Howdy Y’all!!

I am on a rant, so be forewarned!!!!

What is this all about? What have we as Americans become? I have been at Laura’s while she has been sick, and her rule is no watching the news! So when I get home, DH is telling me all the news I have missed, Obama has made fruitcake out of the Bible?  Hillary has given up her run, hard to believe! The border fence is still not built. A border agent was run over by a drug dealer trying to get away and go back to Mexico and no one at all cares that her 5 year old son is missing a mother, as she rots away in jail! We still have the other two in solitary for doing their job, what the hell???  As Greer the green parrot and his Papa would say,


I have said for over a year now, lets dredge the Rio Grande and make it deeper and wider, lets take all the dirt to New Orleans to build it up, let’s haul all the extra gators out of the Florida swamp and put them into the Rio Grande, and then throw Bill Mayer in to see how the “fence system” works.  If he comes back, then we need more gators!!

What is the government thinking, and has anyone read their Bible lately? That man in Iran is getting ready to destroy us all and here we sit giving prizes to Al Gore for what? The same things the hippies (that would be me) have been saying since the 70’s when Mother Earth News became the magazine of the day! I-we-my family- can live self sufficently, we have learned over the years what and how to do that? What is wrong with today’s kids? They want to be spoon fed and prenant at 13!! Who is going to end up taking care of all those babies, the babies themselves who gave birth to them in jr high school???  Whatever happened to expelling pregnant teens and making them home-bound students so everyone would not be high 5’ing their having sex and getting a sperm donor!  You had best pick up the book and read Revelations!!  There will always be wars and rumors of wars in the middle East, now Isreal is going to attack Iran, who is going to help them, if we do not, God will destroy us for not helping his people.  I am flabbergasted that as I decide to open a new business in teaching heritage arts for the young people, dyeing yarn and knitting, spinning, etc, so that at least they will know something of the old ways, and will be able to protect and feed themselves, they are all out having sex and getting pregnant, talk about adding to their problems!

Where are their parents????

Don’t they even care about their kids??  Have they not gone to the trouble of teaching these children anything? Can any of them care for themselves much less a baby?  Oh and let’s all run to help China and bring their babies back here to raise, that’s another great idea?? Who is helping the poor and outcast amongst us here in this country, instead of the Chinese, the Africans, I am sooo sick of hearing about their illnesses, they brought them on themselves, why should they expect someone else to come in and take care of them? The storms and the fury that are taking out large populations are all listed in the Bible and they have nothing to do with “Global Warming”. They have to do with prophesy and the actions of the people involved.  If we elect Obama into the our government, we are in for real trouble, his wife is the greatest hate monger I have ever seen on TV!! She is what my KKK Granddaddy would have called ‘an uppity nigger’ as he rolls in his grave and says “Elvis, save us!!” 

I am not a politician, I am not any thing, really. I am just an American with a voice, and this voice has paid the price to be able to state my feelings freely, my disabled Veteran Husband will tell you, there is no control for me, I am full out even if I am slower than I was 20 years ago. 30 years ago I was milking goats, raising hogs, chickens, rabbits, calves, and raising two beautiful babies, I could take care of myself and my family. I have the shooting trophy to prove what I can do with a 22 rifle. My redneck husband decided to join the Navy and serve the country called America, and what he got for his trouble is a load of Sadam’s nonexistent nerve gases and weapons of destruction, now he suffers daily with joint degeneration, back and spine degneration, fibromyalgia, chronic pain syndrome, Chronic PTSD, and severe depression. Wow, wouldn’t you love to be him?  Serve up the WMD’s folks, whether you believe in them or not, ask the guys who were there how they feel now!! You will not believe how many are medically retired with the same problems, and are not eligible for concurrent receipt because they did not make it to 20 years service, their bodies gave out and they became a liability, so shouldn’e we be giving them more, not less???

I told you I was on a rant, I forewarned you, now I want to tell you, I love my family, I love my country, I am so disappointed that no one in the government will listen to the people who make sense instead of the liberal secular progressives who are trying to take our society apart.  How can we be so stupid when we are supposed to be the most educated country on the Earth? I am ready to go back to the classroom and straighten out some of the misrepresentations. How long do you think I will last?

I look forward to teaching the old Foxfire Skills, if you have not read the Foxfire series done in the Appalchains in the 60’s and 70’s, look them up. It is a series of 4 books, yes everything comes back to books with me, that a group of college students put together about the old ways and went up into the hills and talked to the old people, and made a record of what and how they lived, it is fascinating reading.  You may need those skills soon, when we have to go back to the horse and buggy cuz their is no diesel left to fuel the new truck and horse trailer!! Me, I am for turning all the used cooking oil in the US into diesel and let the gas guzzelers cry!! Detroit has had the last word for too long on what we should and will be presented with to drive, long live the hybrid and the peanut oil fueled buses that Willie Nelson drives.


