How Could One Puppy Be Such A Mischievious Child

His name is Avery. He is a little brown Vazsla. His breed is more or less a hunting dog, but I think he is a mountain goat. He stands on the back of my tall chair and jumps accross to the bar, where he stands lookin over the room, barking at our red-neck Bahamanian turtle. Avery thinks he is the ruler of the roost. He has investigated every inch of our house, making sure he pulls out every loose thing he can find, and he gets my shoes and chews on them. Also he pulls the clothes out of the hamper, gets everything within his reach and climbs up on the tables to get the rest. He loves his chewy bones and he has hidden one under every chair cushion. He is a very verbal puppy, barking to get his way. He sleeps at the foot of my bed. curls up under the cover and cuddles as if he is the most innocent of all puppies. He looks at me with those cute brown puppy eyes, gives a sigh and goes to sleep. He gets as limber as a rag. You could pick him up and put him in the garbage for all he cares at that time. Sometimes he roots his way behind me and I awaken and am afraid I have stiffled him. Well in the mornings he jumps to the floor the very instant I get up. Using his puppy pad then he follows me every step and as I drink my coffee, sitting at the computer Avery crawls up under my arm and demands attention. So I cover him up while I play my online games and search the web. He actually thinks he is a kid. I expect he may begin to actually talk soon...LOL....I do spank him but he thinks this is a ame. But when he gets too rough, as actually biting me on the arm, I get a fly swat after him..He is afraid of this..thank goodness........He has a doggie brother, Lincoln, a well-mannered Lasa Alphso whom tolerates him but could eat him alive if he wanted to. Avery pulls Lincoln around by his beard and sits on his head. He even puts his whole face in Lincoln's mouth. All in all Avery is a mean lil dog-child. I have allowed him to be tied on the porch and you would think I had dropped him off in China {no offense to China] but He will bark nonstop till I have to let him in. He has never stepped his foot on the ground, but I have taken him in the car. He has a little harness and a red bandana on his neck. I love him so much even if he is a meanie. So that is the update on Avery...............will keep you posted

Making Home-Made Candy

I really love making candies and confections, frosted pecans, black walnut/chocolate fudge, peanut butter fudge,divinity,chocolate cherries, pioneer potato candy. Also truffles, candies with jellied centers, marshmellow Easter eggs, brittle butter crunch, coconut kisses,sweet potato candy, macarroon fruit bars,caramel nut bars, peanut brittle, dipped pretzels, lollipops, candy strawberries, pecan logs,taffy, cinnamin rocks,Christmas ribbons, p-nutbutter balls, popcorn crunch, but of all of these my favorite is chocolate fudge with walnuts. I also love to bake pies, cakes and make my own icing, usually 7 minute frosting for the pies, lemon, butterscotch, banana creme, chocolate and my favorite fruit pies are peach, apple , cherry and chocolate. I also love to make breads of all kinds, home-made biscuits, rolls, white bread and muffins, blueberry is my favorite. I love a big, big tall icing on my pies, no scimping here. My hubbie, though makes the best cornbread. I have made chicken-n-dumplings this evening. I still roll them out thin and I make a large amount. The broth is usually very rich and these dumplings are mouth-watering GOOD. Take some time one day and make your favorites..the family will love it and it taste so much better than what you buy. Some of these goodies can be frozen for later use, and some make nice gifts. Did I make you wish for a sweet piece of candy or confection? Sure I did. When you begin to make your goodies, remember to get all your ingredients and take time to enjoy your venture in making home -made candies......Have A Nice Evening

