January 27, 2006
From Mom:
Have you ever been guilty of looking at others your own age and
thinking, "Surely I can't look that old!" Well, you are gonna love this
one. She was hit w/a curve ball. Read on.....
I was sitting in the waiting room for my first appointment with a new
dentist when I noticed his diploma hanging on the wall. It bore his
full name and I suddenly remembered a tall, handsome dark-haired boy
with the same name. He had been in my high school class some 40-odd
years before and I wondered if he could be the same guy I had a secret
crush on way back then??
When I got into the treatment room I quickly discarded any such
thought. This balding gray-haired man with the deeply lined face was
much too old to have been my secret crush... or was he???
After he examined my teeth I asked if he had attended Morgan Park High
School.
"Yes, I did. I'm a Mustang!" He said, gleaming with pride.
"When did you graduate?" I asked.
"1959. Why do you ask?" He answered.
"Well, you were in my class!" I exclaimed.
Then that ugly, old wrinkled son of a bitch asked, "What did YOU TEACH
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MEDICARE AT ITS BEST!
The phone rings and the lady of the house answers, "Hello".
"Mrs. Ward, please."
"Speaking."
"Mrs. Ward, this is Doctor Jones at the Medical Testing Laboratory. When
your doctor sent your husband's biopsy to the lab yesterday, a biopsy
from another Mr. Ward arrived as well, and we are now uncertain
which one is your husband's. Frankly the results are either bad or
terrible."
"What do you mean?" Mrs. Ward asks nervously.
"Well, one of the specimens tested positive for Alzheimer's and the
other one tested positive for AIDS. We can't tell which is your
husband's."
"That's dreadful! Can't you do the test again?" questioned Mrs. Ward.
"Normall y we can, but Medicare will only pay for these expensive tests
one time."
"Well, what am I supposed to do now?"
"The people at Medicare recommend that you drop your husband off
somewhere in the middle of town. If he finds his way home, don't sleep
with him."
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An old man was sitting on a bench at the mall.
A teenager walked up to the bench and sat down.
He had spiked hair in all different colors:
green,red,orange,blue,and yellow.
The old man just stared.
Every time the teenager looked, the old man was staring at him.
The teenager finally said sarcastically,
"What's the matter old timer, never done anything wild in your life?"
Without batting an eye, the old man replied,
"Got drunk once and had sex with a peacock...........
I was just wondering if you were my son."
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Mom and Dad:
An old married couple no sooner hit the pillows when the
old man passes gas and says, "Seven Points." His wife rolls over and says, "What in the world was that?" The old man replied, "It's fart football." A few minutes later his wife lets one go and says
"Touchdown,tie score." After about five minutes the old man lets another one go and says, "Aha. I'm ahead 14 to 7." Not to be outdone the wife rips out another one and says, "Touchdown, tie score." Five seconds go by and she lets out a little squeaker and says, "Field goal, I lead 17 to 14" Now the pressure is on the old man. He refuses to get beaten by a woman, so he strains real hard. Since defeat is totally unacceptable, he gives it everything he's got, and accidentally poops in the bed. The wife says, "What the hell was that?" The old man says, "Half time, switch sides."
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He said . . ..... Shall we try swapping positions tonight?
She said . That's a good idea - you stand by the ironing board while I sit
on the sofa and fart!
He said . . Why is it difficult to find men who are sensitive, caring and
Good- looking?
She said . . . They already have boyfriends.
He said . .. . Why are married women heavier than single women?
She said . . . Single women come home, see what's in the fridge and go to
bed. Married women come home, see what's in bed and go to the fridge.
He said . ... What have you been doing with all the grocery money I gave you?
She said . .....Turn sideways and look in the mirror!
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CHINESE PROVERBS
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Man who run in front of car get tired.
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Man who run behind car get exhausted.
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Man who walk through airport turnstile sideways going to Bangkok
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Man with one chopstick go hungry.
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Man who scratch ass should not bite fingernails.
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Man who eat many prunes get good run for money.
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Baseball is wrong: man with four balls cannot walk.
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Panties not best thing on earth! But next to best thing on earth.
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War does not determine who is right, war determine who is left.
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Wife who put husband in doghouse soon find him in cat house.
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Man who fight with wife all day get no piece at night.
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It take many nails to build crib, but one screw to fill it.
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Man who drive like hell, bound to get there.
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Man who stand on toilet is high on pot.
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Man who live in glass house should change clothes in basement.
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Man who fish in other man's well often catch crabs.
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Man who fart in church sit in own pew.
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Crowded elevator smell different to midget.
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Gota love the old people ...this one will crack you up
A postal worker was sorting mail a week before
Christmas when he came across a letter addressed
to God. Since it would be destroyed he decided to
open the letter and read it.
Dear God,
I am an 83 year old widow, living on a very small pension. Yesterday
someone stole my purse. It had $100 in it, which was all the money I had
until my next pension check. Next Sunday is Christmas, and I had invited
two of my friends over for dinner.
Without that money, I have nothing to buy food with. I have no family to
turn to, and you are my only hope. Can you please help me?
Sincerely,
Edna
The postal worker was touched. He showed the letter to all the other
workers. Each one dug into his or her wallet and came up with a few
dollars. By the time he made the rounds, he had collected $96, which
they put into an envelope and sent to the woman. The rest of the day,
all the workers felt a warm glow thinking of Edna and the dinner she
would be able to share with her friends.
Christmas came and went. A few days later,another letter came from the
old lady to God. All the workers gathered around while the letter was
opened, It read.
Dear God,
How can I ever thank you enough for what you did for me? Because of your
gift of love, I was able to fix a glorious dinner for my friends. We had
a very nice day and I told my friends of your wonderful gift. By the
way, there was $4 missing. I think it must have been those thieving
bastards at the Post Office.
