Since I'm still eating turkey sandwiches, I feel it's totally appropriate to share the Thanksgiving Notes written on my Thanksgiving table cloth. If you didn't get the memo, you were supposed to write something that you were thankful for on the table with the red marker. There were 20 people there Thanksgiving Day and only 18 notes so I'll omit the names.
1. "I am thankful for the Indians trusting Americans to create this great holiday-I am sure the Indians regretted that."
2. "I an doubly blessed-two wonderful families."
3. "I am thankful for Mom"
4. "I am thankful for turkey"
5. "I am thankful for my wonderful family"
6. "I am thankful for family and love"
7. "I am thankful for my boys...& wine"
8. "I'm thankful to always be surrounded by people I love no matter where I am"
9. "I am thankful for the supportiveness of my wife as I pursue my ambitions"
10. "I'm thankful that I get to be with Family this Thanksgiving"
11. "I'm thankful for this team and this family and Robyn and Connor"
12. "I'm thankful for second chances"
13. "I am thankful for beer & pizza...oh, and my family"
14. "I am thankful for guns & buns (my honey bun)
15. "I am thankful for you all"
16. "I am thankful for mopar, my girl friend and wonderful family and my third grade teacher"
17. "Thanksliving-living each and every day being grateful for you all!I love my family"
18. "I am thankful to be here with people that I love"
All in all, I love the table cloth and will treasure it for years. I had a great time and have lots of happy memories.
Wednesday, December 2, 2015
Tuesday, December 1, 2015
it's on The December Challenge
I marveled at Lee's commitment to doing one full month of blogging. She works full time, volunteers in her community, and has two active boys. So what's to keep me from trying the same thing?
Well, I'm unorganized as hell. The dauchunds might hit the delete button-they've been know to do that, and it's Christmas season-the busiest time of the year for companies like the one that I work for.
On the other hand, putting things down might help me get a little bit more organized and motivate me.
So let's start with some celebrating.
I have my Christmas cards done-not addressed or in the mail, but printed out (much thanks to Lee).
I found eleven cents on the ground today-beats gum or dog turds on the bottom of my shoe.
I remembered to make Dwight's dinner and bring mine to work.
My dogs have not eaten my salt dough ornaments.
I wore some new jeans today-and they fit which is really amazing since I bought them a size smaller than I normally wear (but they were so cute and I really, really liked that pattern on the pocket). So they fit-my butt is happy. This size smaller is less than a week from Thanksgiving mind you.
About the jeans, if you contribute twenty dollars to the Angel Tree at work you can wear jeans the entire month of December. I see a lot of denim in my future.
So there you have it-the start to a month of blogging and maybe my celebrations might get a little wilder.
Well, I'm unorganized as hell. The dauchunds might hit the delete button-they've been know to do that, and it's Christmas season-the busiest time of the year for companies like the one that I work for.
On the other hand, putting things down might help me get a little bit more organized and motivate me.
So let's start with some celebrating.
I have my Christmas cards done-not addressed or in the mail, but printed out (much thanks to Lee).
I found eleven cents on the ground today-beats gum or dog turds on the bottom of my shoe.
I remembered to make Dwight's dinner and bring mine to work.
My dogs have not eaten my salt dough ornaments.
I wore some new jeans today-and they fit which is really amazing since I bought them a size smaller than I normally wear (but they were so cute and I really, really liked that pattern on the pocket). So they fit-my butt is happy. This size smaller is less than a week from Thanksgiving mind you.
About the jeans, if you contribute twenty dollars to the Angel Tree at work you can wear jeans the entire month of December. I see a lot of denim in my future.
So there you have it-the start to a month of blogging and maybe my celebrations might get a little wilder.
Sunday, November 15, 2015
Going Places
The Dali Lama has been quoted as saying "Once a year go someplace you've never been before"
I really thought I had met this yearly requirement. I saw the Oregon Coast, Mount St. Helen's, San Francisco, Las Vegas, Death Valley, Valley of fire, Devil's punch bowl, Devil's churning, Long Beach, Glacier Park, Yosemite Park, the West side of the Grand Canyon-you get my drift. I've been a lot of places this year that I haven't been before so my adventures have been put on hold and I was getting ready for the upcoming holidays.
But sometimes God has other plans and you don't have a choice.
I ignored some chest pains until they returned a third time with a vengeance. I left work and checked into the hospital in Harrison. They immediately went to work -did you know that there are three types of Nitroglycerin? Got to try them all-not a fan, but no complaints. They won't let you check out of the hospital if your blood pressure does not read normal.
