Out with the Old, In with the New

As promised, listed below were my 2009 New Year's Resolutions:


Resolution #1: To remember to take my vitamins EVERY day.
*This one I actually did make pretty much. I may miss a day here and there, but for the most part I do this! I'm soooo proud. And I lowered my cholesterol several points with my daily cinnamon pill. Fish oil did NOT work, but the cinnamon does for me! Yay!
Resolution #2: To wean myself down to ONE Diet Coke a day.
*Ok, I actually weaned myself off DC completely for THREE WEEKS. I gained 3 pounds and was miserable. Back on them full force. My body is just not set up for "healthy" living. Will not be making this one ever again. LOL
Resolution #3: To concentrate on my abs during workouts.
*Whatever. Nope. Didn't even come close.
Resolution #4: To have a happy heart. Not to take things too seriously. And continue to care for others more that for myself.
*Well, this one was a total puff piece. Happy heart-check. Not take things too seriously-check. That last sentence-who am I trying to kid. I'm an only child for pete's sake! LOL

Just because I'm hardheaded and an overachiever, I'm going for FIVE resolutions for 2010! Here they are:

Resoultion #1- I resolve to find my joy (even at Wal-Mart). Hey, it could happen. I realize I'm pretty joyous all the time, but I'm particularly focusing on Hades and the effect it has on me this year. I will beat it down! LOL
Resolution #2-I resolve to eat at least one vegetable daily. This one will probably never happen. I know it's what I need to do, but what I want is entirely different. But I am going to try.
Resolution #3- I resolve to be quiet (sometimes) and listen better. This is truly one I need to try and achieve. I'm not gonna lie...this one's a stretch. ;)
Resolution #4: I resolve to commit one random act of kindness each day (even at wal-mart). Whether it be opening a door for someone, buying an American soldier a cup of coffee, letting someone cut in line, etc. The point is to be kind and random. This is really a resolution I want to keep.
Resolution #5: I resolve to love even the most negative peeps I know. Easier said than done.

Out with the old, in with the new. May your joys be a'plenty, and your troubles be few. Happy New Year from me to you!

Have a GREAT NEW YEAR's EVE! Be safe! See ya in 2010! Later blog readers.....

Steph's Observations/Opinions of 2009

OK, I did a serious post about what I learned in 2009 and it just didn't "feel" like me. So, I thought I'd lighten it up a little.

1. Why don't people put their cart up at Hades AKA Wal-Mart??? I mean how far do you actually have to push the thing? Invariably, I always find a close parking spot, try to wheel in, only to find a cart smack dab in the middle making it impossible. Give me a break. You don't even have to push the cart ALL the way to the bin...you can get close and give it a good shove. I'm just saying.
2. I have accepted the fact that my baby girl is a pre-teen. The ONLY good thing about this is finally we no longer eat McDonald's Happy Meals/Big Kid Meals. Thank the good Lord!!! No more crappy, dinky toys. The Kroc family should make a dollar donation to a needy charity instead.
3. Speaking of crappy toys. Are we, Americans, completely incapable of making toys? ALL toys are made in China. Seriously, what isn't made in China????
4. If you don't have an IPhone, well, I'm sorry. It's like love at first sight! A phone I can actually understand, work, AND see!!! Thank you (American) Apple!!
5. 10 year old boys and 40 year old men are basically the same. Heck, you can even keep adding the years and yep, the same. Girls...not so much. Sometimes, I truly feel sorry for the guys.
6. There are some real nutjobs in the world. Why would you EVER wear rollers in your hair or pajamas/house shoes out in public? It's okay if you didn't feel like putting on makeup, but clothes/shoes...come on, that's just plain lazy! Please stop. And along the same vein, I really don't want to see your lime green thong.
7. If I stare off in the distance while you are talking, don't take it personally. I'm older and I've got a LOT on my mind. More than likely I won't even remember talking to you. Sorry, but I blame it on drinking too many Diet Cokes out of aluminum cans.
8. Also, don't take it personally if you wave at me while driving and I don't wave back. I did not see you. Seriously, I did NOT see you. Not everybody drives as noticeable of a vehicle as I do. Basically, I have a Secret Service car with an airplane sticker. How could you NOT see ME??? It's also the reason I will never go to Widener. For those of you from around here, you most definitely understand. For those not: it's our little slice of "adult entertainment" 2 miles from town. LOL
9. College is for younger people. And I mean 18 to 25 year olds. I haven't been invited to one kegger since starting ASU last fall. Total ego blow.
10. Finally, if 2010 is anywhere near as great as 2009, sign me up! So glad to be alive!

Happy New Year!!!

Top Ten Things I Learned in 2009

1. You’re never too old to learn. I'm living proof.

2. Holidays are never the same without the ones you love. I wish I still had my grandparents.

3. The word “minority, etc.” shouldn’t be in our vocabulary. Electing a human being without a label….now that’s progress.

4. This is my last year to wear regular glasses. Moving on up to bifocals in 2010. Yippee.

5. I don’t know everything (and never will), and that’s OK.

6. I’m the only one responsible for my behavior, actions, moods, etc. Accept it or change it, and deal with it.

7. If you don’t like you, nobody else will either.

8. If you’re not being gossiped about, well, you must be dead.

9. Karma is fiction. I know plenty of people that never get what they deserve, but who am I to judge?

10. Life goes on with or without you.

Christmas Hangover

Well, it's officially OVER. I will recap the Davis Christmas Festivus by ripping off the 12 days of Christmas (sort of). Work with me people!

By final day of Christmas the Davis fam of 3 had:

12 dollars between them (JK...but close! lol)
11 sacks of garbage (more like 22 but it wouldn't fit the song)
10 bottles of perfume (apparently I stink)
9 pounds to lose (divided equally thank you very much)
8 smell good candles (this is always a good gift..hint hint)
7 broken ornaments (thanks Mitts)
6 family meltdowns (we averaged 2 a day)

5 bottles of wine (needed 6)

4 complicated electronics (who writes these directions???)
3 confusing presents (i can't even begin to go there lol)
2 many memories (the Griswold's have nothing on us!)

and a very thankful family of three!

Never Forget

Christmas in America is always one of the happiest of times of the year. We gather with good friends, family, and neighbors to celebrate the season. Today, I was thinking how great I feel and how excited I am for our Christmas with our family.

Then I read the Unknown Soldier blog (noted in the blogs I follow). I immediately thought of Tyler Parten's family. Of course, this blog entry was not about Tyler but about another fallen soldier, PFC Albert Ware. He lost his life serving his country (and not the country of his birth) yesterday in Afghanistan. Here is the blog entry by Tom Sileo:

12-year-old Liberian boy fled to the United States in 1992, as his native country of Liberia was ravaged by a brutal Civil War. Just nine years later, when his new country was forced into a war it did not seek, the brave man signed up to fight for his still young, newfound freedom.

This is the story of Sgt. Albert Ware of Chicago, who died on Friday in Afghanistan's Arghandab River Valley. He was on his second tour of duty in the country. A Pentagon release sent out Tuesday afternoon said the soldier was killed when an improvised explosive device planted by terrorists blew up under his vehicle.

WMAQ-TV reports that Ware lived in the Windy City's Pullman neighborhood with his wife and three children. His name will soon be placed on a memorial close to where his family lives, which stands in tribute to fallen troops.

The NBC Chicago article about Ware has a tragic account of his family's final conversation with the soldier, just hours before his death.

Always generous, the family said Ware was making plans with his father to buy [his mother] a gift in his absence.

"I said, 'OK, call me tomorrow,' which was Friday. And that was the call that I got, which was four guys coming to tell me my son is dead," his father, Thomas Ware, recalled.

"He spoke to each one of us, and we shared our love. It was a normal conversation. I was trying to get from him a list of what his unit needed, because my job wanted to send him a care package," added his mother, Anna Ware.

Thank you, Sgt. Albert Ware, for coming to America and defending it so bravely. You have done an incredible deed for America, Liberia, and a world struggling against tyranny and terror. We will be praying for your family. --Tom Sileo


So later today, Christmas Eve, and Christmas Day please PLEASE say a prayer for all of our soldiers serving; their families; the families of the fallen heroes who will never celebrate another Christmas with their loved one; and for our many blessings we receive because of their sacrifice. God bless them and the U.S.A.