Sincerely,
Edna
For You.
Like this Quarterhorse?
Step right up! Place your bets! *laughs* Hey! He could win!
January 26, 2006
Why They Like it Here So Much...
Joel's car is the little jeep, and Mallory's is the big truck. Somehow, this fight broke out over Joel's truck, Mik had Mal's truck.. Mallory began beating up Joel and Mikyla and.. well.. Joel ended up with the big truck for a while.. he learned how to change gears. Eye-yi-yi...
Joel In The Big Truck (3.44 MB's)
Mallory Thumping On Joel (1.54 MB's)
Mallory Thumping on Mikyla (1.71 MB's)
This little "fight" started out as play but then Mallory started getting too rough. She has a temper and we have to watch her like a hawk..
Mikyla Trying to Be 'Bad' After Mallory Thumped Around on Her (1.86 MB's)
Mal Going to Kick Butt (4.06 MB's)
January 25, 2006
Jana's Son, Sean
Is having Pre-op at 2 today - he's had an accident and needs surgery on his hand. Please remember him in your prayers, everyone!
Acey, My Girl..
Acey enjoys putting on the girl's shoes, and my 'make ups', and frilly things.. he likes to play with baby dolls..barbie dolls.. and I let him. I don't sit here saying.. Acey wouldn't you like to dress up like a girl today?.. but when he wants to, I do let him..
*laughs*
He's too little to think it's wierd.. he's just a kid having fun. So no wise cracks anyone!
January 24, 2006
Dance Kittens At Union College Tonight
Dance Kittens at Union College - January 24, 2006 (20.86MB's)
Union College Cheerleaders (3.62MB's)
Happy 17th Birthday, Amanda!
I know your birthday was yesterday but I didn't get on the computer to leave you a happy birthday here, so here it is, a day late, but it wasn't forgotten!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, OLD WOMAN!!
hehe
It's Time...
...to wake Mik up for school, if they have school today. I've not yet listened to the radio. Bonnie is coming for coffee this morning when she gets off, so I need to get off here and go put on a pot.
Have a great day everyone, I love ya! Above all, BE SAFE!
Mallory
Her tests were all back and the report was wonderful. The doctor saw nothing to indicate that she should ever have another seizure - in fact said that he truly doubted she ever would. He said that some children do that - the fever spikes, causes a once in a lifetime seizure, drops and then never happens again. So once again, thank God.
This year seems like it's not been too good, but when you consider how much worse things could be, I think you have to agree, so far, it's been a wonderful year and I'm greatful for every blessing we've recieved.
I had to laugh last night - Mallory cracked me up. She spent the afternoon and most of the evening with Mom, and she just insisted that she wanted to spend the night there too.. but then when Mikyla called to tell her good night last night, Mallory changed her mind. Mom insisted that it was because Mikyla called..and maybe it was.. but when I asked Mallory why she changed her mind, she said, "Granny's stove cleans itself - I want to come to your house where your stove doesn't do that."
Mom said earlier that she had put her oven on self clean, and it was popping and cracking, and Mallory had asked her what that noise was in her kitchen.. lol.. mom said oh it's just my stove cleaning itself.
I could just imagine what Mal saw in her mind's eye - Mom's stove sprouting big long iron arms and hands, iron elbows bending to let massive hands scrub every inch of the stove.. she was probably too scared to go peek - knowing Mallory she probably expected it to come get her and clean her next.
*laughs*
That kid is too funny!
Dad & Lisa
First of all, they're fine.. sore this morning, I'm sure, but otherwise fine. They had an accident in the truck yesterday morning while they were on their way to work. I've not seen the pictures of the truck yet, but from what they said the truck is totaled. This kind of accident can be deadly, so I'm looking at it as a lucky thing - God was with them because another foot out into the highway and I'm certain one or both of them would have seriously hurt or worse.
They were crossing 25 E, at the intersection when someone ran the red light and hit dad's front left fender. He was going about 65, so if he'd hit dad's door, I don't even want to think about that.
They said a car was stopped in the slow lane, but this black truck came from the passing lane, and it was black, it was dark and raining, and dad didn't see it coming until it was right on them. Just thankfully he takes that turn slowly and he wasn't in the right spot for them to be badly hurt. The other driver wasn't hurt at all, and after giving a report he was able to drive his truck away.
Shannon happened by on her way to take Ashley to school.. saw the wreck and stopped.. got dad into her van and took him to the hospital.. the ambulance took Lisa, because she had bumped her head.. better safe than sorry - and after they were checked out, dad was fine, lisa had a concussion, but both were released and went on in to work.. a little late, but safe and thank God for it.
Thanks Shannon for looking after Dad, you're wonderful!
A Poem From Shelly
awwww thank you, Shelly that was so sweet of you!!! I'll keep it forever!
we're just little but our hearts are filled so full of love, ya see god gave us a gift from above
we have a grandmother who lives her life for us each day, no matter what may come her way
she greets us in the morning with a kiss and a smile, even thou we're little you know a child
we know the love she has for us without a doubt, no matter if we're laughing or even a pout
she is our life, our protector, our every day. she knows what to do and always what to say
her arms wrap around us like no one else can, she is so precious she is so grand
sometimes we dont show her what she is to us, we hope she knows 100% in her we trust
one day we'll be older, but the love the same, we hope we never put her to shame
the day may come when we have to take care of her, but we know there is one thing for sure
we've been taught by the best, we'll know what to do, we've learned it all from you
you showed us love, trust, and comfort, you would never do anything to make us hurt
how can we thank you? all we know, is to always be there and as we grow
love you unconditionally, forever for life, thru good times and struggles and strife
we are so lucky, why because we have you, i hope other kids are lucky too
some say mamaw, grandma and granny, but we have the very best.........
