"Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind." ~~Wisdom from Dr. Seuss:



Today is Tammy's Birthday over at "Queen Sized Funny Bone - Don't Let Your Funny Bone Go Limp" www.queen-sized.blogspot.com. Please go over and wish her Happy Birthday Today!

Tammy, Happy Birthday Lady!! Here is wishing you something fun and enjoyable for your birthday. So you can pick which one you want = )


L'Appuntamento - Ornella Vanoni

I fell in love with this song (L'Appuntamento sung by Ornella Vanoni written by Roberto Carlos / Erasmo Carlos / Bruno Lauzi) the first time I heard it, even though I didn't know what the words meant. I heard the song again last night for the first time in a long time, so I thought I want to put that on my blog. While I was surfing around, I googled the english translation, so here it is.
How beautiful.

(English Translation)

The Appointment

I've been mistaken so many times by now that I already know
that today is almost a certainty
I've been wrong about you
but once more
that you can change my life
to accept this strange appointment
has been a madness!

Love, make it soon,
I don't resist
if you don't come,
I don't exist
I don't exist, I don't exist

I am sad among the people
that are passing nearby
but the nostalgia of seeing you again
it is stronger than weeping:
this sun shines on on my face
a sign of hope.
I am waiting when suddenly
You appear in a distance!

It is necessary to finish with this soon
Necessary to remember that I exist
That I exist
That I exist

Car lights, shop windows, streets,
everything seems so confusing
my shadow is tired of following me
the day dies slowly.
Don't leave me to return to my house
to my sad life
this life that I wanted to give to you

My New Love

As you all know I went to our P-Burg location last Friday to help them with their Grand Opening. It was a lot of fun, but a lot of work.
Monday afternoon when I returned from lunch I found a box on my desk with my name on it. Inside the box was a pretty wrapped package. It was a "thank you" gift from Byron and Donna for my help. Donna had asked me about the gift while I was there Friday and I told her I appreciated the thought, but no, I really didn't need anything.
Byron texted me on the way home asking me about it. Again I declined.

Alright, I should've said yes, but since they sent it, I am in LOVE!!
DH came home last Friday night an installed the showerhead/hand held shower for me. I said ok, and went on. When I did take my shower later than evening, well let's just say I used up ALL the hot water.
I highly reccomend it!
It's made by Alsons, and it's in the In2ition series.
It has 5 settings, full spray, fast massage, full spray massage, aerated spray, and tickle.

Everyone should have one of these. They are so relaxing.


Finally Friday!!

Friday is FINALLY here!! Yea!!!!!! I felt like doing cartwheels around the house. For some reason this week it just couldn't come soon enough. I was sharing with a friend earlier this week that starting Monday at noon I start thinking, "Is it Friday yet?".
Sad huh? What does that really mean? I hate my job? Or where I'm at?
As a teenager everyday I must have said, "I can't wait until it's Friday." and I can still hear my Momma saying, "Quit that, you're wishing your life away!!".
Well here we are, at least 16 yrs (+) later, and I'm still doing it.
Does that mean my Momma was wrong?? My life is still dragging by during the week.

At least it did turn into to being a stellar Friday. So all was not lost in vain.
Tomorrow we are going to the Ky State Fair in Louisville. I want to be there to see the Angus Cattle Show. It starts at 8, and it's a 2.5hrs drive from here. I told DH on the way home, "You do know that means we'll have to be up and ready no later than 5am, right?"

Hope everyone has a great weekend!! It's suppose to be wonderfully cool weather here.


Hubby's Kinda Breakfast

This is one of DH's favorite breakfasts. He's only fortunate enough to get breakfast on Sunday's when I have plenty of time to piddle in the kitchen.
Really it's the rice he likes best. I generally serve it with scrambled eggs with cheese, and a tortilla. Below is the recipe for the breakfast rice.

