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This morning I got out of bed early. I always look forward to Church. I got my coffee and proceeded to the bathroom. So far so good. Just the way I always do it. Well-- that's when it all started. I got my arm hung on the door and dropped my coffee. All over the floor. Well!! That's a fine start. My routine thrown all to whack! OK I clean that up, go get another cup. Going Good Now. HA!! Just what I thought. NO WAY! Have you ever noticed that you set the pace of you day in the first few minutes you are up? I should have seen it coming. Next on my agenda is sitting down here and going straight to The Hill. I walked right up here like I knew what I was doing, and as politely as I could, I reached over and "SHUT DOWN MY COMPUTER!" Now wasn't that cute'? I turn it back on and said "SELF GO TAKE YOUR SHOWER WHILE THE PC IS BOOTING UP AND LOADING" OK! I step in the shower, turn the water on, and WHOOSH' Water all over my head. If I've told that Man once I've told him a million times, "MAKE SURE THAT LITTLE DINGY GOES BACK DOWN WHEN YOU TURN THE WATER OFF" Well, Now my hair is all wet. I washed it last night and it was already fixed. If you have natural curly hair you know what I am talking about. "OH NO! I'm gonna' look like Phyllis Diller. What to do, What to do. If you have or know about natural curly hair then you know that was quiet a job. I was thinking right about then. WHAT I SHOULD DO IS MARCH RIGHT IN THERE WHERE MY HUSBAND IS STILL SLEEPING AND THROW A BUCKET OF WATER ON HIM! (Thank you God for making me see the wisdom of not doing that.) Anyway, That has to be all that will happen. I got up early and still have some time. RIGHT? WRONG!! I got out of the shower, fixed my hair the best I could, and remembered I still hadn't had my first relaxing cup of coffee. ok SO LETS JUST START THIS DAY OVER. Got my coffee and saw my little Poodle Moses with his legs crossed and remembered I hadn't taken him out for his morning adulations yet. OK Here we go, I'll take my coffee with me. ARE YOU READY FOR THIS? I hung my arm on the outside door AAAANNNNDDDD, You guessed it, I dropped and broke my favorite coffee mug and spilled my coffee again. "NOW WHAT WILL I DO? I whinned. I can't drink coffee without that cup, DON'T YA' KNOW? I got Moses out and came back in, I still haven't had my first cup of coffee and I'm gettin' grumpy now! It would take me a long time to go through all the ways I spilled my coffee this morning but I'll just say I spilled the pot dry and had to make another pot of coffee. Well I'm running short of time now for sure si I'd better get going. I fixed my face, got dressed, and was ready to go,(still hadn't had a cup of coffee but no time now. I gotta' go. Gathered up my Bible my purse found my keys and Here I go. Got in the car looked down aaannnddd--- Well You stupid idiot!!! You've got your old houseshoes on. Get back in that house right now and get your stupid shoes, STUPID!!! I am late now and I hate walking in to Church late. I always sit on the left aisle, third row. I'll have to walk all the way up there with everyone knowing I'm late. You have to remember now, I'm always about the second one in the door. I just hate being late. Then I was thinking, If I'm late and start up the aisle I'll probably trip on something and fall down right in front of everybody, Maybe I'd better sit in the back this morning. NOPE, NO WAY, I've always sat in that pew and I can't change that, and if anyone is in my place, everyone knows that's my place, surely no one will get it. SURELY NOT! That would really do in my routine. I'm finally on my way and I'm not very late, it's gonna' be allright now. I got out on the highway and turn on Praise music on my radio and cruise right along. I'm speeding to be exact. Up ahead I see flashing lights, (NOT BEHIND ME THANK YOU GOD) I see police ambulances and people milling around. A wreck has just happened. People are seriously hurt. I just started Praying. Lord Jesus take care of these people and let them be OK. Then It was just like a voice from Heaven saying. That could have been you. Probably would have been you if You hadn't had so many hang ups this morning. And My Friends The Moral of This story is:::: Everything happens for a reason in God's scheme of things. No chance, no such thing as good luck. It is All In God's Plan. I sure am not grumpy now. And by the way the people in the wreck are OK tonight. I checked. AND I NEVER DID GET MY MORNING COFFEE!!!!! I'm making up for it now.