WE CALL HER MAMMIE!!!!!!!!!
January 22, 2006
Sand Art
This isn't the sculptures on the beach, it's art from sand, done on a glass table... just give it a watch, it's so neat!
If you want to see more Videos like this one, go to Sand Fantasy
Thanks for the link, Jana!
Coveting The Toy Can
For years, Mom has collected those little toys that come in kid's meal bags. Nick, Me, Lisa, Sarah, all of us have donated to the big box that Mom keeps in her room. Over time, one box filled and she started on another.. and another..and she ended up having a ton of those things.
When Mik started taking allergy shots, she decided that the 'suffering' was worth at least a trip to Walmart for a small toy. She hit up Granny for this so called 'suffering' toy.. having phoned her one day to describe how horrible it was to have a shot in the back of each of her tender arms... how painful, how great her suffering was.. how she didn't think she could bear them.. unless there was to be some kind of compensation.
After months of suffering toys.. Mallory remembered them when she had to go have her eeg last week. She had me dial Mom, and once she had her on the line, I eavesdropped.
"Granny, do you think I need a toy, I do because I suffered. I suffered even more than Mikyla suffers."
Mom agreed, yes, Mallory most certainly did need a toy for all that suffering... she went and got Mal some candy, and a stuffed animal, but then she decided it was time Mallory had some of the kid's meal toys.
Mikyla had already recieved one of those popcorn can filled with them for her suffering, back in the summer. So she got a popcorn can and filled it with the kid's meal toys for Mallory.. and brought it here to her the other day.. it tickled Mal to death. She keeps it over in the corner of the den, and plays with the contents every day and after she's finished, she carefully puts them back into the can, and pushes it back into the safety of the corner.
Tonight we had Maegan lying on the afghan, and over in the corner, where she could see them, Mikyla and Mallory were playing with the popcorn can toys. Mallory had stacked several of them on the top of the can, and Maegan could see them from where she was laying. In a space of 30 minutes, it took her that long...she inch-wormed her way on her back over to that can. She had her sights on those toys. She made it too.. but a second after she reached out and touched the can, Mallory spotted her and quickly picked up her can, and moved it out of Maegan's reach.
*laughs*
After watching Maegan work so hard to get to it, and have it taken away so cruelly, Mom decided that while Maegan hadn't really 'suffered' - it was time she had her own can of toys too. She gave her a Folger's Plastic Coffee can of little stuffed toys out of the kid's meal collection. Maegan had a ball with them too. Thanks Mom!
These videos should load quickly for you, they're very small!
Earlier, Sarah came in with one of those big Hershey kisses for Maegan.. boy she sure enjoyed that!
The girls went home tonight - they wanted to go to church with their Mommy & Daddy in the morning. They'll be back tomorrow though - Sarah has to work again.
It's been a pretty nice day.. it rained a cold misty rain off and on all day, insuring that all we did was lay around, eat, watch tv, play and nap. I love days like this one. :)
January 21, 2006
Good Luck, Miss Kentucky!
Tomorrow night, CMT will air the Miss America Beauty Pageant.. Tune in everyone, and wish her well!
Whale In the River Thames
It was on the msnbc news channel today, but I can't find a link to it on their web page.. a whale has found its way into the river Thames and they said that since written records first began this has never been reported as having happened before. The news cameras showed pictures, and it's an honest to goodness whale, about 3 tons, 20 feet or longer. How crazy is that!
My Sister, My Friend...
Lisa is something else. I don't write about her much.. just mostly her cooking, going to her house once in a while for a movie. Since she's gone to work we don't really do too much together, but we do keep up almost daily.. talking by phone, or visits to each other's houses.
She does the funniest things sometimes.. One day I'm going to have to sit and put some of them here. She's unbelievable in that she does the things she does so innocently, with the best of intentions and what happens couldn't be bested by the great Lucille Ball, herself.
The past couple of weekends though, she's been scarce around here.. because she's taken a part time job on weekends looking after an elderly couple. Sarah works for them during the week, and got Lisa into this on weekends so she could have some time off.
This is the first time she's ever tried doing anything like this, and I wondered how she'd fair.. apparantly, very well.. she likes them and they seem to like her too.
The woman's bedridden, she fell and broke her back, and The man's got emphysema..they have no children, I think maybe some sisters out of the area... so they hire people to help them and Lisa is staying in their home on weekends, from Friday night until Sunday afternoon.
Tonight, her second weekend there, Sarah came in and told me that Lisa had gone to work and she took in a Karaoke machine.. with a microphone.
Sarah said Lisa asked her if the mister would mind if she brought it, and Sarah said no, he can't hear very well, so he won't mind if you and the Miss sing.. to which Lisa replied.. Oh no it's not for singing.. *laughs* ... it's for me to talk into so that he can hear me.
Sarah told me that and I broke up laughing, too funny.. Lisa doesn't like to repeat herself, and the poor old man can't hear so she went and got an amplifier to solve the problem. I can see her in my mind's eye, not paying attention, him dozing.. she bellows into the mic, booming into his ears all of a sudden... "WOULD YOU LIKE SOME JELLO NOW? DON'T MAKE ME ASK AGAIN, BECAUSE I CAN - THIS VOLUMN CAN GO UP THREE MORE NOTCHES, AND THAT COULD BUST YOUR EARDRUMS, NOW, ARE YOU READY FOR YOUR JELLO YET?!"
*laughs*
That poor man, startled into a coronary.. Bullhorn, anybody?!
Okay, I'm sick.. way to go Lisa, that's using your resources! Forgive me for finding the black humour in that. Hellbound, I am!