Driving North on U.S. 23

Recently in Pike County we have added several lanes of traffic on u.s. 23 north of Pikeville....the roadthat leads to our business district, mainly Walmart. Well a lot of these people evidently do not know how to drive on more lanes than two. As I start driving north the lanes begin to widen and I know the far left lane is foe turning left or passing when it is safe. The middle lane is for through traffic and the right is for those turning right eventually. The people around here are all over the road, from left to right to right to left, pulling out in front of you, passing from one lane to another. It is so annoying. Also they tend to S.P.E.E.D. I will be going 45 and they will pass going 55 and if I speed up they go as fast as their car will go. I have seen some go 70's and 80's mph. This small stretch of highway is very dangerous and so many have been killed here. There are some very rude drivers also, giving you bad hand gestures and mouthing bad lanuage. Once at these red lights a guy made a esture at another and the guy got out of his car at the light and tried to beat his windows in. Also at Walmart they willpractically run over you if you get to park before someone else. Where did "PATIENCE"go? Good gosh what is the hurry? They are so rude and I try to pay them no mind and give them no eye contact. One evening at dark I was en route to Walmart and was nearing the red light, and out of nowhere a car whipped accross the 4-lane in front of me and my first thought was "Oh my gosh I am going to hit this car". I tried to stop, slamming on the brakes. The car proceeded on accross and booked it right on up the road in front of traffic. How he wasn't killed is beyond me. I called 911 and told them "A MANIAC" was loose on this road. They caught him and he was driving drunk. I was lucky it just busted out my front head lights and scared me. But once again someone had not obeyed the rules and had crossed the highway on a wrong turn-off. So many people are killed this way. I really am a cautious driver and I am quick to react. Soon my grandson will be driving and I really think he will makea very good driver. I have a lot of trust in him. All of my children are good drivers and obey all the rules and do not drink or dissobey the law. If everyone would drive defensively and watch out for the "other guy" they will arrive "alive" and always wearing their seat belts. Once a friend of mine was hit by a drunk, dopehead and is now serving 10 years in the penitentuary. Lucky, though injured, they lived through that, and thankful everyone in her car had on their seat belts. You never know what is up ahead so beware and slow down..it might just make a difference between your life and the life of others.............Well gotta go, happy driving, stay safe and put on those seat belts. Remember those "Blue lights" don't look too pretty when they are pulling up behind you....

Peeping Through The Window

Viewing someone's blog is kind of like peeping through the window. The blogger though knows this when they write. They do not ask to see into the viewer's window. A blog is someone's personal look at life and can be informative, funny, scary or even it may give someone a lift during their day. Blogs should not be full of gossip, should not put anyone down or give info on any particular person or thing. Peeping through someone's window is fun and should be considered appreciative. The viewer can remain anonyomous and the blogger does not have to conversate with them unless they leave a comment. I have no secrets and only write because I have always been a writer. I also have a book of poetry and have published dozens.It runs in the family. Hope my blogs are fun to you and I will continue with them as the mood strikes. Remember if you are reading these blogs to spread gossip or just want to peep through the window, the choice is yours....Remember we are all human and we tend to see things differently and we comphrehend things differently so have fun and be nice and stay cool............Geepers..Creepers..where'd you get them peepers..lol

Bills Bills Bills

So many bills. Our electricity bill has almost doubled, my insurance is not as cheap as that little lizard says it could be, my car pym. is a doozy and our gas bill is not low. The price of food has raised. The smallest bag of chips has risen to $1.29 and there are about 6 chips in there. Gas goes up and down, and even my tv bill has risen. Stimulus check.....bring it on..Obama. I need new tires. For entertainment the kids want new x-box live games, movies, new clothes, new skateboards, eating out...it is no wonder this country is going bankrupt. Everyone gets everything they want without thinking. Credit cards consumed, buying things to keep up with the Joneses. The Joneses are going bankrupt too. It will run its course, of course. I like nice things and I want the kids to have good things too, but they need to learn the value of money. When we keep catering to them , we are setting them up for a let-down when they are adults. Then they will see how hard it is to keep a dollar. I have been actually planning meals at home, though my grandson rarely eats it, unless it is something he wants, I have enjoyed having a good home-cooked meal. It is cheaper and I like it better. This food out in these fast food chains are a poor excuse for a meal. Children are getting so used tothis they donot like home cooking. When I was growing up, we had no choice but to eat what was on the table, take it or leave it. We usually finished our plates. With our economy the way it is, we should watch the way we spend our money and spend more time with the kids and sit around a dinner table and chat about your day. We might get to know each other a little better. I see people driving and eating burgers and slurping milk shakes and chattin on a cell phone all at the same time. Sometimes they come at me on the road. I usually give them "th horn". My grandson gives them more but he is a young teen. They do not hear what he really is saying about them..Our forefathers would flipover if they could see what a mess we have gotten ourselves in,eating on the run, speaking a couple of words a day to our kids and allowin them to play vicious games, as if it is the norm. Kids should be rewarded only after they have cleaned up their rooms, been helpful around the house, have kept their smart mouth to a minimun. Then they will appreciate going to a movie or buying that expensive game. Today they do not know the worth of a dollar. Oh well, everyone, just keep on trucking and remember to pay your bills. When you leave the arrears they tend to multiply too quickly. Eat in and enjoy your family. Take care and have a nice day, courtesy of this all American bill payer

