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To my son

Dear Bryant, Let me try to describe the gift that you have given to me, Although, I believe that will be a major undertaking. Since it is quite difficult to describe in an ordinary language. Your arrival 18 years ago was unmistakably Marked with anxious trepidation. The journey you undertook Was not of a scheduled nature, But more of a conscious decision. By far, the finest creative gift was you. For when you emerged into my world, I became reborn With my heart so willing to share its wealth. There you were, a small wonder; a tiny reflection Of combined traits which would ultimately be recreated Into the distinctive person you have become. I never realized that my heart Was so willing to share so much love With a stranger so small and needy. You didn't arrive with instructions It was strictly learn as you go. I remember the first time you crawled I remember the first step you took I remember the first word you spoke You were a joy to be around Smiling and

Black Friday isn't so Black

I was up this morning, before dawn wondering how I was going to survive this trip alone. I looked in the closet and found my favorite baggy jeans, I picked those since I was still full from yesterday's feast of spinach dip, 7 layer dip, turkey, ham, mashed taters, green bean casserole and some pea concoction,yams, ham, turkey, gravy, more turkey, and rolls. I would have remembered the name of the peas, but I already asked Sandy what it was called and I dont want to ask again. I can't even remember the rice dish she made for her cook out and that was an absolute dream. I have learned whenever Sandy makes a new dish for company, no matter how weird it looks, just try a bit. Her french roots and knack for cooking is really a treat for the taste buds!! Baggy Jeans check, now I need a shirt, that is not too heavy or so light I have to wear a jacket. It must have long sleeves and a collar. Check. The reasoning behind this, is because I will have a hot flash as soon as I en

d is for dingbat

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Nesting or cleaning?? That is the question!

The entire kitchen is almost clean! I spent the entire day going through cupboards, organizing and throwing away things that I do not use. I had this one caddy I ordered from pampered chefs, and the bowls didn't come with it, but I didn't know this until I got the order. I never did order the bowls but I kept the caddy's for 3 years. That is the way I roll. Well, I finally got rid of those. While cleaning out the baking shelf, I noticed I did not have 2 cans of baking powder, I had 3. Yes, three cans of baking power, and 2 containers ofhershey's cocoa. I have no idea what I was planning on baking, but I know I seriously have a problem. Yes, I kept all 3 cans of bp and 2 cans of cocoa. If you need any, let me know. Cleaned the stove, which I am currently cooking chicken and dumplings. The dumplings come later but I have the chicken on now and it smells so good! I managed to find 3 trash bags full of crap to throw away and a box of stuff for goodwill. LO

Sometimes things are better on paper

I once wrote a paper for some class in high school. The class was one of those civic duty classes where we had to volunteer and figure out what type of impact we were going to have on the world, when we grew up. We had to do 3 things out of 20 to get an A in the class. I of course waited till the last minute to do my last assignment. I decided to write a letter of my life to my teacher. I was blunt, honest and did not leave anything out. I might have been high when I wrote it, because I wasn’t able to read it when I got it back from the teacher, and I blocked that time out of my life. I even threw out the paper, thinking that my mother would find it and seriously the punishment was not worth it. She hid behind the rafters of her bottles of alcohol and pretended nothing happened. I was embarrassed by the truths in the paper and I was embarrassed at how these truths affected me, and the people around me. Specifically the friends I had who tried to support me, but never kne

10 Things I would tell my 16yr old self

Things I would tell my 16yr old self 1. That guy with the cool Nissan truck… will be bald and broke in 10 years. 2. Stay after class and talk to Coach Al. 3. Stay away from the frizzy perms. 4. Invent Facebook. 5. No matter how thin you are, no one looks good in white leggings. 6. Don’t burn all of your bridges. 7. Demand braces. 8. Wear sunscreen all of the time 9. Don’t quit your day job. 10. Do not agree to sell the chocolates!

No more Cheesecake and Vodka... unless perhaps...

Since I just spent over a grand for my son’s senior year of high school.. Wait a minute, He doesn’t even like high school… Fine, yes it is all for me, so I can send out announcements to all of my friends telling them that he made it through, that I made it through the million years it has taken to get to this point, graduation. Yes I would have to agree with Jo, GED is definitely cheaper. I want to be able to send out pictures of him in a tux because I might never see that again. I want the pictures so I can remember what his natural hair color is somewhere underneath the tips. Anyways, since I spent so much money I am looking at ways to cut costs without having to buy generic diet coke. Or generic mac and cheese… Actually the reasoning behind this is that I want a chair and ottoman I saw at Lazy Boy. OMG heaven I can picture this piece of furniture in the alcove I have on the middle floor with a nice end table and lamp I saw at Value City. Maybe I would stay home mor

A bunch of sighs

Sigh I never do well with the time changing I wonder where the hour goes I get up at the buttcrack of dawn and wonder why I can’t sleep Instead of going to the gym, I lay in bed and wonder why I am awake I listen to my neighbors leave for the gym or for work Last night I was cooked and done by 7 pm. I am sure that was due to my lack of sleep the night before, I was up from 2:45-4:30. I had to be on top of things for work, and take my son to take his car to the auto body shop, and now I am spending the next three days trying to figure out rides for him to and from school, because omg only weird people take the bus. I am hoping his car gets done soon. I did make the boys kraut and kielbasa for dinner. It stunk up the house for about 3 hours while it was boiling. OMG *sniff* The coffee isn’t going down fast enough I have been at work since 6:45 am I have read all of my emails, answered them and hopes that someone important writes me Sigh
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  The United States American Flag Flying outside of the Pentagon 3/19/2009

I will be back

I promise! I have been dealing with a lot of issues. My son is getting ready to graduate, move out, become an adult and I don't want to miss a moment of it. I think back to his childhood and I do not remember much, tidbits of stuff, mostly stories. I try to write them down when I can, so I can embellish it a bit and make it sound good. Anyways I promise I will be back soon, in the meantime enjoy the photo's I have been taking!

Dinner for last week!!!

Chicken Pot Pie (this was taken and modified from The Pioneer Woman's Cookbook. I tasted the filling and it is THE BOMB. Pie crust, I bought the frozen ones, you will need 2 of them one for the bottom and one for the top, follow the directions on how to flip the top pie crust out of the pie pan without ripping it to shreds, I would buy enough for two pies, if you don’t need the other one you can throw it in the freezer!! 1 rotisserie chicken (or 2 cups cooked chicken chopped) 1 small onion finely chopped (I won’t use as much onion next time, every time Brian burped it was onion) 3 stalks celery chopped fine 3 carrots chopped fine (make sure these are small enough to where they will cooked with the short amount of cooking time) ¾ stick of butter 8 oz of heavy cream (half a pint) 1 cup of flour 2 cups of chicken broth (have another ½ cup on the sidelines) 1 chicken bouillon cube ( I didn’t have any so I used a top ramen chicken packet) Thyme Salt and pepper Ok, p