1 roll of hot or sage sausage browned
1 green pepper chopped
1 red pepper chopped
1 onion diced
1 Tablespoon of chicken flavoring (such as a bullion)
(I use a brand from GFS, but you can get it anywhere)
3 cups of instant rice
3 cups of water for rice

Brown sausage. I recommend hot or sage sausage because it has much more flavor to spreed around. When browned, put your water on to boil for your rice. Adding the chicken flavoring to your water with a dash of Mrs. Dash.
Add peppers and onions to your sausage while your letting your rice cook.
When rice is ready mix together and cook on top of the stove together. About 5-7 minutes allowing the flavors to mingle.
Serve hot with eggs, tortillas, and salsa

note: rice is enough for several people. this makes enough for DH to have rice for at least two days.


Wordless Wednesday


Work Spouse is defined in Wikipedia as

a co-worker usually of the opposite sex with whom one shares a special relationship, having bonds similar to those of a marriage; such as, special confidences, loyalties, shared jokes and experiences, and an unusual degree of honesty or openness. The work spouse is a potentially key relationship when one's actual spouse or boy/girlfriend is not able to understand the nuances of the workplace. As people work more and more and spend less and less time at home, these hybrid relationships have begun to spawn more and more. While it is not unusual for the relationship to contain elements of flirtation, this relationship can be threatened rather than enhanced if it becomes sexual.

This has been on my mind for some time now. I've had people refer to me as the "work wife" at work to a couple fellow employees. It highly offended me at first. Especially because the comment was made to my new boss in front of me like I wasn't even there. I have found when you work with several women sometimes jealousy or hormones get in the way, I'm just not sure which at times.

Why is that people think it's hard for women and men to be just friends?

Is it not possible?

Are the ones who make the comments jealous because none of the men like them at all?

Just putting it out there. Tell me what you think.....



The other day DH and I ran to the car in the pouring rain. We had been in Wally World umbrella less and had no choice. As you already know, I love a good rain, or rainy day. I don't know what it is, but it makes me smile inside out. Maybe it's the freshness of it? By the time we reached the car I was laughing so hard, I don't know if it was because of the silliness of us running or from the feel of rain beating down on me. DH just smiles, leans over and gives me a big kiss.
It was the sweetest, purest type of kiss. Know what I mean?
How do you explain something like that?
As we were driving home I started thinking about kissing. DH is an excellent kisser, but it got me wondering to what happens to those people who are horrible kissers?? I mean seriously, we've all had a "bad kisser" at some point if we've kissed any amount of frogs before we got our prince, right?
I'm thinking about all this in my little pea brain, and I must have either had the biggest smile on my face or was kinda giggling to myself because DH looks over and says, "What are you thinking about over there?" and I ask, "What do you think happens to bad kissers? I mean do they like, marry other bad kissers? Do the people who marry them think they're good kissers?" Sometimes I have wonder what makes my brain do the things it does. Am I the only who thinks crazy stuff like this?? DH's response was I don't know, maybe you should blog about it. (That has been his answer for answers he doesn't have lately. I guess he thinks all of blog land thinks a like or has the answers to questions of the unknown).

So here I am, blogging about it as DH suggested. Tonight I heard a song I hadn't heard in a really long time, and it triggered a high school kiss memory. That was a good kiss.{{smile}} It has sent me down "memory kiss lane" I guess. My list started of "Good Kisser"/"Bad Kisser". Silly I know, but it was what was up there today.

Maybe you have a memory of a first kiss?
Or a memory of a bad kisser experience?
I want to hear your story....

The song goes, "Work, work, work, ......."