January 20, 2006
The Kids Tonight
Friday night and all is well.. Joel was here for a few hours this evening.. Mik and Mal are still here, they didn't want to go home, but Sarah took Maegan tonight. The girls are sleeping, fell to sleep while watching Monsters Inc..
January 19, 2006
Dance Cats Tonight
Finally, virus free, I got to go to this game. I had a blast, and I got a few *coughs* pictures too. Sarah took the video for me, and it's a big one, so once again, go paint the house, build a garage, or do something while it's loading. :)
Dance Cats Video - Jan 19, 2006 (20.03 Mb's)
The Girls This Morning
We got Mikyla off to school, and she looked like a Bratz doll in her new outfit Sarah bought her yesterday. Here are some pictures, Mom, she wanted me to show them to you first thing this morning and she wanted me to remind you to look at her boots, and tell you "Yes, granny, I'm wearing my socks." *laughs* Cute, eh?
Mallory
The woman at the hospital was really good with Mallory, Sarah said she made Mallory feel right at ease, and explained everything they were going to do to her. All those sticky things in her hair were the very devils to get out tonight, but I let her "dive" in the bathtub a zillion times to loosen it up. She's as right as rain, her good old self again tonight, thank God. We should know the results of the tests in a couple of days. The nurse took some photos of Mallory there, and I just scanned them...
I took this one when she got home. She was having fun with her little blue hat.
She's sleeping now, and still can't remember what happened to her. She just knows that whatever it was has scored her tons of phone calls, presents, visits and hugs, and she likes that part. Thanks everyone! She's sure enjoying the extra attention! To all our friends and family out there praying for her, thank you!
Mikyla's Report Card
She got it last week, and for the life of me I don't know why I didn't brag on her before now - she got all.. ah.. s's and o's.. whatever equals a's and b's in the higher grades.. very very good job, Mikyla! I'm SO proud of you!!!
Ugh! New Creepy Things Found...
New Species of Crawley Things Found In Caves
January 17, 2006
Maegan and her Gameboy
*laughs*
The ladies have passed up the gentlemen once again... Maegan's on level 3 of Mario, but Joel's still on the first level. hehe....
January 16, 2006
Mallory Today...
She was fine today.. she seems to have a cold, sneezing and her eyes are red and look tired... but fine. She's eaten, played a little - we wouldn't let her play too hard, and she was as quick witted as always. Right now she's behind me sleeping, snoring softly, but gritting the heck out of her teeth.
We bought her a few toys for all that suffering she did last night, and she shared them with her sister and Jordyn.. as well as the chicken we took to her up at her Nana's house earlier today. She's a good kid..
Climbing The Walls
You thought I was speaking figuratively, didn't you?
This is Mikyla's cousin, Jordyn... *laughs* ... She's part Chimpanzee!
This is Jordyn's little brother, Zack Vader...
These next two are Shelly's twin homeys... don't they have the most beautiful brown eyes you ever saw?
Friday the 13th
Stan and I, Lisa and Nick drove up to the cemetery to see if it was glowing like Roy had insisted that it does. I took these shots along the way, and of the cemetery. I got a couple of orbs, but no glowing grave. Maybe next time...
Cavalier Queen
Long ago, tags like these were tossed into boxcars of coal so that prospective customers could quickly see where the coal came from - so they could easily identify their favorite brand of coal..
Lisa had this one and let me get a shot for my journal. Thanks, Lisa!
2 Nights Ago...
...we got a peppering of snow. I couldn't seem to sleep, so I was up taking pictures from the porch of the front yard, and from the bathroom window of the backyard. I got some pretty interesting shots.
The coolest shot yet...click on the image to see the full sized shot.
Can you see the face in the middle of that smoky mist?
Christopher Walken For President - 2008
Click the banner to visit his campaign site...
January 15, 2006
Mallory Had a Seizure Tonight
Lord I have a time with these kids. Sometimes I just have 1, sometimes 4, sometimes 6 but mostly I have 3. Mikyla, Mallory and Maegan.
I love these kids with all my soul. I do.
Tonight I was so scared I thought my heart was going to stop beating. I thought Mallory was dying on us.
She wasn't here with me tonight, Sarah didn't have to work and had the girls with her... but the phone rang and when I picked it up, it was Sarah's sis in law, trying to tell me that they'd just called an ambulance, Mallory had had a seizure.. she wasn't breathing, her lips were blue, that Sarah wanted her to call to let me know to meet them at the hospital.
In the background, I could hear Mallory's other gramma trying to get Mal to wake up. It was like listening in slow motion, hearing it, trying to comprehend it, and hearing the panic in Dianne's voice as she tried to get Mallory to open her eyes... and it felt like someone pulled a rug out from under me.
My Mallory. The wildest of the bunch. The live wire. With blue lips, not breathing.
Sarah and Roy said that one minute she was playing with Mikyla - they were coloring on the couch, the next, she was off of the couch, onto the floor in a seizure.
I got myself together and called mom, then headed to the hospital. We got there before the ambulance did. When it pulled up Mallory was sitting up, stunned looking, clearly disoriented.. red faced.. but she waved her little hand at me, and she knew mom.. Thank You, God.
She was sick at her stomach, a mess everywhere, but those big blue eyes were wide open and she was breathing.
Mallory doesn't have seizures. This just hit her hard and fast and when all was said and done, there was nothing abnormal in her blood work, her cat-scan was normal - the doctor said he thinks her temperature did a sudden spike, way high, causing a seizure, then dropped.. that it's not unheard of.
Whatever caused it, I'm so greatful that she's okay now, home, and safely sleeping. Sarah's going to take her to another doctor Tuesday and see if they can't do something to find out what caused that for certain. Lord what a terrifying night.
I love you, Mallory.. from all the way up to the angel's attic and all the way down to the devil's basement. Don't you scare mammy like that again!