I am voting for Toby Keith and Willie Nelson as President and Vice President, as write ins in protest to the politicians, cuz I DO NOT BELIEVE WE CAN BELIEVE ANY OF THEM!!!!!

Are you with me, mate? Shall we start a grass roots rebellion and take over this country and make someone who is already living what they preach our leaders??? 


We have begun selling on Etsy, at     


and are finding it to be a great experience! Things have started selling and we are looking at some advertising on Ravelry which should bring many people to our shop. I am happy to say Kevin is selling his Nostepinne’s that he learned to make on his wood lathe. 

We jsut celebrated Mother’s Day with Laura and her Grandma, it was a great weekend although it rained all day on Sunday! It was one of those, blow your umbrella inside out, rains! We did take them Saturday to the Home Place Resturant on top of Catawba Mountain.  It was wonderful and we got right in, no waiting, of course we got there an hour before they ‘opened’ and they were already open, so beats me!  But it worked out wonderfully, and all had a great time.

Sunday Ani called and told her grandmother she had gotten engaged, to which her ‘memaw’ said finally! Now you will not be living in sin, and of course, she turned to us and said “well, you know Ani is an Artist”  I said, ‘Yes, I know, I are one too’ to which my husband of over 30 years relpied,’Well, why did we get married?’

Now we have one turning 30 this weekend and one 26, unbelievable! People told us the time would fly, and I prayed it would, now that I look back on those times, I think I managed well while we were in the Navy, and I was raising these young’un’s. At the time, I felt stretched to the limit, but I do believe that I needed a hobby!

The depression took over and there were weeks I did not leave my room, I just sat there and read books, now that I look back, I see all the symptoms.  I am on antidepressants now, a heavy dose but I still have times when I do not want to leave the house and I struggle with it daily. I used to be so funny and made everyone laugh and I had friends, many of them, was respected and loved by the whole Navy family for my help as an Ombudsman! I think when we left Mayport and went to an airdale community, I lost my way.  Nothing was the same and we were shunned by the airdales. After all, we were some of very few snipes (sea going rates-black shoes as it was). Kevin excelled there and got his wings and was the first sailor there to have both warfare, ship and air, pins ever.  Then he was transferred back to the ship and left us behind as he made Chief aboard the USS Vicksburg, CG-69! Wow, we were all so proud!!  We had a Navy Chief in the family, he had studied for over a year every day for 4 hours after work and made it first time up!

Now we are retired, living on pensions, I am making crafts to have mad money, which I love!! I just hate depending on it! Laura and I have started a new business of dyeing the yarns, and hand painting them and she is wonderful!! She makes the most beautiful combinations! 

I have happily been contracted  to teach for 4 weeks this summer at the

ALABAMA FOLK SCHOOL and am really looking forward to it! I am teaching first a week of clock building in Dad’s Memory. Then a week of Knitting Accessories, then Knit’n & Purl’n, and finally Paper Arts!

I am so excited, I will spend some time with Josh between weeks and some with Tana! It will be a great summer if we get enough enrolled, so I am going to advertise those classes like crazy!!

I am off to complete some pendants and make them into necklaces and put them on Etsy!! See you there! 



Well, life goes on, doesn’t it?  I have had such a hard time with this loss.  I went to Laura’s to hide and not deal with it and guess what happened?  I made some wonderful new friends,  boy-oh-boy that really helped.  I sewed and knitted like a fool!! I had some very creative moments, sat at the Starbucks with the sweetest group of ladies, knitting our hearts out, and chatting having a latte, ummmm,  now that is living!  I recommend friends to everyone for a respite and support.  Laura is such a loving daughter, she is having a rough deal at the moment and we are all in serious prayer for her.  It is difficult to work in a oppressed atmosphere where everyone is afraid or angry.  I can hardly believe that it is coming up on the end of March and time to go to Florida. I have Dr appts and meds to refill.  I think Josh may need some support as well, he is trying so hard to get a good job in his field,  struggling with making ends meet, and missing all of his family.  I feel like scooping him up and bringing him here with the rest of us, but he feels out of place here, he has no memories to speak of from this part of the worls.  We joined the Navy when he was 5 and took off for parts unknown, so he has not got the roots here that Laura and her Dad and I have.  Mom is doing better than I expected, she is so sad and does not understand why but I have a song for her—– Farther along we will understand…….. I shall take her my Gaither’s CD with Ivan Parker singing that song.  Maybe that will keep her company while we are gone.