This blog addiction is getting out of hand.
I am finding very little to no time during the week to blog, but trying to hold my eyes open with toothpicks at night to read every ones. I can't help it. I can't work on my own for wanting to read everyone else. No wonder I have few devoted followers. Can I help it if I like reading their stuff better than mine? I mean, my life is boring, I've already seen what happened in my day today. : )
So I sat down this morning to make me a "house cleaning list". I told myself it wouldn't be too big, just the basics that HAVE to be done. Then I sat down to read just the blogs that have been updated. An hour has passed and I haven't even pulled the paper out to make the list. The list has also escaped from my brain.
If I turned around I could probably SEE what I need to be doing, but what fun is there in that?? Anywho........here is a quick run down on my week.
Work, work, work, no fun, work with fun. That covers the work week. It has been busy around there getting ready for our Prestonsburg location "Re-Grand Opening". Yesterday was the big hoopla with corporate there from Dubuque. It went over well and the crowd was great, even though it was raining all morning, and half of the lunch time. (Minus the 6hrs I was on the road, to work 1hr, PBurg 2hrs, and then back the same 3)
Maybe this should be called "Bomb Week". It seems like I've had a dozen. 1st, I ordered a cake for our big hoopla, and go to pick it up Thursday evening. No Cake. I was like, WHAT?!?!?!?!? The girl had written pick up for 4:30 on the 21st, instead of the 20th. Ok, so I work it out that I will pick up the cake at 7 am the next day. Go to pick up the cake, guess what? No cake. I didn't have to panic, the President of our company had gone with me and he did instead. I walked out with my cake at 7:49. The day before a couple we are friends with dropped a bomb. How is it you can be sad and glad for someone at the same time? Then last night after an extremely long, hot, raining, exhausting day the last bomb of the week comes.....Emmy calls. Luckily DH talked to her and not me.
This morning the house needs desperately cleaned. I have a 100 things I want to do, so I guess I better get to them. We are suppose to be having fall like weather here this weekend. So maybe when DH gets home from squirrel hunting we can go. DH has decided he is going to hunt EVERYTHING this year, since he hasn't had the opportunity to hunt any for the last 7yrs. That's a story for another blog entry though.
Hope everyone has a great weekend and does something fun!!


Sunday morning

and I am up alone. It's so nice and quiet. Actually kind of peaceful at this moment other than DH over there snoring in the bed, but that's ok, that's peaceful sound too. I would say it has been crazy around here, but that wouldn't be true until yesterday. I don't know what is up with me or my body, but it seems I can't get enough sleep. The last week and a half I have slept the hour home from work, and had a bite of something and then off to bed for me.
The weekend has flew by. Friday after work I hit Wally World for about 45 minutes while I waited on DH to finish up at the office. Yesterday morning when I finally got up around 10ish (unusual in it's self since I am an early bird on weekends, I am usually done all my grocery shopping etc on Saturday morning by 7am) then DH and I washed, cleaned inside, and waxed both vehicles. Whew......
Then I went and got my hair done. I came out thinking, "wow this looks nice, maybe DH and I can go out" Uh huh...he was a sleep on the couch. Oh well.
That has been my exciting weekend. I am getting ready to fix breakfast when I get done with my cup of coffee then off to church. DH wants to go to Bass Pro after church, Yeah!
Oh yeah, I actually got my other blog going for our family that lives all across the U.S., unfortunately this week I am find it difficult to blog on either site, lol.

Hope everyone had a great weekend!!


Things I'm

Sick Of:
1. not having the time or money to what I want to do.

2. not having the energy to do what I want to do IF I do have the time.

3. not having the time or collective thoughts I want to blog


5. the current president and our government.

Crazy About And Can Make Me Smile At Anytime:
1. the sound of a baby laughing when it gets tickled.

2. a morning sunrise with a steaming cup of coffee.

3. my toes in the sand with the waves washing over them

4. the laughter in a friends voice when you answer their call.

5. knowing I will snuggle into DH's arms at the end of every day of our lives together and know that in it's self is enough to make me happy every day.


Wordless Wednesday


Picture Perfect

This is by far my favorite picture of DH.
Isn't he just a handsome devil?
Every time I see this picture I can't help but smile.
It was one of the best days. We were at Dauphin Island AL one morning before a friend's wedding picking up shells and chilling.
It's my favorite time when we're together and we're just "us".
When we can talk about anything and everything, or we don't have to talk at all and we are in complete understanding of the other.
That time when no one else is there.

Today I am so Thankful that God chose him for me. He knew what I needed in my life at just the right time. The person I would need to finish my book with.
I forget some times how blessed I am by him and what he's done and brought into my life.
Ephesians 5:31 For this cause shall a man leave his father and mother, and shall be joined unto his wife, and they two shal be one flesh.

I Love You Baby.


What's inside my head today...