January 13, 2006
Pamela Sue Anderson, Get Real
We have Iran rebuilding Nuclear weapons. We're at war with Iraq. Afghanistan is being rebuilt, after having been demolished by war. We have people still living in the streets, victims of Hurricane Katrina. We have an epidemic of AIDS in Africa, orphaned children there living in the streets, we have the Tsunami victims trying to rebuild their lives, trying to restart families because they have no one left on the planet..
We have so many things on this planet to get out there and try to make right, I can't believe you're putting your energy, time and effort on trying to remove Col. Sanders bust from our State Capital.
Save the chickens! Let the children starve!
I have an idea, Pam.. how 'bout we feed the chickens to the starving children...and leave Col. Sanders bust alone?
January 12, 2006
A Wicked Post. Wicked!
I know, I'm probably going to hell for daring to state this on a public journal forum, but I can't help it.. God will most likely step on my head, and I fully expect that I fully deserve it, but still.. if I don't vomit this thought out here, I'm gonna croak...
A while back, somewhere in the middle east, these people were on a bridge I think it was.. hundreds of them, walking..and someone yelled something that frightened these folks and they started running, stampeding, and ah, if memory serves, somewhere around 300+ of them were killed.
I remember thinking, wow, they don't need armys to shoot at them to kill them off.. just one person shouting "Boo!" and they go and kill themselves...
Well...
Today, I was reading on MSNBC.Com.. here actually.. dang if it didn't happen again..
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/10818604/
This time, it didn't take a shout, it seems some of them tripped over some luggage, and this caused a stampede which killed over 400 people.
These people, say the article, were on their way to throw rocks at a few pillars that represented the Devil, so they could be purged of their sins.
Internal Tourette's Hitting Hard:The Devil musta seen them comin' and put a stop to that right fast.
I am. I'm hell bound, for sure, I am.
Pray for me. And while you're at it, give me some rocks!
Maegan Again...Jumping..*laughs*
I'm fascinated with the baby doing this constant jumping, with such zest! Such zeal, so much spirit...and today the little runt was doing it with rhythm - when the song went slower, she did too.. it speeded up, she did as well... watch her little feet in both of these clips... 5 months old!
She's Got Rhythm! (2.80 Mb's)
Rhythm Two! (3.34 Mb's)
Mikyla's Whole Routine Today
This file is 16.36 Mb's, Mom - so go load the dishwasher or fold some towels, or take a power nap while it loads.. it's big but so worth the wait, you're gonna love it!
Maybe It's not the flu...
...I know I've been sicker, but heck if I can remember when. Thanks for so kindly sharing this experience with me! Together, if we try really hard, I think we can infect the whole family! *laughs*
Bless my soul, yesterday was a really hard day. Maegan woke to be fed at 6:45, so I got up, got her a bottle, and then went back to bed. I glanced at the clock and saw that I had 15 more minutes, so I left the alarm on and closed my eyes, intent on dozing those 15 minutes away.
I didn't open my eyes again until 7:45...and then I shot up out of the bed and woke Mik (too quickly for her liking) up for school. She scowled at me, glanced at Mallory, who was still sweetly snoring, her head sunk back into her two good dream pillows, the blanket surrounding her little form and it made Mikyla mad.
She didn't do a thing but reach out and yank those 2 good dream pillows out from under Mal's head, then with this spiteful, angry expression, she flipped her hand so that Mallory was no longer covered. She threw one of the pillows on top of Mal and clutched the other one to her. Only then was she ready to get out of bed and start her day. She took that 2nd good dream pillow into the kitchen where she deposited the hateful reminder of sweet undisturbed sleep onto a chair.
She glared at me the whole time I was dressing her and finally she was off to school.
*laughs*
I don't know where she gets this annoyance of hers at early rising.
Then it was time to get myself ready for my own doctor's appointement.. nothing but a little blood work to make sure this old woman's body is still functioning at least partly correctly.
I was grumpy about that... I felt it was silly...If I have high cholesterol, so what, I knew I wasn't going to stop drinking chocolate milk. I resented being 'forced' into this, and mightily so. I sat at the kitchen table pondering how to get out of it when the phone rang. It was the Matriarch of the family mafia reminding me that I had to be at the doctor's office at 9. The Queen Sister had phoned the night before to remind me as well.
"Oh yes, I'm going, no worries", was my sarcastic reply to the Matriarch. "I'd not miss this most important event for the world. Tell the Queen Sister NOT to be here in a few minutes...but rather to wait until 8:30, I'm not ready yet!"
When she hung up I scowled at the phone. I muttered and mumbled and grumbled to no one in particular, because no one else was up, about how the family Mafia were tenacious as pit-bulls and reminded me of big-fat-black-old- pesky crows, constantly cawing and clacking at me.
My stomach rumbled and I knew that telling them (again) that I thought I have the flu wasn't going to work, they refused to accept that excuse as valid, not believing me, both of them having known I'd do anything, say anything to get out of going to the doctor.
In fairness, I knew I owed it to them to go, I had scared them both Christmas day with that heart-attack-hard liver in the emergency room deal. So.. go I did, even if it was with a flu wracked body and a grudging heart.
The Queen Sister picked me up (they didn't trust me to drive on my own - they knew I'd not make it there) at 8:30 as I'd so gently requested.. and off we went.
She tried to make small talk, to which I felt I responded in kind, but then she'd giggle and I'd glance at her with raised brows wondering what the hell she found so funny.
"Are you going to let them do a mammagram?" She asked of me quietly..
"Hell no. I've already made him an offer about that. If he even mentions a "mammy"-gram, I'll remind him of the deal I made a while back, where he must first put his balls on the table to be flattened, after which I will happily let him have his way with my breasts. But not until. As yet, he's still respectfully declined." I responded firmly. "Are you?"