We leave Tuesday and take Sweet Pea to Laura’s, spend the night with her and see my friends! Then we will go from there to Tana’s and spend the night there, before we go on to Pensacola and Josh’s where we will lite for a couple of weeks!  I am ready, I need to walk the beach and clear my head, I need to smell the salt water and fish for oops……..gig for flounder with my son!  In that mean boat that threw me out and tried to pull my arm off! 

We have one set of trilooms left, 5 and a half foot with easel, I want to sell it and never see it again.  The looms kept us alive and Kevin busy, but now he has moved on to better and funner things that he can make with his wood lathe.  He has been making nostepinnes, he says ‘nasty pins’  and I won’t tell you what his next idea is spurred on by that!

We have been loading yarn, pendants, bags and goodies on etsy, now I am ready for a vacation.  I look forward to that nasty smell we used to complain about when we crossed the bridge into Mayport, you could smell the bog, the swamp there, but it meant we were home for so many years when we were stationed there.  Now I look forward to that smell as we hit the Pensacola coastline!  White sands and margaritas, ya ya!  We will see about those margaritas when we get the results of my blood sugar tests from the Dr. I hope that he will increase my metformin, then I can eat a little more. 

Yoo hoo! That is all I hear now that Zorro has moved into the sitting room from my craft room.  He does not like to be alone, but I will bring his play stand back this trip and he can come in here with me.  He really likes to “help” by eating whatever I am working on!!  At least he has learned to say ‘thank you’ which alerts me to his having taken something!  I am off to make some clay pendants and beads and eat some lunch,

Let’s make a pact! Let’s all agree to smile no matter what, it is so hard to be sad, mad, upset, aggravated or bent out of shape with a smile on your face……………….and you just might help someone else who really needs to see that smile!   Happy day!

Life and Death

There it is, one or the other.  We lost Dad this past week, and had the funeral yesterday.  This has been one of the worst weeks of my life, he was the only father I have ever known, even tho he was Kevin’s father by birth.  The only grandfather my children have ever known, really big shoes for Kevin and Josh to fill. What an awesome man; he was so talented, so sweet, so aggravating, and so fastidious –was a word one of his co-workers used.  He always had it together, even when he could not eat and had a feeding tube, even when he could not walk and would run you over in the electric wheelchair, even when his hands shook with the Parkinson’s,he just sat there and pointed to what had to be done and used Kevin’s hands to do it. He never gave up, he never quit, just last week he & K finished and hung a huge clock in the healthcare activities room.  He was in the for Name that Tune and was disgusted there was no clock, so he ordered one, two feet in diameter, and they sanded, built, stained and hung it last week, then he got ill and ended up in the hospital on Sat night, by Thursday he was gone as we took him home and laid him in his bed. He kissed Mom hello at the door as the ambulance crew brought him in and we put him down on his bed and off he went to sing in heaven. They had better be ready because he can play Name that Tune! Mom is very confused and did wonderful through all that had to be handled, but she is like a little lost soul now with nothing or no one.  She is going to have to develop some new friends, as she spent every minute with him.

I got home today, our power has been out with all the wind here, the walnut tree blew over into the street and we were on the way to the viewing, God Bless our neighbor’s & the fire dept who cut it up and got it out of the street for us.  Kevin cut some up today for us to use with our new lathe and make some items. I cannot wait, Gail brought us a little tiny lathe that Unkie had given Uncle Bill many years ago, and gave it to us! It is a Toastmaster!!  Who knows how old it may be but it is in great shape.  I have been working with some red and white oak today, made some pendants, and then made several pairs of endcaps for double pointed needles, I am tired of my socks coming off the needles when I am trying to knit them! Laura’s monkeys are only on two needles now, and a mess. I will have to pull them back and put the point protectors on them.  I added them to my Etsy store today. I am going to do some that are felted, and put them up there also.  I think I will go to Laura’s in a couple of days and do some sewing and learn to embroidery with my machine. I have wasted enough time, but first I have to make sure that Mom and Kevin are ok, Kevin has taken Dad’s passing harder than any of us. It is going to be hard to go to the Glebe tomorrow and not head to Dad’s room.  We have things that have to be taken care of, and he will have to do it, especially if Mom gets hold of another Zanax, they last for days with her, and she is a total drunk! Poor thing. 

I am so sad, and so glad at the same time.  Dad is not suffering, but I miss him so, no one left to set us on the right trail.  I am not ready to be the elder of the family, There is too much left to do. So hard to actually take it in, think I will go to bed and knit my socks, that will feel normal again! Happy days will come again, I pray.

