Tuesday, August 25, 2009


I have a grandson who is two and he is such a cutie pie; in fact, sometimes I call him that. He loves for me to come and visit because I play with him. (Did I say "play")? Yes I did. We play a game that he calls "Bonk-a-lonk. That is when we push his little cars and trucks forward and they hit something, we say "BONK"! Sometimes we chase each other around their pool table with two large plastic vehicles and run into each other and again it's "BONK!" I love to make up games to play with him and he loves for me to come and visit (opps I mean "play") with him.

Sometimes we play with his plastic animals from a farm and a Noah's Ark toy that he has. I move them around and make the noises for them. He always makes sure he hides the lion because I think he is kind of scared of him; so when I come to visit and we decide to play with the animals, he will say, "alt oh, where did the lion go?" Since I know where he hides the lion, I bring it out and ask if he wants it, but he says no and so grandma has to put it back in it's hiding place. Sometimes when he comes to visit grandma, he will just out of the blue say "alt oh, where did the lion go?" and then I repeat it; now it has become a part of our playing routine.

Now I have a question: "Alt oh, where did the summer go?"

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

What Is Wrong With Me?

Over the past couple of weeks, I have been feeling angry and it has taken almost nothing to set me off. I think it began with my trip home from Minnesota a couple of weeks ago. June 18th was the 14th anniversary of my mother's tragic death in a truck trailer accident. I just kept thinking about her and many thoughts about that horrible day came to my mind. Shortly before I left for Minnesota, my brother-in-law passed away from a horrible accident that just suddenly happened, and before that, an old friend passed away; preceding that, an old childhood friend. However, after a bit, I felt I was handling all of this pretty well, then Michael Jackson passed away. Since then there has been a great deal of publicity about Michael.

Michael Jackson has been an entertainer for all of my adult life and the young lives of my sons. I have kept up with him pretty much throughout the years, but I guess I never expected someone as popular as he to just pass away out of the blue. Granted, I was shocked like the rest of his fans.

I hadn't been in touch with the secular part of entertainment for quite a few years because I have been concentrating mostly on my walk with God, attending church and just trying to follow Him the best I could. My thoughts and a great deal of my conversations have revolved around the Lord and my family. But in the past week or so, I have been experiencing a great deal of depression and feeling despondent.

I am surprised about how much of the Michael Jackson publicity I have been reading and watching on television. It is just unbelievable that he would pass on in the prime of his life. Yesterday, while watching the memorial,I came to the conclusion that I am actually grieving Michael's death; just thinking about how sad his life was and how that now he is gone; he is so much in the limelight. Somehow I wish he could see how people all over the world are grieving, listening to his music, watching films of him on television, spending a great deal of money on his music and other items pertaining to him and trying to remember him. It seems as though people are almost worshipping him and referring to him an "idol," which I do not agree with. Even though I don't look upon people or man made objects as "idols" I am still very sad about Michael's life and death. I guess even though I never met him except for on television; it almost seems as though he was family because my sons always listened to his music, we have watched him on television over the years and have read about him in the newspapers. I felt so bad for him during the bad publicity and never believed that he molested any children. Even though people said he was "weird," I believe that some things in his childhood or even his adult life caused those problems in him.

Yesterday as I watched the coverage of his memorial I began to think deep, wondering how people would act if Jesus would all of a sudden appear on earth as he did many years ago. I would like to think there would be a much bigger crowd of people and excitement all over the world. I imagined that I would be even more excited to see Him and would be rushing and trying to push my way through just to touch Him or talk to Him. Even though I admit that I loved Michael Jackson, no one can compare to what I feel for my Lord and Savior, JESUS CHRIST! I pray that Michael accepted Jesus as his Lord and Savior and that he will meet the REAL KING -- KING JESUS!

Sunday, July 5, 2009


It is cruel to continue to refer to Michael as Jacko. Let his memory be as it should: a great star with lots and lots of talent. His name is Michael Jackson; not Jacko.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Goodbye Michael

I am deeply saddened at the sudden death of Michael Jackson. While I thank the Media for showing positive things about his life; I'm sorry they feel the need to over emphasize the negative. I am so sick of watching the them play and replay Michael dangling his baby over the ledge out the window. GIVE US A BREAK!!! They really need to let Michael rest in peace. He was a great singer/performer, so why not show us some films when he received music awards time after time after time and the overwhelmingly happy look on his face as he received them and the reactions of the other famous people in the audience as they clapped for him. I believe there were extinuating circumstances that led him to do some of the things he did that were disturbing to the public. I really wish he could see the outpouring of sadness his many, many, many fans have shown since his sudden death. I hope the media will leave his children alone and not make their lives miserable like they did Michaels. I never did believe he was guilty of the crimes in which he was accused. I believe those two accusations against him were the beginning of what eventually caused his death. I always liked him and am very sorry he is gone. May he rest in peace and find solice in the Lord.

Sunday, June 7, 2009

A Lesson Learned

Each morning when the Lord awakens me for another day; I think of Him first. I have always thought of Him as being number 1; even though I don’t always put Him first. Today I had a long conversation with a church member and as I listened to her conversation, that is when I realized how really important it is to “put God first!”