I sat on the bed staring at an empty crib again during the late hours of the night. Once again sitting in the realization of the baby we will not bring home. They will not sleep in this bed or call me Momma. I will not hear the pitter patter of their little feet. Or rock them when they are sick.

This morning I woke.
Another day.
Another sunrise.
Yet everything seems dark. I get ready for work and go on with my everyday routine.
I smile and laugh at all the right times. I go about my day doing the task required.
Same routine. Same people. Yet, sometimes it's as if my body is there going through the motions, but where is the rest of me? I close my eyes for just seconds wishing I would or could wake up somewhere else....
Another time? Another place? Another life??

I finish my work day. Putting on another face. A face that looks happy and loving. Once again I attempt to follow the "routine" we have at home. So DH and my family do not see what is going on inside this head and heart. Most of the time DH sees it, but is afraid to talk about it in fear of making it hurt more.

Another day in this life has passed.
Another day chipping away at my hope and faith.
I remember there are many others out there going through the same and wonder how we do it every day.
We watch everyone around us with their kids, or having babies wondering,
"Why not us Lord?!?" "What have I done?" "What haven't I done?"
No response. No answers.. .. So I can only trust in Him and go on.

I will say of the LORD, He is my refuge and my fortress:
My God; in Him I will trust. Psalm 91:2


stuck in my craw

Alright, this has been stuck in my craw a while. I guess since we drive 60 miles one way to work, then back I see it too much. I completely understand road rage because of people like this....
Why is it people who want to drive slow on the interstate want to do it in the fast lane??? When people are passing you in the slower lanes, isn't that a sign you NEED to get over?? Am I the only person this frustrates???


Thank goodness it's Wednesday! This week is flying/dragging by, I can't decide which. DH worked at jobsites in this lovely weather we have been having rain, rain, rain, more rain, bad storm, followed by more rain. Did I mention rain? So here he was on rooftops doing his tech service advice in the rain. My TSA would've been, "get outta of the rain Goof". Nope, he is dedicated!! So today he was dedicated to the bed, sick again. He is never going to get over it at this point. Last night I told him I would do whatever he wanted, or needed just pleaseeeeeeeeee stop whining! Today, things are looking much brighter. Weather wise, and sickly wise. YEA!!
Work's crazy with month end junk. Nan was suppose to have a scan done of her kidneys today. They saw something there last week and felt we needed to have it checked more in depth soon but they cancelled the scan at the last moment. Yea!! Good thing I guess because my brother forgot to come and get her after I called hom and reminded him at 10 last night.
I haven't had time to blog, or catch up on what everyone else is up to. So I'm a little cranky : ) Blogging is very time consuming. I decided I would do a blog about life here with the immediate family for the family across the country. I can barely find time to blog here, so I'm not sure how I'm gonna do there. It's another great idea I have but who knows how I will do. Maybe I can get by with once a week updates on it.


My Day

How do you make the weekends longer??
This one has flew by. Being sick took up most of it and let me tell you, I am SOOOOOO over that. I've had enough. DH has had enough of it. We wanted to go on a picnic today but by the time we did church and came home, we were whooped. We spent most of the afternoon on the couch/chair saying, "can you pass me the kleenex box back?" Sad huh? We were feeling kinda spry this morning. Maybe it was the trip to church with Nan?
See my Nana lives next door. She is 79 and is currently going through her second childhood. She wants what you have. She pouts, oh my does she pout. And now on top of everything else, she talksnonstopanddoesntknowwhentohush. Get my drift? So this morning she was bright and cheery (which means she thinks she knows something. For the next 30 minutes to church we were enlighted by the town gossip. Please note the "town gossip" consist of her, and the lady who lives across the street from us. Our little "town" consist of a 4 way stop. In her day it was much more. Anyways, the town gossip generally consist of what 1 neighbor is doing to the house I grew up in and is remodeling, and the other neighbor to her whom we refer to as the "Cat People". Don't get me wrong, I don't hate cats, but I think it's unhealthy to live in a house that might be 800 sq ft, if that with a minimum of 20 cats. Everyday I want to call the health dept. Especially on days they let the cats out and they walk across my vehicles. Ahhh yes, the joys of old age. I do not want to get old. My Momma says when she starts showing any signs of acting like Nan to put her away in the nursing home. I told her they won't take her this soon. : )
Today Chell came and brought my nephew Hunter down. Of course Dave and I couldn't spend any time with him since we both have strep and are still running fevers. How long will it take for this crud to go away?? I am ever so cranky. haha.

