Wet Squirrels Make Me Giggle

First off OF COURSE HAPPY NEW YEAR! It is 2011 and I have to say when I was a little girl never would I have thought that I would see 2011. You think that way after all the head injuries!!!! But here I am another year and I am ready!!!

2010 was a FUN crazy year. I loved every second of it, even when I got hit by the truck on my bike. It makes for a great laugh now and might have been the most exciting thing that happened to me that year.

But now we are in 2011. I will not make the promise of writing more, because really I only write when something good is in my head that I feel you would want to know or get a good laugh out of. That happens here in there so you never know when you will be hearing from me.

What I can tell you is over the holiday I bought myself a new calendar for my office, half price wooohoo!!!! Any way it is a magnetic poetry calendar, which if you don't know are the these little word magnetics that you get for your fridge at home. And you can sit and make poems or just funny sentences. So now I have a board like that in my office. And of course I sit and make funny sentences. The first being the GREAT title you see above. If you are in the neighborhood of my office you should stop by and play sometime.

Well once again I hope 2011 is and exciting fun year for all you folks. I know it will be for me!

Glad I grew up in the Stone-Age

My mom said something pretty funny to me the other day. She was telling me about how a parent was complaining about how her son was texting without her permission. And my mom said, "All I could think about was how happy I was that you were raised in the stone-age. Before cell-phones and all other computer junk!"

I got a pretty good laugh out of that, because if you do think about it us children of the 80s really did not have all the craziness that is out there on the technology side these days. Which I have to say I am glad that I grew up in the 80s. The years of simple video games, board games and the excitement of getting a phone call or even your own phone line. That meant you were responsible when you had your own phone line in my house!

At this time I would like to take a moment of silence for the Sony Walkman who was put to rest just a few weeks ago. I will never forget my first cassette tape and my first walkman, my you rest in peace!

My parents were pretty lucky, I never have been much of a phone talker. I say it is because I am a little ADD and talking on the phone would get boring to me after a while. BUT if texting was around when I was a teenager, well then they would have had problems. Texting is short and to the point for me. And I have to think when I am typing everything out so that keeps me active in the discussion.

Now I don't have kids but I do have nephews and a niece and I am an adoptive aunt to many of my friends children. It is crazy to me when these parents tell me the story of how their two year old ask if they can text their dad. Or when my brother told me the story of how my nephew at two years old could go on their computer log his parents out and log onto under the special section they set up for him. Also I work with teenagers at church, so I see how cellphones and computer junk has taken over their life as well.

I guess what I am saying over all, I think I was pretty lucky to be raised the decades I was raised in. Yea a lot of things would have been easier with the stuff we have now. BUT learning how to do things the hard way has made me a better person.

For now bust out that Walkman or CD player if you still have one!!!!

Forever A Daddy's Girl

I have always been a daddy's girl. I have no shame in saying it, he has been my main go to guy for 32 years now. When I was a baby, my mom always says how I would stay up late with Dad as he watched TV. And as I got older seeing my dad on the sidelines at all my games and practices made me play better, I like to think. And now in my 30s if something breaks, I try to fix it first, but I usually wind up calling my daddy. I had to do that three time this past weekend. The funny thing is after I called him, the silly problem started to fix it's self.

This all got me to thinking about how I am also a daddy's girl with my Father up in Heaven, BUT I am not as quick to call him when I need something fixed as I am my earthly father. Here on earth I try to fix everything myself. BUT unlike here I don't give up as easy. This weekend when things broke I called my dad within 5 mins of me not being able to fix the darn thing. Why am I not that quick to call on my Heavenly Father? I fear it is a little because of doubt. When I call daddy here on earth I see him come RIGHT to the rescue and make it all better. But with my Lord, I can not always see the changes that are happening to make things better.

In my reading this morning, James 1:6 says "But when you ask, you must believe and not doubt, because the one who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind." How about that folks, first off I need to ask and then when I do I need to believe. Sounds pretty simple right! Yet I feel I will be that wave on the sea tossed around still. The great thing is I know that the Lord will always be there for this girl. Even when I take my time asking for help.

I guess what I am saying is it is okay to be a daddy's girl her on earth. BUT don't forget that there is one BIG DADDY up above that for sure can fix things, we just need to come to him sooner than later!

Ode to Cereal

Oh Cereal how I do enjoy thee

You make my day oh so lovely

I love to eat you in the morning while watching reruns of Saved By the Bell

I love to eat you at lunch with the Soaps that can make people yell

I love to eat you at dinner when I have no money

AND I love to eat you late at night, because I don't have a honey

Oh Cereal you complete me!

An original by: Amanda Reeves

The Cow was Going to EAT ME!!!!

I just got a call that my great Uncle J passed away today. He was in his late 80s and lived a long good life. So his death does not bring on so much of a sad feeling but rather a smile and a few tears.

Some of my favorite childhood memories have to do with Uncle J out on his cow farm in Bonham, TX. We would go out there about every other summer when I was growing up. They had EVERYTHING out there. Of course he had cows, and then he had a couple of ponds that he stocked with catfish. It is the first place I ever fished. I love to catch those fish but I hate having to take them off the line. But we did always get to eat our catch so that was fun. The gutting part not so much fun, but the eating YUM YUM!

One of my favorite stories to tell was when I was 7 years old and we were out fishing at a pond close to the house. And I had to use the bathroom so J just told me walk on through the cow pasture up to the house. So I started walking in my shorts and big rubber boots when I noticed that the cows started to follow me. Then next thing I know they started to circle around me. Again I am just 7 years old and I am a city girl so I had no clue the cows thought I was there to feed them. I got really scared because all these cows were in my face just a MOOING away. I thought they were going to eat me!!!! I knew I had no chance to fight them off so I just sat down in the mud and started to cry. Little did I know that Aunt Alene and my mom were on the back porch laughing up a storm just watching it. Finally Aunt Alene came out and scared them off.

There are many more memories I have from Uncle J's. The storm shelter, the four wheelers, they go on and on. I love that the Lord allowed me those summers with Uncle J and his cows. Childhood memories are the best and we must forever cherish them.

So tonight I say a pray for Uncle J and the family. He was a strong Christian man who was a big influence on many people's life. Thank you Lord for the time we all had with him.