A Rose For A Young Love

As I waited for my grandson to go inside the floral to buy his first rose for his sweetie, a beautiful little girl he has been seeing for 6 months, I couldn't help but notice the gentlemen coming out with flowers. Some had red roses, some had yellow, some had a mixture of spring flowers, some had candy boxes and roses, and I noticed the ages of the men. Some were 20's, some were 30's, 40's, 50+, etc. One very elderly man was barely walking and carrying a beautiful bunch of roses. I suppose he had bought many flowers over the years. All of these men had a special heart in mind. My grandson also had a special heart in mind and he bought his first rose and a fluffy dogie and a candle and a card. Of course the card stated, along with love that there is not another rose on the planet just like this rose and not another like himself..A good way to put it. He had a little brother go to her door and present this to her and he told him to tell her "This is compliments from.."T Daddy.She smiled and accepted. Young love is sweet and simple, uncomplicated and pure. These other men coming out with the roses probably have a story to tell, but nevertheless they walked proudly along with their roses. How great it is to be someone's Valentine. Send your love to someone today . Happy Valentine's Day 2009

My Favorite Things

Compliments of my Lord Jesus,who gives us all that is good....
the singing birds, the sound of raindrops, smell of popcorn popping, fresh breeze from an opened window, a colorful rainbow, new mown grass, children's laughter, a family get together, a cuddly baby, a warm glo from a fire, the lights at Christmas, a lovely snow that seems to blanket the earth, a host of tulips, swans in the lake, a ray of sunshine, a candle glowing, the smell of fresh coffee, the moon coming up from the hills, a spring morning, the warmth of a new puppy, and most of all the love of my family...All these things are priceless as they are a gift from above...Happiness can not be bought as the best things in life are free........
Have a good night
And a Happy tomorrow

Hillbilly Days...Ya'll Come

When I was a little girl it would embaress me for someone to just say the word'Hillbilly". To me that was someone from the backwoods with broken black teeth, bibbed overalls, big dirty bare feet,and a corn cob pipe stuck in the mouth. That scared me so much. Also use to the head of the hollow was usually full of old shacks hanging off a hill with chickens clucking around the porch, and old ladies churning butter and swatting flies. Also kids with rotten teeth and barefeet running around the barn chasing a rooster....Well my grandparents owned the whole head of a hollow and they had cows, horses, hogs livestock, and they owned a saw mill and had about 50 hired hands. The evening freight train would load up all the livestock eggs, cattle or whatever and it would be shipped on toward Ashland. My Mom told me a story once about her dad putting her pet rooster in a cage and shipping him off. She was so hurt over this. When I remember this things were not flourishing as much, but they gardened on both sides of the mountains as far as you could see. They canned and gave a lot of food away to friends. I use to climb the mountains and go inside the caves and go inside his coal mines. It was damp under there and water dripped. It was scary. Now that estate has been bought by a prominent lawyer and a mansion sits there and it looks quiet and reserves. Little do they know or woulnn't even care to know that happy times were known throughout the mountains and that every flower imaginable covered the lane, lilac bushes, rose bushes,weepimg willows, dogwood trees and fruit trees and walnut, beechnut, mulberry and also popow trees. I am proud to be from our mountains, I just do not like being labeled as a hillbilly.........In April our town celebrates "Hillbilly Days". Country music , clogging, foot stomping music and folks with billybob teeth and overalls greet you with a "Howdy". We have a carnival, beauty contests,venders saling everything from dried apple old people to Indian jewelry, leathers, straw hats. Also the food....OH the food. It smells soooo good. It is the best ever and the funnel cakes with strawberries and powdered sugar make my mouth water. This event last 3 days and I enjoy every minute of it. On the last day , on a Saturday we have a parade, and it is exciting.I have gone to Hillbilly Days for years and so has my whole family. Our town is very neat for after it is over the town is totally cleaned up as if it never happened. Maybe there are some true hillbillys around here some where and maybe they still enjoy the rough life, I don't know. But I am from the hills and love it here. I have seen the ocean and other cities and there is no where like home here in the mountains. Ya'll Come