Hip-Hop Christmas with the Davis Family

I wish I could say this idea is original, but I scammed it off another blog! It was FUN! Thanks to Kara through Jake ;)

Send your own ElfYourself eCards

Dear Santa from Clifford & Mitts (separately of course)

Dear Santa,

As usual, I have been a loyal companion ALL year. I haven't chewed up any furniture, well, because I have very few teeth. I haven't had any accidents in the house, except when my dad forgets to take me out. He doesn't get the bathroom "stare" like my mom does. And I haven't complained much about Mitts the Ninja Cat. I've been a really good boy. So, here's my list:

1. I want a new baby to chew on. My old ones are pretty worn and you always bring me one so please don't forget.
2. I want a day at the pet salon. Blakely's attempt at cutting my hair didn't work out so well.
3. I would like for Mitts the Ninja Cat to remain outside. NEVER be allowed in the house. And when I go to potty outside, I would prefer her to not be around. PLEASE MAKE THIS HAPPEN.
4. For my family to get everything on their list because I love them.
5. Peace on Earth and goodwill to all.

Love,

Clifford
XOXOXO

P.S.: I have enclosed a picture. Hope you like it.

Dear Santa,

Define good. Here are my demands:

1. Year's supply of gourmet Meow Mix. None of the cheap stuff.
2. Own room inside of Clifford's house. Preferably on the big comfy bed.
3. Speaking of Clifford, I want him to play with me at all times. I want a saddle to ride him, as well.
4. For the three obese cat terrorists who constantly eat my food outside, oh nevermind, I'll be in the house so it won't matter.
5. For the humans to realize, I am in charge. They will do as I say because I AM Mitts the Ninja Cat with paws of death.

Don't make me come to the North Pole,

Mitts

P.S.: I have enclosed a picture to illustrate my superior "ninja killer" prowess.

The Cracker Barrel w/OLD Friends

Sometimes I wonder if I'm on my last leg. I have mended friendships, started new ones, AND revisited old ones a LOT in the past six months. Today, I received a very special treat. Some of you may know that I worked for the Department of Human Services for 17 years. Yes, SEVENTEEN YEARS. I am thankful every single day for the lessons I learned while working in the Family Services Division (child abuse, neglect, etc.). Truly life changing. Truly.

I ate lunch today with two of my most favorite people EVER to have worked with...Dot and Dave. Dave has always treated me like a little sister. He still does. LOL I haven't seen him in almost five years. Not because we didn't "talk" about meeting for lunch, we just never could get it together. Dot and I have never lost touch. We never go longer than a couple of months without talking or catching up. Dot, Dave, and I were the like the three amigos OR the three stooges of licensing. We like to have fun! You would think being apart would change our behaviors, but nahhh, same old same old. It's like we never were apart. It's special to have friends like this in my life. I am blessed beyond words and thankful for their friendship.

We ate at the Cracker Barrel in West Memphis. I LOVE the Cracker Barrel. Heck, I would go there just to browse the gift shop. Dave always kidded me about my capacity to eat. He's tall. I'm not. I can out eat him...easily. He still cannot understand where all the food goes in my body. Honestly, I should weigh 500 lbs. Now before you "hate on me, " I am NOT one of those naturally thin folks. I have to work out. I promise. But seriously, I'm a good little eater.

After we left the Cracker Barrel, Dot and I went to Kroger's. What I wouldn't give to have the Kroger's back in FC. Best grocery store within 30 miles. It's like Wal-Mart but in a good way. I could literally wander around that store for hours. It's got EVERYthing. Did I mention I wish we had a Kroger's? Man!

I know this is a cheezy blog post, but I'm feeling cheezy. Two days and counting before Christmas Eve. I'm ready. Are you? Later blog readers......

Good Food, Good Friends, Good Fun, Good Wine, Good Grades & Good Music!!!!

Thursday night I had a cocktail party!!! I invited several of my close friends over to eat, drink, and be merry! And merry we were! ROFL It was so nice to see everybody. We laughed until our stomachs hurt. That's the best kind of night. Thanks to all who came over. Here's a few shots:

Napkin says it all ;)

My House

The Yummy Non-Homemade Food ;)

The Potent Potables

The Winner of the 1st Annual "Swanky Shoes" Contest

 Received a 2 dollar ornament from Hades in a gift bag sans tissue paper

Cause that's how I roll! LOL

To say that we had a great time would be a HUGE understatement! I cannot wait to do it again next year!!!

Thanks to ALL who showed up!

Now for the REALLY big news! I made ALL A's for my first semester in grad school! Shocked! I really thought I had a "B" in one class. Who knew?!?!?  I called AD and told him that they kicked me out of the progam because I made a C. I apologized and said I guess I'd have to get a job now. He soooo didn't fall for it. Man! He said there's no way you made a C. What a smart, smart boy I married! It's nice to know somebody believes in me beside my mom, who had already told everyone I made all a's before I even knew that I did! ROFL Love my momma!

And I'm hoping you notice and appreciate my new music gadget! I'm trying in vain to make my blog cooler. Let me know if it's working, or it's pathetic and to please stop.

Well, this time next week Christmas will be over. It's hard to believe. I hope all of you have a wonderful, and blessed Holiday week. For us Christians, Jesus is the reason for the season. I am trying to remember that daily in spite of all the commercialism that is literally bombarding me. Later blog readers.....

SIDEBAR:

Blakely brought home the Elf on the Shelf. Good grief! She prefaced it with the following insight:

"Mom, this elf is supposed to move. Kids aren't allowed to touch it, only parents. If the elf doesn't move, I want you to move it. But don't tell me you moved it. Okay?"

I love my kid! ;)

Christmas Presents Suggestions

Christmas gift suggestions: To enemies, peace. To friends, your time. To children, a good example. To charities, your best. To yourself, forgiveness AND those shoes you've been eyeing all year. ;)

Christmas gift suggestions for the person who has everything: A charitable donation in their honor. They will appreciate it ten times over that 50th bottle of lotion, candle, or pair of socks, I promise. I suggest thetylerpartenfoundation.com or any other charity of your choice. It truly is the thought that counts. ;)

Oh YAY!!! Oh YAY!!! Oh YAY!!!

Before Finals

During Finals

  After Finals







I feel I can more accurately convey the range of my emotions during the past two days with pictures. Seriously, I'm thinking the "during" shot is spot on!   Now I remember why college is for the young folk. Good grief. I feel like all of my infinite wisdom has been just sucked right out of my brain. I am surprised I can actually write sentences on my blog at this point.Can I just say how glad I am it is OVER?

Of course, I will be ready to start back in January. I'm a sadist.

I have been thinking a lot lately about the state of the world. I've come to the realization that it just cannot be as bad as it seems. I think we can all agree that "good" news just isn't as interesting as say, oh, Tiger Wood's infidelities. I wish I was kidding about that, but I am serious. Think about it, how many of us pay attention to feel good stories? If they don't have the WOW factor, we tend to dismiss, overlook, or ignore them. What's up with that? How can we complain about the "crap" news if we don't notice anything else? I'm just saying we should all just focus on the positives in our lives and try not to let the "real" news get us down.

I'M focusing on my "girlfriends" party I'm giving this Thursday. I've invited several of my old, really old, and kinda old friends for an evening of nothing but food, drink, and FUN. I appreciate each one's friendship and just wanted to say thanks. I know I'm a handful and it's the LEAST I could do for them. I am blessed with many other friendships and soooo wish I could invite them all, but alas I couldn't afford the wine bill. ;)

In 16 days, I will post my New Year's resolutions. As well as take a look back at the ones I totally failed at from last year. I think I might have succeeded with ONE. Maybe. Heck, I may not have even written them down! LOL

Pet Peeves!!!!!!!!!!!!

I will preface this blog post with the following statement:

I have consumed vast quantities of wine, so pay attention! ;)

Pet Peeves:
#1: I loathe tardiness. And really, REALLY loathe no-shows. I am always on time or as close to on time as one can get. If not, call 911 because something's happened. I realize how important your time is and think enough of you to respect that. It's okay if you forget occasionally, but chronic tardiness is UNacceptable. Sorry. Ok, no I'm really not sorry. Fashionably late is for people who live in Beverly Hills or NYC, not here. I'm just saying.

#2: Liars...just go ahead and move on past me, please. Tell the truth, tell it slant(Shout out to Emily Dickinson)if you must, but tell the truth. I mean COME ON how hard can it be????? Apparently, extremely hard for some folks.I am not much of a liar. Of course, we all lie. If you say you don't, well, you're a liar. LOL If you ask me how you look, I'm going to tell you, "you look good". You may look like total crap, but you are not hearing it from ME. I'm pulling a "bill clinton" here....because technically, you do look good compared to being dead. Sorry, harsh...but true. ;) But I'm not talking about that kind of lying, I'm talking about the BIG stuff. Especially when you get caught...just fess up already! It's the best (and right) thing to do.

#3: Glass Half-EMPTY peeps. Get over yourselves!!!!! Life is way too short...oh, snap..that's EXACTLY what a half-emptyist would say! ROFL Oops! Oh well, you know what I mean. ;) Silver linings people!!! Silver linings!