Tags: Incidents
My cousin who was only 7 month's older than me and I were together all the time. And 'BOY' could we get into things. We lived on a dead end road and she lived just across the paster. Yes paster there were no streets. Brenda and I were always doing stupid things. Well what do you expect from two little girls not yet even in school. COME ON!! Well this one day Mama had made seven quarts of jelly and set them on a shelf on the closed in porch where we played. Mama was nursing my baby Brother and told us to play quietly while she got Norman to sleep. Well we were quiet as little mice about to get in a trap. That jelly sure did look good didn't it. Recon we could just taste a bit. Sure why not Mama wouldn't care, weren't we being so quiet and good? Sure 'nuff' we were. The jelly was still warm but not hot and the wax seal was real easy to take off. We started eating with our hands cause' we were supposed to be quiet weren't we? Couldn't go in the kitchen for spoons. 'Sides' Mama would have to ask us what we were doing and that would wake my baby brother don't ya know? Well we were finally up to our elbows nearly with the first jar so we discarded that one and opened the next, the next, the next, Well you get the picture. What wasn't in our bellies was dripping off us on to the floor when Mama walked in!!! Well My Goodness Mama, what cha' makin' such a big deal about? We didn't do nothin'. Well My Mama didn't agree with our reasoning so we got a tanning on our backsides as soon as we went to the well. Mama drew up enough water to put in the washtub and we got in. When we were clean is when we got our hides tanned. Daddy got home and he was almost laughing. ALMOST! The next day Brenda came to my house and peeped around the corner and said "I DON"T WANT ANY MORE JEDO" Seems like she must have got more than I did because she was sick in the night. "LITTLE PIG""
My daddy had no education so did what he had to do to survive. He worked in a dark ol' coal mine way dow in the bowles of the earth where he had to crawl on his stomach to dig out the coal. Daddy went in the mines the first time when he was 15. (no child labor laws then) He had left home after his abusive step mom had tried to beat him the last time. (see Part one) Daddy lived with his Married sister until he could stand on his own feet. Daddy never asked for much from anyone but he would give you his last dime if you needed it. daddy was 26 when he married my Mom who was only 17, I was born when she was 19. I guess I must have come into the world with a big bang because Mama almost died. (another story) My daddy worked so hard but I didn't know or think about it at the time. He always saw to it that me and my Brother (who was born 4 yrs after me) had what we needed and some of what we wanted. He taught us to work too and I am so Thankful that he did. Daddy had a Miners Bucket that he carried in that mine. It had his food and water for the day because he stayed down there until his shift was over. My Brother and I would run to meet him when he got home. We would carry his bucket inside and open it. He always left something in there for us to eat and we would get a drink of that water that had coal dust floating on it. YUMMY YUMMY! As I look back I'm sure Mama had put the little tidbits in there for us to eat in the evening but coal dust was all over everything, including my Daddy. He washed off a little bit at the mine but had another more sufficent bath later that night in the old washtub. He didn't get to wait till saturday night like we did sometimes. Sponge bath's for us and get in that tub on Saturday night to get all sparkling clean for Church tomorrow. WOW!!! Good Ol' days were those. I think of that song "PUT YOUR HAND IN THE HAND OF THE MAN" when I think of Daddy and Mama because that's what they did. Taught us to Pray, Stayed on their knees before God and did what they had to do to provide for us. I sing that song in Church sometimes and just Thank God for my Daddy and Mamma. He gave us just the most perfect ones there was. My Daddy was truly a Giant of 5'7in. size 7 shoe, small shirt. WOW WHAT A GIANT OF A MAN!!!!!!!! YOU GO DADDY
Tags: DADDY