My plan for the day was to just take it easy and to watch a movie. My thoughts were on whether or not to go ahead with the movie or get into the “Word.” Since my morning usually begins with prayer and a Bible Scripture or something like that; and although I didn’t read the Bible this morning, I felt it to be okay to go ahead and watch the movie. You know the Lord really works in mysterious ways because while I was watching the movie; I began to get a spiritual message.

The movie I chose was “Marley and Me,” a secular movie that, as far as I know, was not really meant to give us a spiritual message. I don’t know how many of you have seen this picture but I’m glad the Lord allowed me to. During the beginning of the movie; a man gives his wife a puppy for her birthday. Throughout this movie, the puppy was very frisky, playful, reckless, practically destroying everything in sight. At one point, the wife began to have children and became difficult to live with; arguing and complaining about things. She even got so upset with the dog, she told her husband to take it away. He was pretty attached to “Marley” and just took him to his best friend’s house for the night. While there, his friend tried to persuade him to leave his wife but was unable to because no matter what, the man was willing to stay put in spite of all the problems. When he returned home the wife inquired about Marley; the husband told her where he had taken the dog and upon realizing she was wrong apologized and admitted that Marley belonged with them.

Here we have a wife who is at her wits end; a dog that has become “the worse dog in the world,” according to his owner, and a best friend who is trying to get him to leave his wife. All throughout this movie, I kept saying “I’d get rid of that dog,” meaning I wouldn’t put up with things that dog was doing.

I won’t go into anymore of the story in case you have not seen it yet, but; the owner talked about how a dog has unconditional love no matter what. What I got from the movie was no matter how bad the situation; the wife, kids, dog, husband, etc. or what ever went wrong; they stayed together no matter what. No situation is perfect, marriage, jobs, friends, kids, relationships, church, etc., it could benefit you to stick it out, however, there are always extenuating circumstances that make it impossible to stick it out, but if it is His will, the Lord, it will work out if you ask Him.

Thursday, June 4, 2009


Yes, I have another grandson! He was born this past Monday, 6-1-09. What a cutie! He must look like grandma -- hee hee hee. He was 8 pounds, 5 ounces. It took almost all day for mommy to get him here (OUCH!). I remember those days. Congratulations to me, Mommy, Daddy and big brother. :-)

Sunday, May 31, 2009

Thinking Back what my "mommy" told me about where babies came from

Tomorrow I'm going to be a grandmother for the eighth time. Thank you Jesus! Eight grandchildren; Wow! I LOVE IT! This grandmother business is GREAT!

I remember when I was a little girl; I only had one brother and he was a big tease. One day I decided that I wanted another sibling to play with, so I asked my "mommy" where can she get another baby. (I think this story was unique). She told me at the store. I then asked her if she would go and buy another one but she said they were all out of them. I remember how disappointed I was... after all, how dare them run out of babies. I think I asked her several times after that to check again and each time the store was out of babies. Finally, I gave up.

Monday, May 18, 2009


Tonight I watched one of my favorite T.V. shows, "One Tree Hill." I would say it is a night time soap opera. Actually, as a small tot I was sort of raised listening to soaps and later, watching them with my grandmother. As an adult, over the years I have enjoyed the story lines, drama, etc., as I have sporatically watched them.

During the past few years, I have become disappointed in most of the programming, on television, simply because it consists of mostly murder pictures. It seems as though from 6:30pm on, it's murder mystery after murder mystery until the 10:00 news comes on then we have to see and hear true storys about murder.

Getting back to "One Tree Hill," I was elated as I watched it tonight, and it made me happy to see that something wonderful happened to everyone in the story. Maybe the plot ended tonight, I don't know but the whole hour was beautiful because it reminded me that wonderful things can happen on television shows and it's not boring to watch.

Earlier today, I attended a funeral of an old friend. His wife,(P.D.) my ex-husband and I were running buddies years ago. The two husbands worked at the same company and we did everything together. After my divorce, I continued to be a good friend, however, we didn't keep in touch nearly as much. Several years ago, I attended their 25th wedding anniversary, and it was such a beautiful and happy occasion. My heart really goes out to P.D. because over the years, she has lost three children, her sister, a sister-in-law and now her beloved husband. She is a lovely person and a very strong woman.

As I watched "One Tree Hill" tonight, it delighted me to see a program where good things actually happened to almost everyone on the show and the plot came out great. However, at times, my mind went back to the sad event of the day. It was kind of strange how you can feel happiness one minute, and sadness the next. Watching "One Tree Hill" tonight did help me quite a bit because it made me smile for quite some time. It would be nice to see more of what I saw tonight and to think that people would actually enjoy that type of programming more often.

I will keep praying for P.D. and her family; hoping that the Lord will bring them peace, love and joy for the rest of their lives and pour out nothing but good blessings to them.

Friday, May 15, 2009


For over a week I have been scratching, itching and puffing up. It is overwhelming. I got some generic capsules like benedryl, and have been taking them every four hours. I then put a lot of calamine lotion on the rashes Every four hours the itching starts up again which reminds me that I need some more Benedryl and calamine lotion. Any one of you out there who have been through this, I know you can relate. One day when I was working in my back yard, I used some spray to kill the poison ivy/oak.