#4: Surprises. I am not a fan of surprises. Never have been, never will be. I LOVE knowledge! I want to know "stuff"...period. I am the kid who searched for Christmas presents and when I found them (and I always did), I would open them to see what was inside! Then I would rewrap, if necessary. Yes, you should feel sorry for my mom. ;)

#5: Close-minded bigoted people. The world is a very big place, and you really need to branch out. Feel the love!! How can you watch children in Africa OR America starving and NOT FEEL??? Who cares what color they are....they're CHILDREN! Or just human!!! Come on! We are blessed beyond words and it is our duty to share! Period.

#6: Disrespectful people. Whether you are 3yrs old or 110, you should respect others. Say please and thank you, yessir or no maam (if you're Southern), let the elderly have your seat, hold the door open for people, thank the military for their service, etc.

Okay, I'm done. Later blog readers......

ANOTHER poetry explication?!?!? You must be joking. Oh, and Ka-ching!!!

This week has been wild! Jam packed with all sorts of crap I sooooo did not predict. Life never ceases to amaze me. Once I think I have it "handled," it goes all to Hades in a handbasket. However, you'll always hear me say, "every cloud has a silver lining." ;)

My last night of grad class was also supposed to be the LAST night of grad assignments. Well, apparently I was wrong yet again. I checked my ASU email and, lo and behold, ANOTHER opportunity to explicate ONE MORE poem. Of course the professor made it "optional" but we all know what that means. I "opt" to do it because I probably need the extra grade. I'm okay except I really wanted a little down time. Oh, who am I trying to kid....I'm don't "do" down time! LOL I mean really, what's the point? I am an active participant in this life and WILL get the most out of it. Of course, I'm also apparently delusional at times but I won't dwell on that little tidbit. ;) Anywho, I'm halfway finished with an absolutely stunning explication so I headed to Tunica.

Tunica, Mississippi. Once nothing but vast farmland, now nothing but casinos and strip malls. I always take my aunt whenever I get the chance. She really enjoys gambling. Me, not so much. But I really do enjoy sitting at the poker tables. I love to talk and meet people. I usually always come home with empty pockets, but not today!!!! I actually win quite a respectable amount and am super excited! Luck be a lady fo'sho! You'd be surprised at how much people tell you (that you really didn't want to know) at the poker tables. No offense to my male blog readers, but usually they are the ones "sharing" way too much. Honestly, do I really need to know about your prostrate and/or issues with Viagra? What I did enjoy finding out, though, was their opinions regarding Tiger. Wow. VERY opinionated set of gentlemen. Maybe it was because I was the only lady at the table (and younger by probably 30 years!) but they really seem disappointed in the guy. Oh, they can understand an affair. They can understand a couple of affairs. But ELEVEN and counting, well they just draw the line right there! LOL This could have something to do with the previous viagra conversation..I'm just saying.

Well, I know this isn't much of a blog post. I will try again this weekend. Later blog readers......

Monday Night Grad Class

Monday night was my last "regular" grad class of the semester. I arrive early, turn in my absolutely ridiculous 10 page research paper, bibliography "busy work" exercise, and prepare for an easy evening. BOY, was I wrong!

IDIOT ALERT: That would be me. In order to receive an M.A. in English from ASU, I knew I would need to pass a written poetry explication by the end of the next fall semester. Apparently, I am unable to read and/or comprehend. I also have to pass a "short list AND a long list" exam! What?!?!?!?! Two tests basically from Hades about all sorts of literary selections. Great, just great.

Sooooo, halfway through the class the professor brings in our "short list" essay questions. Can you say unprepared?!?!? Thank goodness I was in good company because the rest of the class apparently was unprepared as well. I'm just not happy with my performance. Not happy at ALL.

OK, on to something interesting.....the Tiger saga! Look people, I am sorry but this is just NOT news to me. I don't care how many pundits come on the air and discuss his "responsibilities to his sponsors" OR how he's "fallen from hero status"...give me a break. It's marital affairs. The subject is between he and his wife....that's it. Not my business. Has absolutely nothing to do with his athleticism. I don't even care that the police "supposedly" let him slide. Puh-lease. He crashed into a tree in his neighbor's yard. Most police I know would've done the same thing. Honestly, I don't watch a lot of news because I get so irritated. I would love to hear POSITIVE news reporting on our troops in Afghanistan and Iraq and EVERYWHERE. We're doing a LOT of paying it forward and I just wish somebody would interview somebody uplifting every once in a while. I realize it's not scandalous or scintillating but turn on HBO/Cinemax/Showtime after 9pm if you're interested in that crap. Sorry, I know I'm rambling. Don't mean to.

How about our weather? Cold and rainy here in Arkansas. Pretty much becoming a normal weather pattern here. It's okay with me, though. Honestly, anyday above ground is STILL a GOOD day.

I think I'll leave it here for now. Later blog readers......

Lyrics I LOVE

Today is just one of those days. I am not melancholy, just a bit reflective. One of my most favorite groups of all time is the Black Eyed Peas. If you're not a fan, it's okay, I totally understand. The following song hooked me from the beginning and I've loved them ever since. It sums up exactly how I feel, and sometimes exactly what I want to say. Read the words. It's a wonderful poem.

"Where is the Love" by the Black Eyed Peas

What's wrong with the world, mama

People livin' like they ain't got no mamas
I think the whole world addicted to the drama
Only attracted to things that'll bring you trauma
Overseas, yeah, we try to stop terrorism
But we still got terrorists here livin'
In the USA, the big CIA
The Bloods and The Crips and the KKK
But if you only have love for your own race
Then you only leave space to discriminate
And to discriminate only generates hate
And when you hate then you're bound to get irate, yeah
Madness is what you demonstrate
And that's exactly how anger works and operates
Man, you gotta have love just to set it straight
Take control of your mind and meditate
Let your soul gravitate to the love, y'all, y'all

People killin', people dyin'
Children hurt and you hear them cryin'
Can you practice what you preach
And would you turn the other cheek

Father, Father, Father help us
Send some guidance from above
'Cause people got me, got me questionin'
Where is the love (Love)

Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love
The love, the love

It just ain't the same, always unchanged
New days are strange, is the world insane
If love and peace is so strong
Why are there pieces of love that don't belong
Nations droppin' bombs
Chemical gasses fillin' lungs of little ones
With ongoin' sufferin' as the youth die young
So ask yourself is the lovin' really gone
So I could ask myself really what is goin' wrong
In this world that we livin' in people keep on givin'
in
Makin' wrong decisions, only visions of them dividends
Not respectin' each other, deny thy brother
A war is goin' on but the reason's undercover
The truth is kept secret, it's swept under the rug
If you never know truth then you never know love
Where's the love, y'all, come on (I don't know)
Where's the truth, y'all, come on (I don't know)
Where's the love, y'all

People killin', people dyin'
Children hurt and you hear them cryin'
Can you practice what you preach
And would you turn the other cheek

Father, Father, Father help us
Send some guidance from above
'Cause people got me, got me questionin'
Where is the love (Love)

Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love, the love, the love?

I feel the weight of the world on my shoulder
As I'm gettin' older, y'all, people gets colder
Most of us only care about money makin'
Selfishness got us followin' our wrong direction
Wrong information always shown by the media
Negative images is the main criteria
Infecting the young minds faster than bacteria
Kids wanna act like what they see in the cinema
Yo', whatever happened to the values of humanity
Whatever happened to the fairness in equality
Instead of spreading love we're spreading animosity
Lack of understanding, leading lives away from unity
That's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' under
That's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' down
There's no wonder why sometimes I'm feelin' under
Gotta keep my faith alive till love is found
Now ask yourself

Where is the love?
Where is the love?
Where is the love?
Where is the love?

Father, Father, Father help us
Send some guidance from above
'Cause people got me, got me questionin'
Where is the love?

Sing wit me y'all:
One world, one world (We only got)
One world, one world (That's all we got)
One world, one world
And something's wrong wit it (Yeah)
Something's wrong wit it (Yeah)
Something's wrong wit the wo-wo-world, yeah
We only got
(One world, one world)
That's all we got
(One world, one world)










*Hope you enjoyed. It's worth remembering. Later blog readers....

