Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Okay, so my buddy, Melissa, over at My Version of Sanity, has tagged me in a Me-Me.
I am supposed to answer her questions about myself, so here goes:

1. What is my favorite 80's song?
As my children can tell you, I do not discriminate in reference to 80s music. I have a sickness and it is called, STUCK IN THE 80s MUSIC. I love 80s music and can listen to it endlessly and very loudly (just ask my kids).
2. What is my favorite casserole? Well, I'm almost as sick about food as I am about music (one has only to look at me to note this). I am going to pick Chicken Cordon Bleu Casserole as my favorite, this week. :-))
3. Cheesecake or pie? I'm gonna have to go with Lemon Meringue Pie.
4. There are at least five hundred things that I would do over given the opportunity. That being said, each experience has brought me to where I am today. And I'm not wanting to give up my family.
5. I would rather read the book FIRST, and then see the movie. (If only to poke fun at the director).
6. Am I a yeller or a talker with my children? I would so love to lie to you and say I was a talker, but I have not been in times past. I will say that I am learning to be a talker, does that count?
7. Um, I don't have wings, so I'm gonna pick driving.
8. Would I rather go to New York City or California?
I'm not sure I want to go either of those places. I would like to substitute Jackson Hole Wyoming for either of these. And since this is my me-me, that's where I want to go.
I am supposed to tag eight people to do this me-me, but I just cannot do it. I don't want anyone getting mad at me for tagging them.
So, if you want to participate, please feel free.

Monday, September 27, 2010

Update on StanLee.....
Unfortunately, my son located his puppy yesterday afternoon. Not a good outcome. Thanks for all the care and concern.
Hope everyone has a great week.

Friday, September 24, 2010

Michelle and the hateful, horrible, awful day...................

Today started off pretty good. I got my little sugar lump up and fed and dressed and took her and dropped her off at school. She was ready and raring to go for school today.
And then, the day got suddenly horrible...I mean, hateful, horrible, awful. In just the space of about twenty seconds, the laughter I had bubbling up in me was GONE!!!!

As I pulled back into our yard (our driveway is curvy and lined with trees and old stumps) I ran over what I thought was a stump. As I looked in the rearview mirror, I saw a sight that stole my breath away.
There was StanLee, our beautiful chocolate lab puppy running hell-bent for leather into the wooded lot. It took me about twenty seconds to realize that I had not hit a stump. In fact, I had run over my poor puppy.
I had to come inside and wake up my two boys to help me look for him. And we did. High and low; low and high, and I had to make them stop looking and get ready for school. And then we looked some more. (We live on ten acres and about99.99999% of that is woods). And the property surrounded ours is dense trees and underbrush.
Finally, I had to abandon the search and make the boys go to school. My oldest boy, (this was his puppy) is very angry with me and it breaks my heart. I have not seen my son cry in a long time and as we were searching, the tears were rolling down his face. My heart is broken. Not so much about the dog, although I do love that rascal, but because my son's heart is broken and I was the cause of it.
My husband got home from work and spent hours looking through the underbrush and has not been able to find StanLee.
My house is a sad place today.

Thursday, September 23, 2010


What an experience. At my church, on every Wednesday night while school is in session, we have teams that cook dinner. There are six teams, so we only have to cook once every six weeks. And to that I have to say, thank you Lord.
Last night was my first time ever being a team leader. I was large and in charge of the church kitchen. And they can be kind of strict, you know what I mean?
Anyway, my meal will be chicken and rice; green beans; rolls; and a variety of cakes for desert.
This being my first time and all, I got my pans of broth ready to heat up so I could put the uncooked rice in it. I was just sitting around there all fat, dumb and happy when the "head" honcho over all the teams comes in and asks me why my broth isn't even hot and it's just two hours before we start serving. I said, "WHAT??????" ACK!!!!! Apparently, you can't plug both pans in at the same receptacle. It flipped the breaker.
It's a good thing she came along, cause I didn't even know where the breaker box was.
Long story short, we barely got the chicken and rice done in time to start serving. Good news is, it got done and we served over 100 dinners.
So, the youth (who are the beneficiaries of the monies earned) wound up making a good profit on their investment.
YAY, only five more weeks till it's my turn AGAIN!!!! How long did they say school lasts this year?????
I hope you all are having a blessed week.

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

I sure wish I had one of these growing out in my yard. Of course, then I would have to have some serious security, cause everyone would be sneaking in to pick some for themselves.

I am having an issue these days. I ask myself, how come the crooks are the ones who keep getting richer. While the middle class of America and the lower income of America keep getting poorer and poorer and poorer.

What's up with that?

I have always heard that money can't buy you happiness.....well, I would like about a million dollars to find that out for myself.

What would you do with a million, even a couple hundred thousand?

Tuesday, September 14, 2010


Today's question is:

What reality TV show would I want to be a contestant on?

Uhm, okay. No, not survivor. There's no food, and everybody is all stinky, no, not that one.
Uhm, nah, no Big Brother. Cannot stand all the drama.

I think that I would like to be on Clean House. Yeah, get Neicy up in here to get me a makeover on a couple rooms in my house. And some fine looking helpers to cart off truck loads of garbage. Yep, that's it, that's the one.

If you wanna play, go to Shannon's place and link up.