Hillbilly Days 2009 Coming up

When I was

Ya'll Come On Down To Hillbilly Days

When I was a little girl it would embarress me if someone mentioned the word "hillbilly". That word brought the stigma of someone with broken teeth and bibbed overalls and no shoes and a string of younguns with rotten teeth. So that kinda scared me. But later the word hillbilly sort of made me think of country music and beans and corn bread and sallit greens. I never thought of myself as a hillbilly but I guess if you live up here in the hill country you are a hillbilly. My dictionary says a hillbilly is "a person who lives in or comes from the mountains or backwoods."But use to the backwoods housed only old raw-board houses with coal stored under the floor and chickens clucking around the yard and an outhouse sitting over the creek. Now the lawyers and doctors have ended up with the backwoods. My grandmother and grandfather owned a 'complete head of a holler and they had cattle, horses,hogs,livestock and a garden that extended from mountain to mountain. They gardened and lived practically off the land. They also had a saw mill and employed about 50 people. Now that land belongs to a lawyer who built a mansion on that estate.In my memory there will always be a country home where us grandkids romped the hills and crawled in caves and back inside my grandpa's coal mine. Nothing ever stays the same. ....

Wouln't it be nice to win the lottery

I very rarely play the lottery because I think it is a waste of money. However in any event that I should win millions, I would guess I would have a whole lot of new friends. They would probably come out of the woodwork. But let me see, just what would you do with millions? First, I would be in such disbelief it would take days to kick in and then I would probably be in some kind of dream world and not really believe it..Then later I would probably begin to think of spending or investing or both. After giving the kids a large amount and paying offmy bills I would prabably go lookin for a fancy vehicle, one no one else had ever bought, and a new home worth millions with acres and acres of flat well-landscaped property and a butler to go with it, and a maid and a chaueffeur. Of couse I would buy the kids one too and spoil them all. Then I would begin my giving. I would remember the people that had helped me through life and give to them. Then the poorest people I could think of would now be smilin for I would give generously to them and to a few really good churches.After I went on vacation, with my own summer resort, I would come home,to my new fancy home all tan and wearing diamonds and riding my chauffered new rare one of a kind vehicle. I haven't figured out which one yet..................I would have a large skate park built for my grandson and all his friends. I would buy all the grandchildren whatever they ask for and then sit back and put my feetup and start trying to become someone I really wasn't. I have never had a lot of money to throw so I would be like a kid at Christmas. They say large amounts of money never end up to any good and that the lottery is evil. Knowing this makes me a little wary. I sure don't want to become hexed. So I can dream on because me winning the lottery is about as real as finding a diamond in a fish or a cat with a cow's head...But it would be fun as long as it lasts and the way money goes here it wouldn't last very long..I like to shop quite a lot..........Now back to earth and the real world my new puppy, Avery, is ruling the house. He chews upmy shoes, pulls my hair, licks me in the teeth and climbs upon my head and sits there. He thinks he is the king. I spank him sometimes and he still nips at me. He has a very bad behavorial problem, and he does not always use his puppy pads, instead he tears them apart and carries the shreds all over. He tries to pull my 'Lincoln" around by his beard. Lincoln is a huge laso alphso and he will not hurt Avery. Lincoln climbs up in my lap when I am on the computer to get away from little mean tail. I took Avery out in the car last night and he loved it and did not get sick. Lincoln gets car-sick and cannot travel..I think Lincoln has been a bad boy because my only kitten that sleeps on the porch was found dead and I bet Lincoln mauled it because he hated cats..But dogs are dogs and I still love Lincoln. Oh well, outside the wind is blowing. We are expecting some wind gusts up to 60 mph My garbage cans will leave home at this time and be at someone else's house oe get busted by these big mack trucks that fly by here. As long as we don't get blown away I guess I can stand the wind................hope you can win the lottery if you play. I get happy just seeing someone else win.even if I can't.....Have a good one.