"No, I don't want that and I don't want a pap smear either."
Well at least we were on the same page on those two precautionary tests. I forgave her a little for insisting I go through with this blood work.
Once there, they took her in first. She was back out, finished within 5 minutes...smiling, a shining face.. she informed me that her blood looked like blood, not grease... then she nudged me as they called my name.
"I'm going, good Christ in heaven, I'm going!", I hissed at her and I went through the door, following the Phlebotomist into her bat-cave.
She was quiet while tying that rubber band around my arm. Then she tapped my arm and whispered to herself about how nice my veins were. I felt my brows go up, and I watched her more carefully. With one hand she managed to get the tube flowing with my blood and again as she watched it she said with a lilt in her voice, "Yes, yes you have very VERY good veins!"
Her excitement at my good veins gave me pause and I leaned to nonchalantly check her eyes, to be sure they weren't glowing red. By the time I could see them, (not red at all, to my surprise) she had her three full vials and said I could leave. She'd phone me Friday with the results.
When I stepped in the door of my home, my sweet, safe sanctuary, Stan was awake and on the couch. He glanced at me and what the hell he saw in my expression that made him laugh like that, I'll never know. I threw a house shoe at him and excused myself from his presence with a hearty "harumph!"
Queen Sister had asked that I phone the Matriarch to tell her how it went when I got in, so I did, and the Matriarch had the audacity to laugh at me and explain to me how she'd warned the Queen Sister not to fall for any of my tricks, not to pay any heed to my moaning and complaining, to ignore me, that I wasn't in truth a morning person and going to the doctor was my least favorite thing in the world.
I can't begin to tell you how it made me feel to be told that the two of them had not only conspired as I'd known they had, but LAUGHED about me, discussing in advance the various ways I was going to attempt to get out of that appointment!
The old crows! Tenacious Pit-Bulls! Mafia!!
Then the Matriarch called me to bring her an Apple pie later that evening. Normally I'd have taken her an applie pie straight away. But alas, I have the FLU.. I told her so again and she told me that I was fibbing, that I didn't have the flu at all, for me to stay home then, that she'd get my cousin Shannon to bring her an apple pie.
I can't believe that she still doesn't believe me that I have the flu!
I have half a mind to go over there today and share this most wonderful experience with HER, and then ignore it when she tells me off for giving it to her! I really do!
Bah! I'm going back to bed. Maybe this isn't the flu, but if it isn't, it's a pretty close relative!
January 11, 2006
Want To Give Me Your Baby?
To those of you out there are too busy doing your dope, and your drinking, your partying, you're just too busy to be bothered with your little one, and you can't/won't/don't want to take care of your baby, why don't you drop me an email.
You can give me the baby (permanantly, none of this come back and get it after you grow up shit) and go you can go your own merry little way for life.
Wouldn't that be better than maiming it through abuse and neglect, or worse still, killing the poor little thing?
No really.. drop me an email.
imdhari@alltel.net
Infant's Death Was Murder
Cocain and dextromethorphan. 3 months old. Oh God.
http://www.wkyt.com/Global/story.asp?S=4346008&nav=menu181_3
He was a beautiful baby.
January 10, 2006
Miner Dies In KY Today..
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/10794464/
I can't tell you how sorry I am to hear this. How sad for his family and friends. Men, be careful down there.. it's dangerous!
Jumparoo!
Maegan again.. that child is so funny, I could watch her do this all day.. and aside from her naps and feeding, this is where she wants to be. She will lie on a blanket on the floor just for a few minutes, she doesn't like that, so I just let her jump. She's my lil Jumping Bean..
I got so tickled at dad over here last night..
He was trying to sing, and she just kept bouncing and bouncing and noises make dad nervous and he was looking at her like he was wishing she came with an off switch..
He asked stan, "Don't you think she might snap her little neck doing that?"
Video Clips
In the background of these clips, that noise that sounds like an old fashioned ringer washer, is maegan jumping in that little spring seat thing. She never stops!
Exhausted
Maegan has this little Jumping thing, and she loves it.. but once in it, she jumps constantly until...
January 09, 2006
January 08, 2006
Dad's Nasty L'il Habit...
Mom is a case. She had me laughing harder today over her new kitchen chairs, than I've laughed in a long time.
She's having a hard time retraining dad..so that he doesn't... break wind on her new kitchen chairs.
In her own words:
Mom: (Said with an incredulous and afronted tone) Juel, he farts on them and it's going to ruin them! When he does that it makes me so mad I can't see straight.
Me: (Gales of hysterical and abrupt laughter)
Mom: Stop laughing, it's not funny! They're fabric and that smell just stays in them, I'm not going to tolorate it, he's not allowed to fart on them and that's final!! I'm going to break him from that, or die trying.
Me: (Speaking through tears of laughter, trying to calm down and listen)
Mom, he's done that for years, you CAN'T stop him can you? Short of a cork, you can't!!
Mom: (Somewhat proudly, and very defiantly) Oh yes I can, I throw stuff at him.. now he stands up to fart!
I visualize dad rolling his eyes, shaking his head, then standing up to do what's come naturally to him for over 60 years and crack up laughing all over again.
Mom: STOP LAUGHING! (She's becoming more defiant and I'm starting to think if she could throw something at me over the phone, she would!)
Juel, I'm not kidding, when someone farts the velocity is so strong that...
Me: (I can't help it, she's done it again and hearing her talk 'velocity' makes me think of 'wind sheer' and I have to hide the phone reciever under the cushion so she can't hear me rolling on the floor at her objections to dad's flatulance.)
Mom, you're killin' me here!
Mom: I told him, don't you sit there and do quiet ones either because buddy, the smell is gonna tell on you...