Monday, September 13, 2010

I know you are hoping that I won the lottery. But, alas, it is not to be.

I just found out that I am the winner of the BlogHero contest over at . She wanted us to leave a comment on who

our blog hero was. To be truthful, I had forgotten that I even entered the

contest. I know, ungrateful heifer that I am.....

Anywho, she just notified me that I had won a wonderful MUG that she

had gotten just for ME.....and it has some sillybandz in it. (My daughter is so gonna love that).

She really is a funny lady, you should hear her talking to herself sometime.

In the meantime, if you need me, Ima be camping down by the mailbox waiting for my prize to arrive.

Hope y'all had a great Monday. Keep on smiling.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Ya'll see these aggravating li'l .............*&@#$S?
I'm so ready for cooler weather, and not just because I hate to sweat.
I'm so sick of the GNATS. They are everywhere. You go outside, open your mouth to speak and man, you've swallowed one. Or one of the little aggravaters flies right into your eye, and that burns like heck.
The other reason I really, really hate gnats, is because when they are waiting around outside to attack the unsuspecting person, they are hanging around a certain unmentionable part of the anatomy of a dog for the most part. That's why we call 'em dog peter gnats. And that makes me throw up in my mouth a little every time I swallow one or one flies into my eye or when they are swarming my head.
Please, let the cooler weather come on.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

Good Saturday everyone. I just have some random thoughts for today, hope they don't bore you to tears.

I was just contemplating how there is nothing like the smell of fresh cow manure early in the morning. My middle child volunteered himself to take care of the feeding of two of the FFA cows this weekend. (Translated: Mom has to get up extra early on her only day to sleep late). Oh well, he's a very energetic, go-getter kind of kid. I kind of love him. It was very nostalgic for me to watch him care for these two animals. One had been de-horned and the wound site needed care. My boy, in the pen with these two big ole honking cows. Where has the time gone and how did he manage to grow up so fast? My head is spinning.

I L.O.V.E. a yard sale. I am looking for a small writing desk with two drawers on the side for my daughter's bedroom. It would be for her to do homework on and store her supplies in. (She's a writer, don't ya know). She spends hours sitting and writing stories. I kind of love her too. No luck on the desk today, but I did score a cool piece of luggage for an incredibly low price, YAY for me!!!! I also found a set of three ceramic nesting bowls with a delft blue pattern. Can you say INSTANT LOVE? I can. Incredibly low price as well.

I love my oldest son, too. I don't really have a cool story about him today, but he makes my heart feel good. He has a true servant's heart and I pray that God will do a mighty work in him.

Last night, we went, as a family (dad included) and saw the movie, Despicable Me. I loved that silly little movie. I laughed, I almost cried. But most of all, I loved the little country movie theater that we go to see movies at. It is only open on Friday night, Saturday night, and Monday night. It is owned by a local family in the next little town over. And let me tell you, if you sent your teenager to this theater without you, there is no way that you would have to worry about them behaving in a manner that was not good. The little old lady owner insists on proper behaviour at all times AND there is a dress code. You will not see anyone's underwear in this place. Nosireebob. They have a plethora of Coke collectibles and memorabilia in the lobby and all throughout the theater. It really is a treat to go to movie and not have to watch an R rated show put on by the people attending the movie. Just plain, good old fashioned family fun.
Oh well, plans are to attend an anniversary barbeque this afternoon and then chillax tonight. Tomorrow, we'll do Sunday school and church.

Prayers going up to the families of those who lost loved ones on this anniversary date of 9/11. Please lift them up and remember our service men and women on foreign soil and those here on domestic soil.
May you all be blessed in the coming week.

Thursday, September 9, 2010

Hello out there everyone. I just read the news that my bloggy friend Lilly's husband, Roy, passed away this morning from bladder cancer.
I don't really know Lilly. I didn't know Roy. But I followed her blog and caught snippets of their life together.
I have watched them both be so courageous in the fight against this horrible disease.
If you get a chance and you don't mind, please say a prayer for Lilly and her family in this season of grief. If you'd like to read some of her wonderful posts you can go to
Thank you bloggy buddies. Have a blessed evening.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Okay, just a quick update.....I survived....I mean, my son survived his first football game. His team got whooped, but he survived. They put him in as the center. Those big ole boys came charging at him and he didn't run. He was much smaller but he took what they gave him and pushed back. Mama is so proud, can you tell?
AND BONUS, I didn't show out or yell. I promised him that I would not do anything that would shame Jesus or him and I am happy to say that I kept my word.
P.S. Angela Darhling is preggers!!!!!! YIPPEE!!!!!
Y'all have a good Wednesday now, you hear?

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Can you see #51? That's my youngest son. He has decided to play middle school football this year. Me, I'm not sure about all this.
He has been running (or conditioning) as he calls it, this past summer. Getting up in the early hours of the morning to run before it became blistering hot. He has endured practice for the last three weeks in the early afternoon hours (in the blistering heat) to get ready for this football season.
I'm not sure that I can sit in the stands (quietly) and watch other boys hit and run over my boy. Does anyone understand that?

The other players may see this: This is what I see:
Y'all better not hurt my baby. I might have to come up outta those stands and get you. Can you even imagine the embarrassment I could cause him? LOL!!
Hope you all are having a blessed week.!