I got to do a stress test, then take an ambulance ride (my very first and hopefully my very last). Then, I checked into Washington Regional hospital. I've visited both hospitals before, but never as an overnight patient. Nice people. Clean rooms. Shitty food menu. I was served English peas at every meal. No joke. I requested pizza and beer and they gave me English peas.
I lost track of how many times they drew blood, but once is much too often in my book. Why can't they just scan your finger like they do when they take your temperature? On Friday morning, I under went a Heart Cath. It's a pretty neat procedure where they send a camera up your arm to look in your heart. I saw my heart, saw it beat, and felt it flutter. Never really wanted to see this, but I'm glad I did.
I wouldn't repeat this whole experience for anything. I'm sorry my loved ones had to worry about me, but I'm grateful for the love and support that I have. My heart is healthy and full of love.
Thursday, November 12, 2015
Where? Count down
So every Tuesday I have decided to wrap at least 3 presents. Hopefully, I can get around to getting them all wrapped up before Christmas. If I find them.I know I bought a certain thing for a certain person and I put it in a safe place. So safe, in fact, that it isn't easily seen or found. Not upstairs, not in the blue room, not in my Christmas box. I've got 43 days to find it.
Tuesday, November 10, 2015
Fate?
I had an interesting conversation with my oldest daughter Beth Sunday morning. She's in a group called the "Environmental Law Society" and they were looking for some non-profit groups that needed a little help.
Beth told them about a no-kill shelter in Sebastian County that's due to close in a month due to a lack of funds and they all agreed to raise money for the shelter and decided to take it one step further. Surely, there was grant money out there that would help-they wanted to help find grants to keep the shelter solvent.
So with plenty of legal expertise, the group put Beth in charge of contacting the shelter. She had no idea who their grant writer was or if that person would be offended at the offer of more help. Beth put contacting the shelter off to a business day and headed to the dog park on a beautiful Saturday afternoon. With so much homework, this was a treat for Beth, Mellie, and Loki.
She wasn't there long when a lady commented on her dogs and asked their ages. Beth rambled off Loki's birthday, but told the woman that Mellie was a rescue and so her exact date of birth is unknown. The woman loved rescue dogs and had started working at the Sebastian shelter. She was preparing to start some classes on how to get grants to help them. Beth explained who she was and explained that her friends wanted to raise money for the shelter and write grants too. The woman was thrilled-she almost didn't go to the park that day and now she has professional help with grants.
What if it had been raining that day? What if the woman hadn't spoken?
I'm glad some people believe that fate stepped in. Me, I think God really likes dogs. Cats, too, but mainly dogs.
Beth told them about a no-kill shelter in Sebastian County that's due to close in a month due to a lack of funds and they all agreed to raise money for the shelter and decided to take it one step further. Surely, there was grant money out there that would help-they wanted to help find grants to keep the shelter solvent.
So with plenty of legal expertise, the group put Beth in charge of contacting the shelter. She had no idea who their grant writer was or if that person would be offended at the offer of more help. Beth put contacting the shelter off to a business day and headed to the dog park on a beautiful Saturday afternoon. With so much homework, this was a treat for Beth, Mellie, and Loki.
She wasn't there long when a lady commented on her dogs and asked their ages. Beth rambled off Loki's birthday, but told the woman that Mellie was a rescue and so her exact date of birth is unknown. The woman loved rescue dogs and had started working at the Sebastian shelter. She was preparing to start some classes on how to get grants to help them. Beth explained who she was and explained that her friends wanted to raise money for the shelter and write grants too. The woman was thrilled-she almost didn't go to the park that day and now she has professional help with grants.
What if it had been raining that day? What if the woman hadn't spoken?
I'm glad some people believe that fate stepped in. Me, I think God really likes dogs. Cats, too, but mainly dogs.
Sunday, November 8, 2015
The house that built them
This isn't my story so I'll stick to what I've been told. The house behind these people are where Dwight's grandparents lived until they built the house on the hill. Dwight is pictured with his cousins that attended the fall get together down in the holler. Most of these people remember playing at this house and in the Sheldon branch just a couple of yards away. Behind, the house is a cave where Grandma Vernie kept butter, milk, and eggs cold. Grandma was a tall woman and sent her grandkids to fetch things from the cave for her-they didn't mind because she was usually preparing something good to eat like fried pies or cat head biscuits. Grandma Vernie gave birth to her last three children in this house. Ralph was so small they kept in a shoe box to help keep him warm. There were five kids that lived in this house- Edna Leigh, Gail, Fern, J.D. and Ralph. If you were in a walking mood, the Buffalo River is less than a mile away. Ralph learned to swim in the creek bed leading to the river. Grandpa farmed and ran a saw mill.
This house is really small for seven people, but I assure you every corner was filled with love.
Monday, November 2, 2015
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