Like Most young people I thought my daddy was a giant. Able to move a mountain if I asked him. Able to leap tall buildings and save the 'damsel' in distress. Really though my Daddy was a small man. 5' 7 in his boots, and a size 7 shoe. Daddy wasn't a big man but he was scrappy. He had to be to survive in his day. When Daddy was born his Mom died, leaving my PAPA with a baby and two small girls to raise. Daddy and his sisters kinda' pulled themselves up by the bootstraps and made it OK till my Papa married Edith. She was mean to them and especially to my Daddy only about 3 yrs. old. His two sisters protected him the beat they could but Daddy was mostly alone with Edith. She whipped him at the drop of a bucket. My Aunt told me once that Edith would get on her knees in the yard and Pray for my Daddy to die. There's lots more but that will be a later installment. For now I'll just repeat, Daddy had a hard life. Never got to go to school. Was ploughing a team of mules when he was 6 yrs. old. So because he didn't get to go to school he could never read or write. He used to tell me and my Brother, "NOT EVERYBODY CAN PUSH A PENCIL BUT I WANT MY KIDS TO BE ABLE TO DO IT IF THEY HAVE TO" And My Daddy worked hard and put us through school. We had food on the table and clothes on our back. Daddy was never bitter or mean and never gave us cause to be that way either. He worked in a coal mine for 23 yrs. and brought home the bacon. That is what he didn't raise himself. But I'm gettin' ahead of myself here so "SELF BACK UP A BIT" NOW GEE HAW THERE MULE> Keep on the right trail. When Daddy was 15 yrs old one morning he was putting on his work boots to head to the fields. He broke his shoelace and he said "DARN IT" Edith got him by the hair of the head and was going to give him anothrt beating. Daddy said "YOU OL WITCH, YOU WILL NEVER HIT ME AGAIN" Daddy would not fight back with Edith because she was a lady???? Well if she was a lady---------. Anyway, Daddy got her off him and ran out the door with that ol' bag of demons' right after him. He got in the yard and picked up rocks and rocked that ol' bag right back in the house. Edith lived to be an old lady still fat and sassy. My Daddy died when he was 69 yrs. old. A wonderful Man, a Christian man,( HE knew the Bible from cover to cover and couldn't even write his own name) a great Daddy. YOU GO DADDY O' SHOW THEM ANGELS UP THERE JUST WHAT YOU ARE MADE OF. I KNOW ALL OF HEAVEN REJOICED WHEN YOU ENTERED THOSE GATES WITH THAT SWEET SPIRIT, YOU HAD IT HARD HERE BUT BOY WOULD YOU LOOK AT YOU NOW" I LOVE YOU DADDY KEEP THEM MULES ON THE RIGHT TRAIL!!!!!
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This is a true story that I put in verse which I do a lot.
We got our water from a well, had to draw it from the ground. &nb sp; &nb sp; &nb sp; Carried a bucket out there to the well and set it down. Along the eaves of our house were birds nests, Quiet a few. &nb sp; &nb sp; Big black snakes often crawled up there, they feasted on bird eggs and little birds too. &nb sp; One day my Mom came from the well carrying a bucket of water inside, She was unaware of that ol' snake up there trying to hide. &nb sp; Well just as Mom stepped onto the porch, &nb sp; That ol' snake lost it's hold, and fell down on Mom's back, OH BOY! She said it was so cold. &nb sp; Mamma reached up to see what on her neck wrapped around. That bucket flew up in the air landing on Mamma (sittin there on the ground) &n bsp; We all ran out to my Mama's screams, and beheld such a funny sight. Mamma was sitting there soaked to the skin, her eyes were wide with fright. We just couldn't keep from laughing, trying to ask her "WHAT IS WRONG"? That snake must have got out of there fast 'cause' it was scared too, LONG GONE &nb sp; &nb sp; Well Mamma laughed about it later though at the time she saw no humor. We told her "THAT SNAKE PROBABLY DIED OF FRIGHT FROM ALL YOUR TREMOR"
Tags: POEM
isn't it a hard thing to have to give up and say, I'm TOO OLD, I CAN'T KEEP UP, I NEED HELP, MY DAY FOR THAT KIND OF THING HAVE COME TO A SCRECHING HALT, and other such things that you learn the hard way!! Last month I signed up to go to The Women Of Faith Conference in our State Capitol Of Little Rock Ar. about 3 hours away from my home. I was so excited when I got on that Church van and we pulled out. WOW!!! This is going to be great. Well Guys it never even once crossed my mind to wonder how a 63 (WELL ALMOST 64) year old Lady was going to keep up with a bunch of 'Younguns' They were all in their early to late 30's and low 40's. SOOO WHAT YOU SAY. I must have been in the twilight zone or some such place when I climbed on that van so excited with much anticipation. We were going to spend the night in a hotel. We had a conference Friday night and another one that lasted all day Saturday. We had to Park about 2 blocks away and walk up (AND I DO MEAN UP) to the Alltel Arena where it was held. I started falling behind right