I Want To Have A Yard Sale

I have a large selection of items I would like to sale. I give all through the year and now I have things to sale. It is a usual sale-to-be. I have beautiful clothes, a lot of sizes, household items, lamps toys, toys, toys, a car bed for a boy,lots of ridee toys and everything from what-nots to even a car. It is a collector car...a 1984 Cutless, beautiful original body, no scratches or bumps. This an Oldsomobile. It is a light blue color. We were asking 2000.oo dollars but came down to $1500.00. Isn't it weird how "Things" just accumulate all through the year..gifts, stuff you thought you needed and stuff you wish you had not bought. I am one to buy and get tired of it pretty quickly. I give to our local thrift shop and Goodwill too, but I have a yard sale in view and when it warms up I shall go to my daughters. She has a big nice yard in an area where lots of people travel and last year she and I did really good at our sale there. I sell cheap because I love a bargain and give my customers a bargain also. They love my sales. It is usually very hot weather and we have a very cool porch to sit on and we are very helpful to our customers. They really love our stuff. Last year people rode by and bought a lot of larger items and outside play gyms, they just jumped out of their suv's and away they went, stuff hanging out the back. This day and time with our economy so bad, a yard sale is a blessing. I also love to go to other yard sales. Sometimes people are pricin too high and sometimes I get a bargain. Anyway I need to unclutter. It is good to be free of "Stuff' and then you can go and buy more "Stuff' See the cycle doesn't end. Everyone helping eachother. When I know someone is really in need,"I can usually tell by the person" I give them extra for their money, especially if they have lots of children.......So I will separate my sizes, make sure my glassware doesn't get broken and put up with all these toys till a pretty warm summer-like day......Wish me luck....Oh well I will be satisfied with my sale no matter what. It is trying that counts. Who knows someone may come by and buy me out...Yea, I wish.

Makenzie Is Having A Ball With Bubby and Lil Sissy

Three little grandchildren dressing up, running, laughing,playing with loads of toys, dolls,cars,games,dress-up clothes, picnicing in a corner, playing hide-n-seek...having a ball,Makenzie is so happy that she has a brother and sister to play with. Laughter can be heard . Baby Vaeh loves to listen to big sissy and they have a ball together. These children so remind me of their Mom when she was little, and she too had a sister and a brother to play with who was near her age. They were like 5,4, and 2 yrs. old. They always played together so well, never fighting. Gina was always the "Mom" and she had so many dolls. She and Crystal loved them so much and David fixed all the tires on the cars and let his Ninja Turtles fight it out. Today Gina and Crystal are #1 Mommies..They have happy children and they have been showered with love. I am sorry for children whom have no siblings. They are missing so much. That closeness will follow these lovely grandchildren through life and they can always count on each other...I lost count on the number of Bratz dolls at 78...they have a big family of them and so many things to play with......What a Wonderful Childhood..and Gina and Jarrid you both are the best parents ever.....Love all of You.....Mom

My Favorite Foods.......Yum...Yum....and Yum

To start my day I would prefer pork chops, gravy, and buttermilk biscuits, home made, of course. Also I like blueberry muffins and pancakes and sausage....along withjuice and a very hot cup of coffee. Now for a snack I would prefer a banana and cheese and crackers and a pepsi. For lunch I would like homemade soup or chili with a p-nut butter sandwich. For dinner (we always called the last meal, supper]. I would like fried chicken, the way I fry it, mashed potatoes, slaw, baked beans, cornbread and macroni and cheese. Then for dessert I would like a fruit salad with chocolate cake and fruit punch. I also would like, for another day, turkey and dressing, meatloaf,fish and fries, tacos, pizza, fried potatoes, fried cabbage, bacon and pintos along with Tommy's special cornbread. He really makes the best ever. Ocasionally I like a banana split, red velvet cake, brownies, or a pineapple up-side down cake with ice scream....and apple pie and lemon and butterscotch and chocolate and peach and oh my goodness all of them. So many times it is easier to eat something just heated up or just a sandwich and if I eat a sandwich I would prefer ham, lettuce cheese, pickles, onion,mayo on texas toast. For drinks I prefer Pepsi or punch. Before bed I would like a cup of fruit filled cereal and a cup of milk........Eating is one of life's little pleasures....Now I said this is what I prefer not necessarily what I always eat, but it sure sounds good to me. What about you? This restaurant food is so bland compared to your home cooked meals. I would rather have one home made biscuit than a dozen from a can....Take time to cook your favorites and so will I. Remember your kitchen is the best restaurant in town.....Written while very hungry so I'd better go raid the fridge..................O.K.....let's see what's here...........yogurt...yes yes