Let's Chat

It's been an extremely long week for me. The last normal week of classes at ASU, and preparation for finals kind of snuck up on me. Don't get me wrong, I'm soooooo ready to end this semester, but seriously where did the time go??? Of course I waited until the LAST minute to write a 12 page paper I have known about for oh, say, 3 months! lol It took me almost 2 full days to finish, but finish I did. It's a bunch of bull poop, but find me a paper on the Greek tragedies that isn't. ;)

The President spoke to the nation from West Point this week. It was no accident he chose to deliver the speech in front of our most promising young men, the cadets. I thought the cadets looked absolutely impressive. WoW, what a country we have to produce the kind of soldiers like that. I will say two things:
1. I thought it was a gross error on the President's part to give a time frame for withdrawal in 18 months. I am confused at to why his advisors (and him) would ever give the enemy any information. All they need to know is we're coming and won't leave until they do. I may be a girl, but even I know how to play the game of don't blink.
2. I thought about our men and women in the military (plus their families) and what it means to them. What I think I understand is most, if not all, active soldiers in the branches or the National Guard "get" that this is their job. It is what they serve for and are called upon to do. It is a duty and honor for them. We, regular civvies, may not understand this mentality but all of us need to respect it! (Hint Hint: Liberal media) And, if you think about it, you rarely see active military comment on news shows. They have opinions but their job is to follow the orders of the Commander-in-Chief. Some of the smartest people in the world keep their mouths shut, and their heads down.....our military.

That being said, I truly hope we take the fight all the way and finish the job because that's what our military would want to do. I feel that for sure. Next time you see a soldier, extend thanks and gratitude and if at all possible, pick up their tab. It's the least we can do.

On to a lighter topic: the BCS. Give me a BREAK!!! I can't even comment further because it could become ugly and I have too much respect for my readers. LOL But I did order tickets to see Arkansas play in the Liberty Bowl! It's going to be FUN....GO HOGS GO!!!!!!!!

Well, hope all have a wonderful week. I know I am going to enjoy mine simply because tomorrow night is my last night of grad school for the semester. Sweet Christmas break! Yes! Later blog readers......

Confessions are Good for the Soul

Sometimes you've just got to own up to your shortcomings. I'm not going to lie, I have quite a few. I am opinionated, quick tempered, and stubborn.

I often open my mouth to speak before others are actually ready for me to. Please don't ask me for my opinion unless you really, really want the truth. I tend to be a no-holds barred kind of girl. Say what you mean, mean what you say. I have hurt people's feelings without meaning to. My bluntness often lands me in hot water. My tone can be harsh, and although I'm only 5'1" I apparently "look" and "sound" much taller. For this I won't apologize. As a matter of fact, I rarely apologize. If I said it, I meant it and cannot/will not say I'm sorry for my true feelings. This is a hard pill to swallow for some. My advice to those: get a glass of water. ;)

I am quick-tempered. It doesn't take much to make me mad. My fuse is short, and I'm fully TNT. I would love to break things if I could, but that scares people so I usually refrain. ;) I do tend to think of my anger as justifiable. Usually, there is a specific reason or cause. If I'm mad, I don't act like I'm not. You will know if you made me mad. However, once I chew you out and you fold, all is well. ;)

I am as stubborn as a mule. I WILL figure it out even if it takes me the rest of my life! Hard-headed is the label my spouse prefers to use. It takes a LOT for me to back down. I am not entirely convinced this is a "bad" thing. Of course, my family would think otherwise. LOL

The only other flaw I will cop to is my tendency to be "green-eyed," as in jealous. This may surprise some, but when it comes to my hubby, don't even think about it....trust me on that one. Zero tolerance.

All that being said, I'm okay with myself. I'm not perfect. Sure I need to work on a few things, but who doesn't???? Why I wanted to share this I truly have NO idea. Maybe it's because so many of us spend too much time trying to change to fit other needs/expectations. That's okay if you WANT to change, but nobody has power over you BUT you....unless you give them that power. And if someone doesn't accept you for you, then maybe they're the ones who need changing.

I will hopefully blog by the end of the week AFTER my ridiculous final papers are complete. Nothing like waiting until the last minute. Later blog readers.......

Nothing Like Family

I have been in the deer woods since Monday. Let me begin by saying it will be my last visit for a LONG time. I shot what I thought was a doe, but in actuality was a button buck. If you read my blog, you know this is NOT something I would ever intentionally do. It really upset me. Mistakes are made often in the woods, but not by me. I was feeling pretty low. I came home yesterday in a funk and managed to remain in a funk until I talked to my daddy, hence the title of this blog post.

Dad asked me if anyone killed a deer. I copped to my mistake. And in his infinite words of wisdom he said, "Well, no big deal. Those are the best to eat and actually it's better to manage them because they will starve if you don't. It's OK. It happens." I know some people might argue with his logic, but I just don't. I felt soooo much better and even managed to eat deer steak, which I previously declared I would NOT do. And you know, he was right.

I am uploading pictures of my deer stand so you can see what the heck I'm talking about. It's more like 20 feet instead of 25, but hey, I'm STILL 5'1"!!

Today is Thanksgiving. I won't bore you with regular Thanksgiving espousals. We all know I am beyond thankful for my life, love,friends, and family. I'm going to give you five (although I could easily give 50) oft unmentioned things that totally earn my gratefulness: ;)
1. Newspapers: good for only one thing...packing breakables because they sure don't deliver fair, honest, and or balance news anymore.
2. Right Wing Religious Republican Conservatives: they keep me on my toes and remind me of my duties and responsibilites of vigilent citizenship.
3. Slow Drivers: they require me to practice my manners. i try not to curse, think bad thoughts, and/or use inappropriate hand gestures.
4. Bluetooth Headsets: reminds me that I'm NOT the only person who appears to be talking to herself! Of course, I don't own a bluetooth but whatever. ;)
5. Wal-Mart: YES, this deserves the #1 spot but I'm a tad stubborn. Without WallyWorld, I would have nothing and nothing to complain about. Gotta love/hate it.

Well,hope all have a wonderful Thanksgiving holiday! Eat, drink, be merry, AND reflect on your many blessings. Remember, there are many others who are not as fortunate. And please remember the families of the fallen soldiers this Thanksgiving and say a special prayer for them and those still serving. They deserve nothing less than our deepest gratitude. God Bless the USA!

Later blog readers.....

Tyler Parten Foundation**a serious blog post

During this season of giving, if you are looking for a worthwhile charity, please watch video and consider this one. Be thankful you are where you are because others are just not as lucky. Thanks, steph

NewsFlash

It has been brought to my attention that my blog is lacking in well, shall we say, bells and whistles. I am determined to "spice up" my page with pictures soon. However, it will not be this post because I haven't figured out exactly how I'm going to WOW ya! ;)

I finally finished all of my papers for school. I have never been so ready for a Thanksgiving break in all of my life. I want to read a really good book. I cannot believe with all of the reading I have been doing, it is still my first choice for fun. It is a trait I have managed to pass on to my daughter. She has purchased 10 books from the book fair in the past two days. AND she's multi-reading just like me. ;) Which means we usually read 2 or more books at a time.

I will end my post here. I know it's short, but I promise the next one will not disappoint. ;) Later blog readers.....

Cue Willie Nelson *WARNING extremely long rambling post

I did something I will NEVER do again this past week. NEVER. This weekend was opening gun season for deer and we always try to make it to camp for it. Lots of folks show up (total of 18 this weekend) so it's "busy." AD had been at camp getting it ready for us since Tuesday and decided we should come Friday. Well, at the last minute he wanted us to come Thursday. So, I say SURE without thinking it through. And because I am literally exhausted and gimped up (will get to that in a minute), I am going the crappy non-creative route for my blog. Please forgive me. ;)

THURSDAY: I leave the house at 730 and drive Blakely to school in Marianna. Throw her out of the car (JK, but almost) and head immediately to ASU in Jonesboro, a jaunty 1 1/2 hour drive north. Get there turn in 2 papers (took all of 25 minutes) and leave to go back to pick her up in Marianna before lunch. Drive 2 1/2 to Monticello to deer camp. Arrive and immediately get into hunting gear and head to my stand. It is now 330. Sit there until 530 to see absolutely NO deer.

Now, gun season didn't come in until Saturday so I am lugging my crossbow. And it is NOT light.

Blakely and I steal the camper bed so AD had to sleep on the couch. Bad girls, I know. Most people know that I am a morning person and my family is definitely NOT. I left them sleeping at 5 am to go back to my stand for Day 2 of bowhunting.

FRIDAY: If you read my blog, you know I'm not a big fan of the woods at night. Welll, I'm also not a big fan of them at dark before daylight. Creeps me out. It's sooooo quiet and eerie at first then you hear all sorts of scary noises. Did I mention my bow was heavy? Well, lugging it to my stand with my 400lbs of hunting clothes (because it was cold) AND my backpack with requisite oatmeal creme pies AND diet coke became a "tad" tedious. I swear if I didn't go to the gym regularly...I'd have NEVER made it. I get in the stand and sit there for 3 1/2 hours to see 1 freaky spider, 1 very angry red wasp that turned into very dead wasp, at least 500 squirrels, and 3 crows that looked suspiciously like Poe's Raven. Normally, the crows wouldn't bother me but I'm not gonna lie....it was Friday the 13th!!!! Kind of spoooookky. I normally would've stayed longer but that pretty much sealed it for me. I was very disappointed with no deer, but elated as well I had not had a coronary.