Last week I went out to the back yard to pull (what I thought was the dead limbs and trash them). Little did I know I have acquired poison ivy again after having it a couple years ago.

Unfortunately, I didn’t wear gloves. Early every morning around 3:00 to 4:00am, I wake up scratching. HOW LONG WILL THIS BE GOING ON; IT’S BEEN A WEEK ALRLEADY! (Actually, don’t tell anyone, but I think I got into it again when I was clipping bushes in my front yard). I finally went out a purchased some gloves.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Shopping for Mother's Day Gifts

Even though my sons and their wives tell me that since I am the mother/grandmother, I don't need to buy them gifts, however, I do so anyway. I have three daughter-in-laws whom I love, and perceive to be "A number one" mothers. I love recognizing them for their excellent parenting skills of my grandchildren, the love they give to my sons and the things they do for and with me.

This year, one of the stores I went to was having a terrific sale. Many of the cosmetics, lotions, bath products, etc., were name brand items and were marked way down. I was able to get the girls nice toiletries, etc., plus, something for my step-mom and a birthday gift for a friend for only $20.00. Everyone should be pleased with the gifts they will receive from me.

Two of my daughter-in-laws reside in different states. I packaged up the gifts to send to the one who lives in Texas. When I went to the post office to buy postage; it cost more to send the gift than the actual cost of it. I found that to be amusing, but it is okay with me because I have an opportunity to let three people who mean a lot to me, that I appreciate them for being themselves and for all that they do. I will be visiting one of my sons who lives in Minnesota; so I will be able to give his wife her gift in person. May the Lord truly bless each and everyone of them and my whole family. For those of you who read this post; may the Lord also bless you and yours. Have a blessed Mother's Day out there to all of you mothers/grandmothers/step mothers, foster mothers/and guardians.

Friday, April 10, 2009

Thinking Out Loud Again

"I will lift up mine eyes towards the hills from whence cometh my help; my help cometh from the Lord who made Heaven and Earth." Psalm 121. This is one of my very favorite scriptures. I have used it many times in expressing condolences to others. I wonder how many people really receive the help they get from the Lord? So many times we don't realize we have been helped or that he is helping us. We live in a fast Paced world where everything has to be done quickly. Production is money and we all know that the love of money is the root of all evil. Therefore, it seems almost impossible for many people to wait on Him.

Sometimes I think about what it will be like in Heaven. From what I understand there will be no more darkness and of course no more sleeping. I can't imagine being awake forever. I know we will see our loved ones again but will we know them as we did here on earth?

A couple of weeks ago, I visited my ex sister-in-law in the hospital. She was in her very last stages of Alzheimers Disease. For the past two years, she was a resident in a nursing home facility and was unable to talk, walk, or feed herself, and it seemed as though she was a vegetable. It was so sad to see her like that. I walked up to her bed and she looked at me as she usually did when I visited her in the nursing home. However, this past year my visits were few and far between. Anyway, I walked up to her bed and it seemed as though she was trying to tell me something and it sounded like she said "hi." A tear ran down her cheek and I wiped it away and gave her a kiss on the forehead. A couple days later, she was gone. This disease for her was definitely "the long goodbye." I never wish death on anyone but when someone is suffering; I am not sorry to see them out of their misery.

A lot of times, in an attempt to make it more bearable, I imagine that all of our loved ones who have passed on are up in Heaven having a party and when death takes another soul, he/she goes up and joins the crowd and upon the person's arrival, the others begin to converse with the new comer and discuss how they died.

Well enough of this sad post. I just needed to think out loud and remember my sister-in-law who was a very sweet and nice person.

Sunday, March 8, 2009


I am saddened by all of the negative publicity about Jason Mesnick,from the "Bachelor." In an article I read earlier today, Jason was referred to as "the most hated man". I DO NOT HATE HIM! There are two sides to every story. I saw him when he was rejected on the same program by a bachelorette before he became the bachelor. Jason was deeply hurt and I saw a geninue guy with real feelings. Granted, he did not have to humilate Melissa on the program by dumping her on television, but I feel that he was genuinely sorry for doing so. We don't know what Melissa could have done to show her true colors to make Jason change his mind. He admitted falling in love with both women, but somehow, Melissa must have had another side of her which apparently came out and made Jason see he had made a mistake. EVERYONE MAKES MISTAKES. When Jason cried, I believe it was genuine and I resent comments from people saying he cried like a girl. I saw a man who was genuinely sorry for what he did; that is why he cried. It is not bad for a man to cry. The former bachelor, Andrew Firestone, is no longer with Jen Schefft, the woman he proposed to on his finale in 2003. So Jason found out a lot sooner that they were not compatible, and I agree that it is better that he found out now then make a mistake of marrying Melissa and then finding out too late. Yes, I feel bad for Melissa; we have all been there, but WHAT IS SHE NOT TELLING US! As I say, leave him alone, this is not good for his son, and we all know how much Jason loves his son.