Gawd, her tone, she just slayed me with that tone - it wouldn't have sounded any more serious had she been vowing to kill someone for assaulting her or one of her family members.
I can see her now, a collection of 20, 30 salt shakers on the table close to her, not for seasoning food, but for chucking at dad when he forgets and breaks the no-farting-on-her-chairs rule!
GET HIM MOM!!!
For Hazel
The Brickyard Pond
The Governor's Mansion...there have been 2 governors from Barbourville, James Dixon Black (1918) and Flem D. Sampson (1927-1931). I was told this mansion was Sampson's but I'm not sure. I'm thinking Sampson's mansion was on Sampson hill, Mom said that she used to go there at Christmas time as a child.. so if this was a governor's mansion at all, I'm thinking it was Black's.
The Old Logan Hospital
The Old Armoury
The Old Dixie Warehouse. My granddad worked in here back when the town flooded. He had to crawl out of one of the windows to get out.
I thought this was the old depot, but mom said that the train station was next to this building.
January 07, 2006
Oh This is Better!
I've gone into the preferences section of this blog and found where I could change the number of posts shown on this main page, and changed it to where it only shows the past 24 hours worth of posts! No more waiting for two months worth of photos to load! They're archived after 24 hours now! Too neat, eh!?
So now if you want to see a post, or some photos from... say last week, or night before last, just click on the archived month in the left colomn and wahlah, there they are! Why didn't I think to look there and fix this thing three years ago?
Seth... you've changed on me! The old you woulda told me stuff like that. Look at how many folks were irritated for no reason. You'd have said, "Woman, the journal is nice, but it takes too damned long to load, I get bored waiting, go into preferences and change that little number that says days to show "30" to "1". " So yes. Everyone, blame Seth. *laughs*
Anyway, now it won't take so long to load!
Mallory and I...
...baked a Strawberry cake tonight, with Strawberry frosting. She had a good time doing it, too. But... the poor kid can't like the taste of Strawberry cake, or Strawberry frosting. She said it was pretty, but she hated that it didn't taste brown.. :)
Stan says the craziest things...
I went into the den and sat down to watch a little television earlier this week.. I don't remember what the movie was.. but the actress was portraying a woman who was in a dire situation. Stan, so so seriously said to me.. she should have stayed with commercials. This wouldn't be happening to her now.
He cracks me up.
The Backtrack
I have a page on my website concerning a slave graveyard. This graveyard is located close to a road that local folks there call the "backtrack". I never dreamed the "backtrack" would be such an interest to a couple of folks who have left posts on the guest book about what exactly it is.
To my understanding, the backtrack is where an old railroad track used to be, but isn't there anymore... now it's just a back road. I'll have to remember to go take photos of where it starts, and where it ends, and pinpoint on them where the graveyard is.
I talked to Dianne last week about it, Fat Man's Misery and the "Tipple" - all places she used to haunt as a child.. and she said that she'd won some Anchor/Tway scrip from a bid on ebay, that she's put it up someplace, and when she finds it she'll let me take a pic of it as well as other coal mining memorabelia to add to that slave graveyard page. I think that'll be pretty cool. I've bid on a few pieces of scrip (is it scrip, or script? I'm not sure...) from Kentucky mines, but haven't been lucky enough to bump into any Anchor/Tway pieces. Still, any from Kentucky would be a piece of history for me to leave for my grandkids.
I can't remember for sure, but Mom, or Shelly help me out.. wasn't Big Daddy a miner at one time, and if so, do you remember the name of the mines where he worked? I'd like to find out and get some of the scrip from there too. It seems like a million years ago so I can't be sure.. but I can almost hear a whisper of a memory of mamaw telling me about him having to buy their groceries at the company store.. and use script to pay for it with.
Mom!!
Congrats on the good news from your doctor today!! WOOOHOO!!
When is it due again? Did you say the end of June?
*laughs*
Okay, Okay, I'm kidding everyone, no baby for mom in June.. I'm sorry.. but I think her having good blood pressure is just as exciting!
Way to goooooooooooo!!
Lydia
I couldn't find the button on your blog to leave a response, you must have had it turned off on that post, or else I'm tireder than I realize, and just can't see it.
Anyway... we don't have anything planned for the weekend. Sarah's starting a new job, night shifts - so she can't go, and Bonnie has switched to night shifts so she can't go either. Lisa could but she's sick as a dog with bronchitis, and that leaves me. But.. I'm babysitting for Sarah and Mikyla is sick. She had to miss school today because she has flu-like symptons. So I'm pretty sure this weekend is a bust in so far as us getting out to do an investigation. I'm sorry.
:( I want to go to Trinity's grave so badly I can hardly stand it, but it's going to be another couple of weeks, I think, before we can get out to do anything.
January 06, 2006
The Dead Miners Left Notes
I was looking at the stories late last night, one on MSNBC in which one of the men's brother quoted from a note his brother left in the mine. He interpreted it to say "(I'll) see them on the other side..."
Photo of Letter From 51-year-old miner Martin Toler Jr
Looking at the photo of the note, I saw it differently. I suppose it's because of working in icu, and watching so many of the patients cross over after having long happy discussions with friends or family members (who, we'd been told by other family members) had died previously, I see that note for exactly what it says..
"I see them on the other side."
I believe he was seeing those he loved who had crossed over before him. I truly believe they were gathered around him, come to take him home.
Now.. I found something else that I thought was pretty neat on a Foxnews page.
Maybe I'm just reaching, but humor me for a minute. Click the link above and when that page loads for you, look at the photos in almost the center of that page, the first being a woman with a child, the second a miner..
The third photo in the top row is the one that caught my eye. It's of a couple of rescue workers and the medical examiner moving a body of one of the miners out of the mine. Click on that thumbnail and look at the larger photo.