When got back to camp, AD decided to take me to the place he'd been working on for me. Now two guys that I know of had seen my new stand and they wouldn't even get in it. Too high they said. So, needless to say AD felt I probably wouldn't get in it either. Did you know that I also have a fear of heights???? OK. So, we trudge out and I see it. I'm thinking that's kind of high but I see all the deer tracks around the feeder and literally throw caution to the wind. I have on my 400lbs of clothes and my "supply" backpack. My crossbow is on the ground. I'll have to pull it up by a string once I get up there. I go right on over and climb straight up 25 feet (I'm 5'1") and plop my butt down. I don't know who's shocked more, me or AD. LOL He thinks I may not be able to pull the bow up because it's heavy. I'm like the freaking bionic woman because that baby came right on up. Yeah, replay the shock value. I am now sweating profusely. He leaves and I wait.

Ok, this is not so bad I keep telling myself. But in reality, I am about to freak out. I start thinking what if I'm like a cat that climbs a tree and gets stuck? How am I going to get down!?!? Mini-panic attack. What if I have a seizure or black out? What if those ravens come back and pick me off???? But then I hear footsteps. Deer footsteps. yeah, i'm okay now. Totally focused on bambi. In the span of 1 hour I see 6 deer. Of course, none are legal to shoot so I just enjoy the show.

Night falls. It's funny how things can go from good to bad in an instant. Watching deer frolic one minute, next minute thinking psycho killer is in the woods (think Texas chainsaw massacre) and he know just where I am. I text AD and tell him I'm ready. NORMALLY, I know he's not going to get in any hurry. But what'dya know....he's on his way. I think this freaked me out way more. He tells me to stay in the stand until he gets there, but of course I don't listen. It took me 4 tries to get my bow down on the string because I can't tie a knot and I kept getting tangled in the string. Good Lord, it's a wonder I made it down. But I do and I get my flashlight and stand real still against my tree and wait. I hear footsteps. Slow, deliberate, and extremely close to me. This is where I wish I'd never seen any horror movies because they were all running through my mind. I didn't even have a gun but a stupid crossbow. What would I do? Stab them with my arrow?!?!? An arrow is not much defense against a chainsaw. Seriously. The footsteps stop directly in front of me, no more than 10 yards. I turn my flashlight on because I think if I can shine it in the eyes of Leatherface it can buy me some time. LOL It's a doe! She's absolutely big and beautiful! She just stood there and looked at me. Well, actually the light but hey, give me my moment. It was soooo National Geographic. She did not move until she saw the Rhino (fancy 4wheeler) headlights. Wow. What an amazing creature. Totally worth the entire anxiety attack.

I end up on the couch tonight. But not until I sit by the fire and listen to a bunch of crap. That is pretty much a standard deer camp evening.

SATURDAY:

Gun Season!!

I wake up and it feels like I've been in a fight. My butt, back, legs, arms, and shoulders are super sore. Like you feel after lifting lots of weights. Apparently, I'm not doing enough at the gym.

I decide not to return to the high stand because AD is taking Blakely over to the other club. I would have to drive myself (in the dark), walk to the stand that I've only been to once (in the dark), AND climb the "mountain" (in the dark). My momma didn't raise no fool! I went with my family. LOL Of course, I didn't see anything but did get to read several disgruntled texts from AD and Blakely. They'd gotten into it in the stand because she refused to shoot the gun to kill a spike deer. Good grief. Good grief. I'm refereeing on a freakin' deer stand between my spouse and child. Both at a standoff. Both stubborn. It was ridiculous. We got off our stands extremely early and headed back to camp in lovely moods. I decide that afternoon I would take myself to the other stand just so I could get some peace.

Ended up having a guy go with me. Didn't know him but he was very nice. AD set it up because he knows I'm directionally challenged and nightfall would be kind of dicey for me. :) I manage to get right on back up there. Saw one button buck (illegal) and that's it. Nothing cool or scary. This guy wanted to leave before it got too dark which was fine by me so other than not killing a deer, it wasn't too bad.

I decide to stay by myself and not do the whole campfire thing. I'm tired and sore. My arms and legs feel like jelly. I have a headache and my allergies are acting up...plus the Matrix was on. ;)
You would've thought I'd not shown up for dinner with the Queen. AD says everybody wants to know where you are...I really doubt it and do not succumb to his peer pressure. ;)

Slept on couch AGAIN.

SUNDAY:

It's do or die time. I'm going home after morning hunt so I've got to get serious. Of course, my family stays in bed (as usual) and I take myself without ANY help to the "mountain" stand. It hurts to move my arms and legs. I think I may have atrophied my muscles. OK, maybe not but seriously I've pushed them to failure. That 25 foot climb is not looking so good to me. And it's pitch black dark. Of course it is just 520 in the a.m. I seriously am super proud of myself. I didn't panic at all this time. I walked in there expecting to see Leatherface but I was going to kick his butt today. All 527lbs of me. ;)
I climb and sit. Loaded my gun and waited. I could hear a deer but I couldn't see it yet because of the darkness. Gradually, it was getting lighter and I could make out a doe. She was a nice size but it wasn't light enough for me to take a shot. I swear she knew that because she sauntered right on off a little before dawn. Man! I wouldn't see another deer for 2 hours. A little button buck baby that reminded me of Norman the Calf off City Slickers. Too cute. And illegal. Although, even if it was legal I wouldn't have shot it. I have my standards ya know. That was it. After 5 hours on the stand, I'm ready to go home deerless. You can't kill 'em every time. I'm okay with that.

Well, that's my entire deer hunting saga. Lengthy and boring. But I feel better about sharing. ;) The best part of the whole weekend was spending time with my quarreling family (that's how we roll) and getting the best cardio/butt/thigh/shoulder/arm workout of my entire life!

Tomorrow it's back to reality. Two poetry explications and "Sir Gawain and the Green Knight." Oh joy unsurpassed. Hope all have a wonderful week. Later blog readers......

P.S.: I will NEVER drive from Marianna to JB to Marianna to Monticello EVER AGAIN. The End.;)

Great Quotes!

I ordered a card set from Sally Foster and totally forgot why, NOW I remember! Neat cards with awesome quotes that I must share. Feel free to pass them along. They made by blah day much brighter.

"Treasure the one who lightens the burden of anyone else."--Charles Dickens

"Your world is as big as you make it."--Georgia Douglas Johnson

"You are one of my nicest thoughts."--Georgia O'Keefe

"It's not what we have in our life, but who we have in our life that counts."--J. M. Laurence

"Dreams come a size too big so that you can grow into them."--Josie Bissett

"Everything great that is done in the world is done by hope."--Martin Luther King, Jr.

"I wish you all the joy that one can wish."--William Shakespeare

"Friends are the sunshine of life."--John Hay

"Believe! There are no limits but the sky."--Cervantes

A little trivia on the last quote. Cervantes authored "Don Quixote" and several everyday colloquialisms have been culled from his masterpiece. Of course, they have been arranged in modern speak to make sense. Here are a few:

"The sky's the limit."
"Thanks for nothing."
"Mum's the word."
"No love lost."
"Give the devil his due."

Pretty cool, huh? And even neater (and I thought of this one all on my own!), if you take the "i" and "x" out of Quixote, you are left with the word "QUOTE!!!" Way cool! I learned all of this from a New York Times Crossword Sunday puzzle by the way. ;)

Hope you enjoyed. Later blog readers.......

Schedule, Hospital, Road Rage, and Starbucks

For starters, I registered for the Spring semester and true to my word, I have piled it on. It will be tough, but I'm cool with that. I managed to whittle down the boring drive from 3 days to 2! Yes!!!

I took my mom to the hospital today for a test. Let me just say that hospitals are COLD. I get it...but seriously, it's cold enough to hang meat?!?! lol I managed to get a little schoolwork done, but saved a little time for some people watching. I really enjoy doing that. I promise I don't stare and freak them out (well, sometimes I do) but it is a fun way to pass the time. There are some very, very interesting peeps out there. Hospitals are prime environments to get a well-rounded, varied group to watch. I like to make up stories in my head about some I see. For instance, the little old guy who chatted up a much younger lady. Here's my story:

She reminded him of his daughter he hadn't seen or spoken to in years. As he watched her toy with her cell phone, he asked her aloud if her phone was a Blackberry? She answered yes. He was quite proud of himself just knowing the name of an actual cell phone. They struck up a cordial conversation that lasted until he was called back for his heart test. She was sad to see him go because he reminded her of her father whom she hadn't spoken with in years. This one simple act inspired them to call the ones they still loved and missed the most. Just think what might have happened if he'd never spoken up.

