pinch myself really hard or I bite the inside of my lip or I just switch the radio station. I've learned to deal with these "Christmas Shoes" in my own way. Then came the Angels. The angels I'm referring to are those that are on Christmas trees. They're paper angels that list the first name, age, and sex of needy children and what those children wish for Christmas. The idea is for someone to adopt an angel and provide what they want. There are three boys-ages 6, 9, and 11-and the only thing those kids want is shoes. Shoes for Christmas. Out of all the thousands of toys these boys could have asked for-all they wanted to ask for was shoes. Biting my lip ain't helping. Pinching myself isn't working, and I can't shut off my mind. I keep thinking about these angels(these particular ones are adopted) and the thousands like them. If at all possible, adopt an angel of your own or make a donation to an angel tree.Please.
A special note to my mother-This is NOT intended for you.Do NOT adopt one more kid.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

My laugh for the day

Talking to the youngest this morning, she gripes that "our parking " order was messed up.It seems that Grandpa came in later than she did so she had to take his spot-and just where was he so late in the evening? She was worried.