Angels With a Broken Wing

Among us are people who may be going through a hard time or may need just a kind word to start their day. These angels with the broken wings may need us to help them in little ways. Here are a few things you may do to do your good deed for the day...Call someone today and let them know you care, listen to what they are saying. Ask them, "Is there anything I can do for you?". Say "thank you" to someone today. Tell someone they look nice. Tell someone you love them and give them a warm hug. Forgive someone today..Wear a smile and think positive. Look in the mirror each mornin and say "I love you" to yourself. When you drive, slow down and allow someone to get out in front of you. Remember to say "I'm sorry'". Remember to praise your children. In this fast pace world it is easy to scorn them but hug them, look them in the eye and say simply, "I love you and appreciate the little things you do for me. Instead of arguing with your spouse, try agreeing a few times. Would you rather be right or unhappy?
Every day should begin with thanking the Lord for your day and each day try doing at least one good deed for someone. Afterall remember Jesus walked about, doin good upon this earth. Let's help these angels with the broken wings and help them to fly again..The joy that you give to others is the joy that will come back to you......Good Sunday Morning

IGuess I'm Just An Old Mother Hen

When one of my kids have a problem I try to listen and help solve. This is my motherly instinct, thouh my kids are all grown up. Recently a problem arose and I put my two cents in and got a little hot under the collar. When someone says or does something I think is not right towards the children or grandchildren they will answer to me. Many times at school I had to intervene and help put a stop to bullying and fighting on the school bus. Before me, I don't think it ever crossed their mind that this was wrong. The school was just letting things happen and was too lazy to admit their discipline was nil. I taught the kids to stay out of trouble but to take care of business. Everyone should tend to their own business and they would have a fulltime job and leave other people alone. I have raised 4 lovely daughters and they are wonderful mothers. They are so much like their Mom. They all have good husbands and their children are raised right. When one of us have a problem all of us are aware and we communicate with each other until the problem is solved. Sometimes I feel like an old mother hen still watching over her biddies. Sometimes I do fluff my feathers but I haven't flogged anyone yet. I do not fight their battles, I just prepare the battlefield ...LOL Gotta go..Bounty Hunter is on

How Do You Know When A Friend Is Really A Friend

I have a select amount of friends, and I guess I filter them so carefully that a few do not pass my "friends' test. Growing up taught me you cannot trust everyone. Someone who will gossip with you will also usually gossip about you. A friend will uphold you and be there when you need them, and I am hesitant to confide in just anyone. A friend is forgiving, and things do not get to a point where you shut them out. All of my children are forgiving, some more than others. My next to the oldest actually taught me to forive. She would come home from school all upset and get me in a tizzy and I would go to school to iron out the problem with fire in my eyes...only to see her arms tightly around her perpertrater, laughing and havin the best time. I felt foolish and then learned that forgiveness had been taught to me by my own child. She has many friends today and none of them ever get mad at her.I was one to get mad and pout and never ever wanted to speak to them again in a million years. My brother use to came hunt me after I got mad at the whole family at the dinner table. I would be hiding up high in our neighborhood beechnut tree. I was really wanting him to come hunt me but too stubborn to get down. Finally I would go home with him, only to find a very cold dinner. I guess it was because I was the youngest and was given attention. Through the years I selected my friends carefully, only allowing very few to come hame with me. One of my daughters has followed in my footsteps. She is quiet and loves to spend her time with her own family instead of so many friends. Another daughter can take them or leave them and my son likes friends until he finds they are not his type. He is a good boy. He ignores them and they go away. Girlfriends are like that too, no drinking, no doping and no wildcats please...good for him. I am born under "Scorpio" and this person will steer the ship and take you anywhere you wish to go, anfd if the ships happens to spring a leak, this person will go down with the ship.....But if you rub "Scorpio the wrong way or do them dirty they will scorn you and let you know you are not deservant of their friendship.....I try to do unto others as I would like them to do unto me, and I work on my anger until I have kept it at bay....I do forgive..I do not forget.....I would like the world to be perfect but it will never be so I cope with all kinds of people, some are not friends, some are not. I have neighbors whom I barely know their name, but I would be a friend in need...I would hope they would feel this way too. Once I had a neighbor whom would not let me out of my drive and if I got out before him, he would about run over me. Now that guy had a problem. But one of my neighbors was very helpful during an accident at our home.I have other neighbors whom are accross the street and I seen them everyday but don't know them.....If everyone would learn to 'live and let live' we would have a wonderful world. But back to the 'Friends" it is fine to have them as long as they respect you and do not rule you. Everyone needs his/her own space.My children and grandchildren are my best friends. My very best friend is Tommy, my husband. He will not put up with gossip and thinks a bunch of ladies yakking is a waste of their time..........so friends hope I haven't bored you...stay true to the ones you love and even with or without friends you are a great person and the Lord loves you.