Well, there you have it. Sometimes the stories are funny, but most of the time I find them to be poignant. I'm weird, I know.

After TWO and a HALF HOURS, we finally get to leave the hospital. We are starving! Of course, it's Memphis and traffic is horrendous. I just really, really dislike inconsiderate drivers. If you are in the fast lane (that would be the left in case you didn't know!), go faster. If not, then please get the heck out of my way! I'm hungry, thirsty, hungry, AND need to potty!!! LOL I managed to make it Houston's on Poplar without a "serious" incident. Geez.

Speaking of Houston's, I had sashima salad. It was THE BOMB!! Oh, how I wish FC had restaurants that served stuff like Houston's. Yum-ola!

My mom has to have her afternoon coffee. Starbucks on the brain. She's a straight black coffee drinker too, but prefers milder blends. I am bold all the way! I was quite disappointed in the selection. It was rather weak but I must say did do the job. ;)

This week is coming to a close which means we are now only 2 weeks away from Thanksgiving. And speaking of Turkey Day, it really irritates me that we uber celebrate Halloween and Christmas, but totally skip Thanksgiving! Not cool. Not cool at ALL. Later blog readers.....

This and That

I'm just sitting here pondering. I am sooooo thankful I received the gift of a sense of humor from my family. Without it, I honestly think I could crack up..and I don't mean with laughter. I will expand on this statement in a bit. But for now.....

I am on the road a lot. I rarely listen to the radio. I like the quiet. I think. I compose poetry in my head, but never write it down. I notice (if daylight) the colors of the world around me. I am amazed I am living on earth and breathing air. I thank God for my blessings and pray for Him to show me (like point it out PLEASE or a burning bush or something I would notice! lol) my purpose in life. Sometimes I think I get it....other days I just don't have a clue. If I'm driving at night, I notice nothing because I don't have the best eyesight at night. So, I'm concentrating on just getting home without incident! Seriously. But I'm also quiet and reflective. Doesn't it just boggle your mind sometime to think of the sheer magnitude of our world and universe??? Right now someone is being born, dying, making war, making love, crying, laughing, sleeping, commiting a crime, making a decision, watching a movie, worrying, wondering, ....I could go on and on and on. Think of all the opportunities you have had, taken, and/or missed in your life. Wow. I am who I am because of those decisions. Is my life random? I would think not. No, I know it's not. And neither is anybody elses. Why can't we just live and let live? I don't mean the "stick your head in the sand" and make it go away. I mean trying to walk in someone elses shoes just to try to wrap your head around their life situation. An understanding. A compassion. To help, if wanted or forgive, if needed. Which brings me back to my humor....

If I didn't possess it, I would spend all of my time angry, depressed, or on an extended crying jag. There are times when my sense of humor is all that saved me from making a complete ass of myself. And yes, there have been many MANY times I failed to see the humor! I am a literal work in progress. I don't think I will ever achieve my goal, and I'm not sure I'm supposed to...maybe it's just all about the journey.

Well, hope I didn't depress you guys too much with this dramatic diatribe. If I did, well....hellooooo, just laugh it off! ;) Later blog readers.....

PS: If you are looking for a charity to donate to before the end of this tax year please consider the Tyler Parten Memorial Fund. It is fully tax deductible and is for a very worthy cause. If you don't know the story of Tyler, please read my September 2009 blog entry. Thanks.

1st Lt. Tyler Parten Memorial Fund
C/O ARCF
1400 W. Markham, Suite 206
Little Rock, AR 72201

First Things First

First of all, I would like to apologize for my epic failure in not blogging this week. It's been a very weird week. Because I am not feeling exactly "creative" today, I am going to break it down simply (much more for me, than you! lol)...this is not to insult your intelligence but to save mine! ;)

1. The Weather: OK. For those of us who live in Arkansas, ENOUGH rain ALREADY! It rained cats, dogs, elephants, tigers, *insert any animal, ALL week long. The drive to ASU is crappy enough without the torrential downpours. 10 inches in 24 hours?!?!? Seriously. That's mucho rain-o. I donned my muck boots and trudged (literally) across campus. I saw some people dressed up in high heel boots (my fave! but not in rain) and full hair/make-up. I'm like what the heck?!? I had no makeup, rain soaked hair, oversized sweatshirt with hoody, and of course my mucks. Nice. LOL However, I learned long ago not to question the Big Guy so I've just let a smile be my umbrella. My heart goes out to our farmers, though. It's been a tough few week and there's much still in the fields. I hope this coming week with all the glorious sunshine they can get all "in the dry" and salvage what's left. Also, my deep appreciation goes out to all the elementary teachers who have had to deal with indoor recess. Believe me, I do NOT envy your job. Which leads me to topic #2:

2. Lee Academy: I subbed on Wednesday. It was awful. Wednesday is my "work" day for all my school work. But, I did this as a favor for another teacher so she could take her little ones to the pumpkin patch (in Mississippi...where apparently it is much drier)....she teaches 7th-8th graders ALL day long. I don't care for this age group. Never have. No offense, they are wonderful children but I prefer 11-12th graders. I felt like an elementary school teacher. All day with the same kids makes Steph a grouchy lady...okay, more than grouchy lady! LOL I was worn slap out by 3pm and in NO mood for witty banter, or banter of any kind. I guess I am pretty well acclimated to not working a J-O-B now because this just stunk. It took me a couple of days to recover mentally and physically. I will not sub again until the Spring. I promised a pregnant teacher friend that I would sub 3 days/week for FOUR weeks during her maternity leave. What on EARTH was I thinking?!?!? LOL I pity the kids, the school, AND my family during that time! Good grief! Speaking of family leads me to topic #3:

3. Deer Woods: AD took me deer hunting this weekend. We weren't going to go because of all the water, but I acted petulant and he caved. He probably shouldn't have. We drove to Warren in rain (big surprise) and bought a Rhino ATV. Very cool. Then we drove back to Monticello to the motel because it was way too muddy to haul the camper. Got up at 5a Saturday and got on the stand. I fell asleep not once, twice, but THREE times. I felt narcoleptic. It could've been from all the carbs I ingested. I tend to eat, heck OVEReat, when deer hunting. I sat there for 4 hours and didn't see a darn thing. Quite unusual. But there was sooo much water around that a lot of the deer had not the chance to return yet. I got off the stand and we rode around refilling feeders and checking stuff out. If you know me and AD, you know we tend to bicker. It alarms some people, but it's just how we communicate (when we're actually talking). Well, both of us were just cranky and NOTHING was going well. So, I said I wanted to go back to my stand. Really anything just to get away from AD and of course, he was willing to put me back up there. So what does that tell ya? LOL So, we end up texting. What would we do without texting?!? Then things start moving. First in was a doe that I couldn't, see but she smelled me. They "blow" at you. And it will scare the bejesus out of you when you hear it. I bet I jumped out of my skin there for a sec. No sleeping for me now! It helps when you can see them because it doesn't surprise you. But when you don't....well, it's freaky. I calmed down and in they start coming. One fairly good sized doe. I needed her to get 30 yards or closer because that's my range with the crossbow. Hunting with a crossbow is way harder than gun hunting. You can't just take any shot. She wouldn't give me a clear shot so I watched her eat til her hearts content and leave. Then I see HIM. He's a pretty big bodied deer about 60 yards out. Comes right up to the feeded but he only has 1 horn and it's about a 6 inch spike. Not legal. OF COURSE he gives me all sorts of clear shots but I can't take them. AAARGH! Then a doe and her two babies show up. I can't shoot a momma with her babies. Sorry, I'm a momma. I know that I'm supposed to be able to do that, but I have my standards. That's one of them. So I watched them eat. It was getting close to sundown and it's hard for me to see in that kind of light. I was done for the day...no deer. But that's OK.

I text AD and he SAYS he's on his way. Now, if you've read my blog for a while you know my "issues" with nighttime and the woods. NOT COOL. I'm sitting up there in the stand because you couldn't pry me down if you tried! Not in the dark. Unh-unh...no way. I don't hear the 4 wheeler. 5 minutes...no sound. 10 minutes....no sound. Did I mention that it was Halloween? Creepy crap starts happening, either for real or in my mind, who cares. I can't see, but oh can I hear. Bumps, clumps, flutterings.....and all I've got is this stupid crossbow. If I had my gun, well I'd feel a "little" better...oh, who am I kidding....I'd still FREAK OUT. So, I did. I text an angry message and hear the 4 wheeler. Sometimes I think he's just sitting there waiting on me to do that because he's thinking he'll "MAKE" me get used to the dark woods. He hasn't been able to make me do anything in 13 years so this "experiment" is wearing thin, not to mention it is futile. lol We fall right back into bickering and all is right with the world. I decided not to deer hunt today because I need to work on some graduate stuff. Of course, I am now proscratinating by blogging but whatever. ;)

4. The only thing I brought home from the hunt is about 2 extra pounds of flesh (mine) and fried pies from Ray's. Aahhhh, the joys of fried pies.