then. Those girls got out of the van and made a beline toward the Arena. I was left in their dust. They weren't even aware that I wasn't there anymore. I thought to myself,, NOW SELF, WHAT AM I GOING TO DO NOW? I'm going to be standing out here in the dark 'bawling my eyes out and some policeman is going to come drag me away in a straight jacket. CAUSE SEE, I KNEW THAT THE STATE MENTAL HOSPITAL WASN'T FAR FROM THERE!!! Well Praise The Lord one of those girls finally missed me and came back for me. The Conference was wonderful. So uplifting. I cried with the speakers, I laughed with the speakers, I danced with the speakers. Well danced might not be the right word. It was more like a duck waddle. The seats were the most uncomfortable contraptions I ever put my body in. not enough room to even stretch good and so close you were jammed in like sardines. GET THE PICTURE? Anyway I MADE THAT DAY STILL MOVING albeit very slowly. The room in the motel was as hot and stuffy as a tomb but I slept some after a shower. Then comes the second day which got worse. The next day will have to wait 'cause I am just 'tuckered' out from reliving the first day. I'll just say this----- I COULD NOT GET OFF THE VAN WITHOUT HELP WHEN I GOT BACK TO THE CHURCH THAT NIGHT. If you want to hear THE REST OF THE STORY let me know and after I rest up I'll be glad to tell it. Right now I'd just like to say. Thank The Good Lord for those girls that let this 'ol' gal' hang on to their coat tails for the duration. GOD BLESS THEM!!!!! OH AND BY THE WAY I AM NOT GOING NEXT YEAR UNLESS I GROW WINGS. GRANNY
Tags: OLD AGE
I was looking out the window this AM from my breakfast and there was a big black crow in a drainage ditch poking around and eating (no telling what) and all at once two Mockingbirds flew down. One got on either side of the crow and started dive bombing him. The crow tried fighting back for a while but that didn't work. Then he started trying to ignore the pesky mockingbirds. Well that didn't work either so that ol' crow just wore himself out trying to avoid them and keep at the task of poking around at the muck below him. I was wondering to myself, Now self why would those Mockingbirds be so presistent in trying to run off that ol' black crow. I don't think they want what that crow is consuming! Finally the crow grew weary enough to fly away and I thought to myself, Now self I'll see what those Mockingbirds were so mad about. Well those two little mockingbirds looked up for a while as if to say, " well we got rid of that sucker! And then they just gracefully flew away also. I still don't really know why the little birds were wanting to chace away that ol' crow but it just made me think. Isn't that just the way I am sometimes. If something or somebody don't look just right to me I just might try to chace whatever it is away. They didn't want what the crow had. They just didn't want the crow to have it either. Then there is another thing I thought about,- If you pester me enough I'll fly away too without knowing why. Sometimes it takes hanging in there and letting the bothersome things not be 'SO DAB BLAMED BOTHERSOME' !!!!!!!!!!
Well I'm back today with more news about my little puppy "STINKER" who was dropped off by her Mom. (need to read part 1 if not familiar) She is growing like a weed and she is just adorable. The most loving little thing you ever saw. The Mom comes daily and checkes on her but doesn't try to take her and Stinker doesn't want to go with her. Stinker likes to be outside in the mornings and goes with me when I take my poodle MOSES out for his morning walk. Stinker walks a few steps then stops and looks up at me with those big black eyes and I pick her up and carry her the rest of the way. &nb sp; &nb sp; &nb sp; The owner of the Mama dog came up here and I told him I wanted to keep Stinker. He also told me he will take his dog to the vet and get her 'fixed' so she can't have more puppies. The other dogs he had down there are gone and he said he gave them away. All in all a good ending to the story. I wasn't looking for another dog in my life but that Mom knew where to bring her baby and the baby knew how to win my heart. &nb sp; &nb sp; &nb sp; Stinker and Moses are gradually making friends even though Moses is not the instigator of the friendship. But he is better about it as long as I make sure he gets lots of love one on one as before. I will keep you posted as to Stinker's progress and I will post new pics. on my site as she grows. GRANNY, STINKER, and MOSES
  
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