In Memory Of Brayden......With All My Love

A Sweet and beautiful puppy came into our lives last year. He was fluffy, his color was blonde/tan, a smokey beige. I have neverseen a puppy any prettier. At first he was quiet anda littleshy. As thedays went on he began to get frisky. Oh, how he would run and jump and play with our other dogs. His master, Crystal treated him as her own littlechild, keeping him clean and fed good. She named him Brayden and taught him to howl with her. Many times she would call me just so I could hear Brayden and her, both howling together. Brayden also had a rabbit friend and a sissy whom is a Pekinguese. Brayden was a shetzu. His little mop of hair flowed all around his face and he had pretty brown eyes. One day Crystal told me Brayden was feeling bad..I knew he had all his shots and such so I thought it was just a virus maybe..He got weaker, getting a wee bit better at times..Crystal called and ask me if I would take him to the vet. I hesitated because I dread going thereat any time. But Trevez and I got him, all wrapped up in a warm blanket and he smelled so good and he felt so warm. At the vet's office the new lady vet said he was a very sick puppy and that he was severely dehydrated. She sugested keeping him over the weekend. After she took some blood tests I talked softly to Brayden...I even said "Are you feelin better, buddy. He stood up and shook his little body and sat back down. I told him I loved him..I was sort of satisfied that he was in good hands now. I laid him in her arms and went to pay the girlsat the front..I went shopping and got home. I was going to call Crystal to tell her about Brayden, but as soon as I entered my house Tommy said he had bad news.....Little Brayden had passes away. The vet had administered an IV and he fell over. They brought him back once and then he was gone. I was in shock..how did this happen? I just left him and he was ok.I really think what they did hastened his passing..Hewas weak but they gave him something too fast and too much..I cried a lot and could still his warmth as I had held him only a short time before. Had I had known the vet would have it end this way I would have never took him there. I knew he was sick but Crystal said he had even eaten and drank before he left there. Two little boys are missing their little buddy, Brayden..They thought we were joking when we told them he had passed away. He will be buried in the back at his home with pretty things on his grave and he will forever stay there with his loving family and when summer comes they will remember that sweet frisky little puppy who came into their lives and was taken away so fast...........Goodbye Sweet Brayden...Will Always remember and love you

Sometimes I Get Depressed

Sometimes dark clouds begin to float over your normal sunny day. Beyond your control a feeling of intending doom can try to control your day. Staying busy and going about your usual routine if you can may help channel your thoughts and fight the depression. Dealing with problems can challenge you strongly, especially if you can not solve them. Losing something or someone you love is the worse of them. Crying is very normal. Grieving is one of the steps of recovery. Some people cope in different ways, as with being mad and more aggressive or just wanting to be all alone to think. Which one of these we choose is normal but if it goes on for too long it is good to talk to a professional. But we usually bounce back, thanks to the Lord. It is my opinion that finding time to do the things that interest yourself can help. It may be something as simple as sitting quietly with a cup of coffee, petting your animals, going to shop, even without a lot of money, just browse around and get exercise. Talk to someone who cares and tell them how you feel. Talk to the Lord every day. He is never gone, and he won't hang up on you or shut the door on you for he knew you before you were born. Ask him to go along with you thrrough the sunshine and the cloudy days.Remember we can not control everything as we would like, we can only control the way we elect to handle the problem. It is our choice to be sad or happy. When depression starts to set in try to divert and get busy and if you can't do this just fight it until the dark clouds turn to a clear blue sky and rays of sun bein to peep through. Try to be thankful and don't keep your expectations too high..The Lord loves an humble forgiving person. Afterall remember he walked the earth doing good and he wants us to be happy. I myself, get depressed from time to time, tryin to cope with everything and I try to busy myself and I do ask the Lord for strength and guidence...Have a lovely bright and happy day today.....Remember yesterday is only a memory and tomorrow will always be way out there somewhere but today is yours...and we can only take one day at a time and make the most of it.....................From one who cares