It's going to be a very busy week for me. Hopefully, this sunshine will stay. I must get to work on my annotated bibliography. Have a wonderful week blog readers! Later.....

NOTE: Obama participated in the solemn occasion of bringing 15 of our boys back home in body bags from Afghanistan this week. This was no doubt a difficult task to look into the faces of their families. He is still pondering whether to send all the troops asked for or some of them. I hear no talks of pulling them all out anymore. Remember his campaign promise? I do. Just goes to show you that he's no different. And that's exactly what people need to understand. God help us.

Rambling Rose Here

I have had quite an eventful week.


Monday night I was pleasantly surprised. I don't have a B in that class..I have an A! Oh yeah! I just hope I keep it up. I will be meeting with my advisor this Monday to plot out my next semester. I'm going to pile it on, buckle down, and get this crap over with. I enjoy the whole "learning" process, but as you should already know....patience is NOT my strong suit. I am ready to go back to work. There I said it.


Tuesday in my folklore class, the professor asked if he could keep my family folklore paper for future use/reference. Are you kidding me?!? This paper is half truth/half b.s. and I don't have the heart to tell him the b.s. parts. So, I said sure! I keep digging myself a deeper and deeper hole in that class. But in my defense, he encouraged creative license which is the mark of an accomplished raconteur! That would be me. Look it up if you don't know that word. I like saying it. LOL

Wednesday, Blakely was out of school for parent/teacher conference. We went to Memphis with my Mom and had a pretty good time, save the little hormonal meltdowns between THREE females all in different stages of life. I will spare you the gory details. I did manage to make it to the bookstore and bought a really interesting book. It's "A Woman Among Warlords," and is an autobiographical sketch of an Afghani woman activist. It is very thought provoking. She gives a starkly brutally honest opinion of the U.S. and previous foreign occupants. You know how I struggle with our war in Afghanistan so I absolutely devour anything written on the topic. I am still unsure of the information, but I will say that one statement in particular really stuck with me: "You cannot liberate a country for its people. The people must do this for themselves." This is a profoundly keen observation that reminds me of how our very own ancestors fought for OUR freedom. If someone had come in and done it for us, would we really be free? Very thought provoking. I am pondering letters to my Congressmen or something to express my frustration. Whatever I decide will not alter my 100% support of our troops. I will always be on their side no matter.

Thursday of course it was raining. I mean why wouldn't it be?!?!?!? Good grief! I didn't do much except for school so I'll just skip on over to Friday!

Friday was AWESOME!!! I got a very special dinner invitation from a friend (LBJ) to her parents (LP & LY). I truly looked forward to this all week mainly because I knew in advance what we would be eating! LOL Not to mention the company of course. ;) Cheese soufflé, asparagus, fruit salad, homemade bread, and for dessert.....Chocolate soufflé!!!! Yum-ola! I had such a good time. I loved the literary conversations interspersed with Facebook gossip! I can hardly wait for my next dinner invite (hint hint!). Also, LBJ got to meet my wonderful husband and Clifford. Honestly, she just wanted to meet Cliff but managed to impress my spouse with her aviation questions. That pretty much does it for him. ;) We talked and talked (well, they did because I get bored easily). The best part was just visiting with friends. Nothing in the world beats spending time with friends and family. Nothing. I stayed up well past my bedtime. It was almost TWO in the MORNING before I hit the sheets. Not very smart of me because Saturday would be exhausting. Why? Well..........

Because I took Blakely to see Miley Cyrus in concert in Little Rock! It was her very first concert and she was pumped!!! She took her friend and her friends mom plus one other little girl. It was a Party in the USA! LOL We sat 14th row on the floor and stood up pretty much the whole time. Of course this was after we dropped about 100 bucks on t-shirts and concert memorabilia. That Miley is another Olsen Twin minus the twin! LOL I must say it was a really good concert. I enjoyed it and so did the girls. Not bad for a first concert. And I had my standard three inch heel sensible boots on. Needless to say, I could be crippled. Price ya pay for looking fabulous! LOL Didn't get home until well past midnight so this old broad stayed up late a record two nights in a row. Stop the madness!

On a side note, my first concert was VanHalen Diver Down tour. I just don't get how people complain that Miley Cyrus is racy and no longer Hannah Montana. Helllooooo people...we grew up with David Lee Roth, Prince, AND Madonna. Cut the kid some slack. Our musical idols were wayyyyy raunchier. Man! But they did rock. LOL

Today, I did get up for church then took a 2 hour power nap. Not so much power because in about 1 hour, I will be back to bed. Sorry, but that's how I roll.

Hope all have a wonderful week. I will blog so check back. Later.......

Okey Dokey Then

Well, obviously I never made it to the deer woods. Crap. I'll just have to wait until Halloween. Patience has NEVER been one of my strong suits, but I'm getting better at it. lol

Let's chat about the Florida/Arkansas game. Now going into this game, I thought we would hold our own, but I honestly didn't think we could win it. Not because we weren't good enough, but because they were playing at home. I also didn't think it would be close. I thought at best a touchdown would separate us. Man, glad I didn't bet on that game! We played AWESOME! Florida has quite a few weak spots and deserves to lose their #1 rating to Alabama. I will unabashedly admit I love Tim Tebow. I think he is a good qb, but an even better young man. And he's easy on the eyes. ;) BUT if Florida is as good as they say, then they should NOT have to rely on Tim to win the game. That surprised me. Deep down Florida knows we beat them. I'm not even going to start on the absolutely ridiculous penalties called by the refs on the Hogs. I am home alone, so I could spike my blood pressure, have a cardiac, and die. That's why I'm going to drop the ref talk.

Now for the balloon boy. Are you kidding me?!?! How sad for the little feller. After I saw his dad, I called it. Actually, I figured his big brother had as much to do with it. What people will do for their fifteen minutes of fame never ceases to amaze me. Geez Louise.

I am beyond proud of my baby. She sang at church today and brought tears to my eyes. What a sweet, sweet voice. I have NO idea where she gets it because neither ad nor I can sing well. But she can sing. Loved it! Love her! ;) And two thumbs up to all of our youth. We have a wonderfully talented youth group with absolutely awesome leaders! Blessings abound at FUMC!

This week it's back to the grind. I will be finishing up a couple of projects for grad class and reading a whole bunch as usual. I am so ready for this semester to be behind me. I have A's in 2 classes, but a low B in another. That low B has GOT to come UP. It bothers me.

I hope everyone is enjoying this fall weather as much as I am. I am sure it will turn back hot during Halloween. Always does. LOL Later blog readers......

Bunch of Stuff

I am feeling the need to blog. This may turn out to be complete crap, but bear with me. LOL

I am the commissioner of a Fantasy Football league on yahoo. Let me just say that my team looked pretty good in week one, and has now progressed to the toilet. Injuries and crap offenses are KILLING me. But I am still having such a great time doing it that I really don't care! I love all the guys/gals in my league. If you know me, you know I'm a huge fan of the Buffalo Bills. I am BEYOND disappointed in their use/lack of use of T.O. Why on earth would you shell out money and NOT utilize this player? But it's the Bills so I don't bother questioning. LOL We suck. ;)

My grad class this week reminded me of why it's called grad school. Man, she has piled on the work! I like it, though. Wow. Weird, huh?

Yesterday I had my mid-term in Folklore. It was a booger. After the test I informed the professor that I would not be in class on Thursday. My other class was cancelled and I don't really want to drive to JB for one class if I don't have to. So, he asks me why I wouldn't be there? I'm a GROWN woman. Are you kidding me?!?!? But I play along. I tell the truth. I tell him I'm going deer hunting. He replies, and I kid you not, "you have a doctor's appointment?" What the heck?!?!? So, I just say ooookkkaaayyy. And then he tells me to just bring an excuse from the doctor. Are you freaking kidding me?!?!? I have not missed ONE class, I paid for my school WITHOUT financial aid, and I've got to bring a NOTE from my doctor EXCUSING me from class?!?!? ROFL This just cracks me up! Did I get mad? Nah, I just figure I'm so young looking that he obviously is confused. LOL I mean apparently he is a tad confused or deaf....?!?!?!