Alright, enough with my boring life. What did everyone else do this weekend?

Did I happen to mention I was estatic to see all the comments on my blog today?? Wow, I felt really special!! I love SITS. If you are not a memeber, you should. You can find some really cool blogs.
Alright, I have to get some sleep for work tomorrow, another Monday, YEA!!

I am so over yesterday. Becky was right, I just needed to get it out of my system. once I did it was like a weight had been lifted off of me.
Today is beautiful outside. A high of 81, I can't believe it's Aug and we're having 81 degree weather. I'll take it today while I'm off though.
I think we're going on a picnic. Hope everyone is having a great weekend!!


Is it just me.......

I slept in this morning for the first time in I don't know when. DH woke me up going through stuff in our "filing drawer". See, we sold the T-Bird he had when we met, and while he was off yesterday sick he didn't look for the title ect. until this morning around 9:45 when we had to go 30minutes away to the courthouse. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR............why do men do this crap?? Is it just mine or does anyone else have this problem?? Ok, I understand he's sick. I should feel bad since I gave him the strep, BUT it doesn't matter if he's sick or not. It's ALWAYS last minute with him. Then when you're halfway to your destination he hits the steering wheel, (this let's me know he forgot something without saying so of course). This is a continuous re-occurring process when he does something. It irritates the beegeebees outta me.
Ok, back to the waking up late. So I asked him if he wanted me to go with him. "You don't have to, but if you want to......blah, blah, blah" Alright, enough already, just tell me you want me to go or not, I don't really care!!!!!!
So of course I go. He says as we're going towards the door, "Do you want to take the Jimmy or the car?" I'm thinking does it matter?? Just pick one, we're LATE!!! (The courthouse closes at 11 on Saturday, did I mention that?). As I am getting dressed I realize our bedroom looks like a tornado has gone through it and I ask, "Does this bedroom look like a Maria bedroom to you??" Response as he looks around the room, "Nooo...." looks up at me with deer in the headlight look. Then my questions is always, "How did it get this way?!?!"
I have been sick all week. I know I am grumpy. BUT while I was off those two days I did manage to run the dust, run the sweeper, and clean the fridge out, even though I felt like a Mack Truck and I had become close, close as in it running over me backing up and doing it again x 3. He on the other hand on a good day can't pick up his clothes that he takes off!!! The 5 pairs of shoes at the door?? His reasoning, "Well, I might need a pair".
As we are on the way back from the courthouse he ask, "what do you want to do with the rest of the day?" I said, "clean up the house since my fairy didn't come while I was at work". He says nothing.
I come into the house and I want to scream bloody murder. But I don't. I can feel it festering up inside of me. I start picking stuff up and realize it's his stuff. Papers, magazines, shoes, etc. So I quit because I start getting aggravated again at him. Then I think, I'll wash a load of clothes. I go to sort the clothes. He has 3 loads to my 1. How is this possible?? ***Big Sigh****
What has happened to me?? When I look at myself, I want to know what happen to that girl I use to be. Where did she go? What is she doing these days because she doesn't live in this body anymore. Heck, I don't even realize this body/blob.
I look around me and I don't even see anything in my home, or my life that resembles me. Or does it resemble this blob I see in the mirror daily?
I don't want to be a bad wife. I don't want to be a nagging wife either. I want him to have a nice home, that looks like he has a good wife. I want it to smell fresh and be clean. I don't have to have an immaculate looking home, just organized, clean. I can handle lived in, but ram sacked, no way. It's not as though I have any more time than he does. We work at the same place, ride the same distance, keep the same work hours.
Sorry, I know this is not my usual post but I am so frustrated. I will try better next post. I just had to get that out.