At first I saw 4 swirly looking smudges of light, but then I made a screen shot, and opened it in PSP and made it 200 percent larger. Then I counted the swirls of light.. you can see them even in the small photo...they're overlapping and if you count them, see if you come up with 13, like I did.
If I'm not mistaken...there were 13 dead miners in all. The 12 who were deep in the mine, and the first one they found, a single miner - who was discovered a short time after the explosion the first day.
Maybe I am reaching. But things like this bring me comfort.
January 05, 2006
To Mom and Shelly
I'm sorry I've not written anything entertaining the past few days, and today comes up short again. My brain just won't let me think of anything witty to write about. I'll try to come up with something to make you laugh today. I will dig through this cob-webbed coated mind of mine and see if there's anything left, I swear I will! Stop grumbling. If I can't find something in there, I'll.. make something up! *laughs*
Love you both, behave today.
Movies...
I love this slow time of year. After the holidays, before Spring -- when things seem to quietly settle down in respect for the terrible weather.
I've been watching a lot of movies, both on dvd, and on the movie channels.
I bought Schlinders List over a year ago, but I've never really been able to sit and watch the thing all the way through. It's a long movie, and I always find myself needing to get up to do this or that.. then trying to rewind it to where I was, then having to get up again. I tried again a few days ago, but yet again I wasn't able to see it in its entirety. I'm determined that I will one of these days. I have to say though, Mr. Schlinder was a hell of a person.
I watched one of my favorites, Elizabeth, again last night. I've no desire to make windows into men's souls..." It's a good movie, if you like history, you'll enjoy this one. It's about Queen Elizabeth, and it's very well done.
I've always been able to watch horror movies alone, but the other night I tried to watch one that Sarah loaned me, Wrong Turn and for the first time in my life, I had to turn it off. I don't know why it bothered me like it did, it's sort of like the Texas Chainsaw movie, but still, I got so uncomfortable I turned it off and decided to wait to watch it when someone else could watch it with me.
I did watch Dark Water the other night, and I really liked it. A ghost story with a reason, how I love those! Give it a watch, it's a good movie!
Nick's Report Card..
report paper, rather.. I just wish they'd go back to cards, cards seem so much more.. rewarding.. than these little slips of paper.. remember the cards? Our parents had to sign the backs, saying they viewed the grades.. remember how sturdy they felt in our hands, as we pulled them from their envelopes with quivering tummys, praying we did well?
Ah, I lost my train of thought, I'm sorry.. anyway he got his grades for the last semester.. all A's and B's! You go Nick!!!!!!!!!! I'm proud of you!
My Corner Table
is at Sarah's, and her country heavy solid oak table with 6 solid oak big bottomed captains chairs are in my kitchen! Boy did she get burned on that trade!! I love this table!
Okay Now...
I got a call from Sarah late last night, and as soon as she heard my voice, she explained in a rush that Roy had seen a glowing grave and gave the phone to him.
He doesn't believe in ghosts. So this was a pretty neat conversation.
It seems that he and his friend Ray were riding around looking for deer, when they passed the cemetery. The light coming from the grave caught both of their attentions, so they turned the truck around and went back to see and be sure of what they saw, and sure enough, the grave was still glowing. He went on to try to explain something about a light as well, shining at the lower part of the graveyard.
I asked him if he and Ray got out and went up to the grave to check it out.. his reply was.. HECK NO!! I wasn't about to go up there!
*laughs*
Coward!
I couldn't go because I had the girls, but I'm going as soon as I get a chance. That's twice now something has happened there to people who aren't usually very vocal about believing in this ghost interest of mine.
The Miners...
It's been in the news, these men. 12 of them. I think 13 dead in all, counting the one at the entry whose body they found first.
I can't begin to imagine how their families must feel. My heart and prayers go out to each and every one of them.
Sometimes things happen and we sit and search, looking for a reason, trying to find some way to explain, to justify why things happen, but sometimes we just come up empty. That's how I feel about this horrible accident.
These men left notes to their families, assuring them they didn't suffer, they would just fall to sleep and, they said, would meet their loved ones on the other side.
I pray those notes bring comfort to their families in the long days of grief ahead. How horrible. What a sad sad situation, I'm at a loss to find words to truly express how badly this makes me feel.
January 02, 2006
Mikyla Tonight
Mom, if the above link doesn't work, try this one:
Mikyla Dancing Tonight Zipped!
Download it to your computer, when you open it, and try to play it, it will tell you that you need the quick time plug in, click install, it takes about 20 seconds!
Good luck!
Christmas Gifts..
I made out like a bandit! So many presents! Commercialism at Christmastime.. YES!!!
I got a Housecoat, house shoes and clock from Lisa and Nick, Statues from Sarah & Roy, Cookie jar from Bonnie & Kelly, Camera from Dippy, Smoothie Maker, Meat slicer, & Cookware from Mom and Dad, Crown Royal from Toots, Kitchen Towels and Angel Tree Topper from Brenda, The neatest Family History Journal from Shelly, and a cool box full of wonderful things from my Secret Santa.
For our anniversary, Mom and Dad gave us a whole slab of New York Strip Steaks! I got to try out the meat slicer, so that was just too AWESOME!
Thank you, everyone!!!!!!
Sarah Sarah Bo-Barah...
I'm gonna choke choke bo boke you!
You left the Sugar Daddy laying on my kitchen table. Apparantly you rinsed it first? I didn't see it until this morning so now it's.. stuck there. Tighter than if it had been put there with Gorilla Glue.
*stares at you hard*
13th Anniversary
We took Mikyla and Mallory out to eat.. then we stopped to get them a toy for 'their' anniversary. It was a pretty good day. :)