Now, normally I would've repeated my deer excuse but it just so happens that I did have a doctor's appointment. Of course it's on the wrong day (it was today), but whatever. I have a knee "issue" that has been bothering me for a couple of weeks. I won't go into the details but let's just say.....it HURTS. X-ray shows no bone damage and my doctor (who I just really like a LOT...Dr. Brandy D) is leaning more toward tendon issue. Soooo, I am taking steroids that will either
a. pump me up like Hans and Frans
b. make me insane, think roid rage
c. cure me of all my little bone pings/pains or
d. do nothing and cause me to have to endure an MRI
I am going to pick C, although I'm almost even money on D. My luck, it'll be A AND B. LOL

If you read my blog at all, you know I am struggling with our presence in Afghanistan. I watched an absolutely fascinating 6 part documentary on msnbc entitle "Tip of the Spear" by Robert Engels. If you have the chance or time, please google and watch. It really is well done, and seemingly void of propaganda. Just the facts.

Well, hopefully the next time I blog I will be a happy hunter. I love the woods and can hardly wait. Later readers..........

Lit, Cold, and Seriously?

First things first, as much as I really don't like to admit, I am SICK and TIRED of reading literature. I bet I've read a gazillion stories in this past week. Mind numbing. "The Odyssey" is actually better than I remember, but I still don't care about it. LOL "The Glass Menagerie", "Death of a Salesman", and "Proof" about pushed me over the edge. If you know me at all, you know the ending of any work matters big time to me. If I don't like the ending, and I've taken time to read the whole freakin' book, let's just say....I will not be a happy camper. Those three afore mentioned pretty much make me an UNhappy camper. I won't spoil it for ya just in case ya want to run right out and read them, though. LOL That being said, I am learning a LOT. Whoever says you can't teach an old dog new tricks, obviously never met me. ;)

Also, along school lines, I was horrified (and proud) on Tuesday in my Folklore class. As the instructor was calling roll (YES, they actually do that in college now...wth), he got to my name and paused. Then he asked me quite ominously, if he could see me for a second out of class. Of course I said yes, I mean what else would I say?!?!? He then took me outside the classroom and asked me if he could read my paper, I had just handed in, aloud to the whole class? ROFL I'm thinking now I made an A for sure! I'm not gonna lie, I was feeling pretty darn good about myself. Then he handed out a study guide for the mid-term and pretty much destroyed all of that "good" I had going for me. LOL

Now for the weather. I am freezing to death. OK, maybe not death but I'm really cold. I NEVER get sick so I'm hoping it's just a fluke. This is the time I would prefer being in the deer woods. But we have the youth church program next Sunday, and the next weekend is the Miley Cyrus concert! In case I failed to mention, I scored 14th row floor seats! Oh yeah, I'm the coolest momma in the whole world next weekend even if it's for ONE night only! LOL After next weekend, you will find me in the deer woods. ;)

The Hogs dominated Auburn today!!!! GO HOGS! I love Coach Petrino! Of course, I also love Frank Broyles. Go figure. LOL

My last entry has to do with this absolutely ridiculous commentary concerning Obama winning the Nobel Peace Prize. Are you seriously telling me with ALL the stuff going on we are going to focus on that?!?! I don't give a rat's behind who won the Peace Prize, but I do know this.....if I ever won it and somebody thought I shouldn't accept it or actually give it back, I'd tell them to get over it....it's the freakin' Nobel Peace Prize!!! Who in their right mind wouldn't accept it if offered?!!?? Geez Louise. Get a life people.

Okay, that's it. Have a wonderful weekend! Later blog readers......

Questions

My heart is heavy this morning. Last night before I went to bed, I watched a special on the National Geographic Channel. They followed around a group of Green Berets in Afghanistan. They showed what these guys do on a daily basis. It ended with conflict. They were supposed to camp on a hilltop but their bomb dogs picked up IED's (explosives) so they did a sweep and blew up 7. They thought that was all. The first hummer made it up and the part of the camera crew filmed the others behind them. All of the sudden there was a deafening explosion. 4 of their guys just tripped off an IED. They were on fire in the vehicle. They immediately (without a thought or care for themselves) went to their aid. The driver was killed on impact. They dragged the others out. One was on fire and burned over 90% of their body....he would die later. The guy that rescued him came away with severe burns on his forearms. The other two were scarred but would live. It was a real look into the lives of real soldiers. They even carried you through their grief process which honestly, had to be quick because they had to get back on duty. The sight of grown men crying over a flag draped coffin in their fatigues is an image that will stick with me forever.

I have watched these types of programs before but honestly, ever since the death of Tyler Parten, I really seem to respond with heavier emotions. These men are true heros. I mean they are amazing Americans. And the bravest, kindest, smartest, best, and brightest we have to offer. Fighting in a strange land, for what? I know they know and I support them 100%, but I cannot support this war. I realize they are just doing their jobs and they get paid, but the price they/we are paying is way too high. The soldier that died immediately happened to CHOOSE to become an American citizen (he wasn't born here) and was 1 credit away from obtaining his law degree but after 9/11 he enlisted. He left behind a wife and two small children. I refuse to believe any of the deaths in Afghanistan are in vain, but I also refuse to believe that we HAVE to stay there. Something's got to give.

I cannot imagine doing their jobs...EVER. Heck, I couldn't do them. Amazingly brave. Period. So today, just whenever you have the chance, say a prayer for our troops in Afghanistan. I know God listens. And add a request to find a way to bring them all home safely to their families. Thanks.

Later blog readers.

What in the World?!?!?

What in the world has gotten into me?!? I'm the whirling dhirvish of de-cluttering. I have cleaned out every drawer, closet, and cabinet!!! I feel the need to organize for some strange reason. Weird. I'm thought the feeling would go away, but it's like once I got started it's ON. I'm only pausing to blog before I head right back into "tweaking" what I've already done. LOL

I have a pretty full weekend. I have one baby shower today and one I'm helping give tomorrow. I am soooooo glad I'm not the one having the baby. LOL Although, as my fave pg lady (hcv) so lovingly asked yesterday if I was "nesting" like her! HaHa...NOT. I do like seeing all the cool baby stuff though, but I have NEVER felt the baby fever. One is my lucky number thank you very much. ;)

AD is flying around for fun today. I'm so glad season is winding down so we can start hanging out as a family. I'm ready to take some major trips. BUT not before I deer hunt. I don't think I'll be able to get in the woods for at least a couple of more weeks. Bummer.

Can you believe it's October already?!!?! Man, time sure flies when you are having fun ;)

I know this is a short blog, but I'm busy people! jk Enjoy this wonder weather! Later blog readers......

To My Naysayers

It has been brought to my attention that my persistently positive personality might be hard for some to take. And to those who feel this way, I am truly sorry. I am going to clear up a few misconceptions about my personality. Here it goes!

I have my bad moments too. Notice I say moments, not days. I argue with my spouse, I yell at my kid, I curse aloud, and I get in a "mood". I get irritated easily. That being said, I don't dwell or stay that way. What's the point? Being human doesn't mean you have to be wallowing in self-pity or self-destruction ALL the time.

I have had several bad things happen to me in my lifetime. I have made huge mistakes and lost plenty. I have missed opportunities and walked down the "dark" path. All of these life experiences have made me who I am today. And I am not stupid enough to not pick up on the notion that I might not be everyone's cup of tea. Being an adult affords me the understanding that everybody is not going to "like" me and that's OK. Life is hard enough as it is without petty drama.

I am around pessimists all the time. The energy it takes for someone to find fault in every little thing must be exhausting. I've been there, done that, and bought the t-shirt. What changed me? I cannot pinpoint one thing and don't care to. I think it's a combination of my life experiences and my sheer will to be just stubborn enough to overcome it all. Once you start looking for the positives in situations, I promise you will find them. Even in the most direst of occasions, you can locate one positive. It may not be what you expected, but there truly are silver linings in every cloud. The key is your attitude. That is soooooo cliché but it's just the fact.

Religion (not organized) plays a huge part in my thought process. I find comfort in knowing and understanding all the I have been given and my role in it. I still struggle with finding my purpose on this Earth, and honestly, probably always will. And that's OK too. I'm where I'm supposed to be right now.

It's not that I have the key to the good life. I have many downs. I struggle like everybody else but I truly try everyday to find that silver lining in even the darkest cloud. It is a gift that I realize may be quite annoying to a lot of folks. Especially when they are not in the silver mining mood. I recognize that I have been blessed and try to make the most what is given.

Am I perfect? Far from it. Ask anybody in my family who the spoiled, stubborn brat is and I'll bet ya loads of money their answer will be ME. And that's OK. ;) Do I live a charmed life? Definitely not. Do I have more than most? Depends on what most you're talking about. Am I grateful for EVERYthing (even the bad stuff)? Beyond words YES.

I just wish sometimes that everyone would stop, get still, and listen to their inner voice. And try to handle in the most positive way you can muster whatever life throws your way. And know that you are never alone. Everybody, including me for sure, has bad "moments". Just try to keep them moments NOT days, weeks, months, or even years.

Thanks for listening. Later blog readers........