It appears that no matter what happens in this world, we all have the opportunity to look at it as wonderful or terrible.  Now there are many who will remain unnamed, who find the worst in each day, who moan and groan their way through life and then blame it on everyone but themselves, we all have some of those in our lives.  Then there are those that see sunshine everywhere no matter what happens to them, even when they have bad medical news they take the well, I knew something was not right, now I know what it is and I will deal with it.  Then there are the rest of us who fluctuate between the two, even on 40 mgs of Paxil a day.  I fight depression and panic attacks every day of my life, as does my lovely daughter, but those looking on ……..they would never know that about us.  Even members of our own family are blissfully unaware, have no time to notice or care, which is fine, we have each other.  We understand each other like no one else ever could, we have a bond that is stronger than death.  When we need help, we come to each other, the three of us: T, L, me.  We have a special closeness, an ability not everyone has to empathize and calm each other.
I have just spent a week in Georgia with T and the family and how wonderful it has been.  The girls are gorgeous, growing like weeds, both knitting now, Em is REALLY good and interested.  She is very artistic and talented, as well as plaing basketball, Josh went up and played the Wii with them, they had a blast!!  The girls were sad when he left and Liv said, “J-osh-u-a is really fun!!”  She wanted to sleep with him, bless her heart, to make sure he did not leave! 
Rog had some home brewed beer the guys enjoyed while T and I went to AC Moore and got pizza, 4 liters had disappeared by the time we got back with the pizza and they were all ready to eat, ha ha!!  I think if more had been cold, more would have disappeared!  T gave the home brew set to Rog for Christmas, and he made wooden pens for everyone.  He had to teach us each to make pens on the lathe, even Em, and we all got to take one or more home, that was really cool, Kevin really got into the wood and the lathe as he just got us one but had never used it.  Now he knows how and is fired up about it, which is good, he needs a change from bullets! Altho, some guy atthe range gave him a huge bag of 30-30 brass to reload, he was very pleased with that, and he laid away all the lead bullets Uber’s had!  We have been cutting down trees that are too close to the house here in Florida, expecting another hurricane sooner or later, and no need to risk having to redo the house again! It looks beautiful, and only needs the master bath redone and the hurricane shutters put up.  Josh and Eric are taking really good care of it and keeping everything up.  Not to Papa’s standards, but they are doing a good job, just not his way!
On the other front, Mom and Dad are doing ok, Mom is back to AL and Dad has an appt Monday with his feeding tube Dr. it is giving him some problems.  It is snowing and very cold there, L goes to the OB-GYN for a second opinion on Monday as we arrive at her house,  we are taking Duncan to her.  He is around 11 or 12 now, and is ready to settle into an elderly gentleman’s routine and she wants him with her. She took the feral cat to the Humane Society after he had the nerve to pee on her in her sleep twice! She is ready for her old cat who is a love, still huge and still begging to be loved, they will be perfect together. so when we go up the road, it will be with a 70 lb hunk of muscle, Sweet Pea, who did amazingly well at the boarder’s and never even offered to bite anyone! Dolly in her crate, and Duncan in his crate, and Zorro in his cage on his table where he can see out and comment on the scenery!  What a family we will be! I need to route us to Danville, as we usually go through Tennessee to I 81– I am thinking this could be shorter or longer, we will see. 
Roanoke was on the weather channel today as it is in the snow band, and I had to laugh, and call Belle to tell her I was out on the beach in my bikini, what a lie!  She called me a dirty devil and laughed, knowing it was raining here.  She is struggling with the cold and I worry and pray for her daily, Cathy as well, I know not what is going on there.  Another tale for another day.  Who would have ever thought I would look forward to going back to Virginia?? I feel like a lost soul with no home.  I miss L and want to be with her.  I miss Belle and Cathy, and want to be with them, I dread returning to that cramped, out of date little house with the spirits that do their best to make me sad.  and Mad.  and Depressed.  and Mean like them.  I keep telling them to go away, but they do not, I think Gramps is gone now, we have not seen him lately since I informed him he was dead and needed to go to the light, he was driving Kevin crazy.  I think it is the women that are so oppressive.  Mother is gone and could care less, but Auntie still wants to rule with an iron hand, I cannot even throw out all the trahsy old junk that is wrapped in many layers of paper and plastic, without feeling the pressure change in the room.  I would like to spray paint the whole place white and bright, it is so dark and dreary, and covered in soot.  L wants to get a line of credit and have everything fixed starting with the electric and plumbing. I figure $25,000. should reroof, side, replumb, rewire, and maybe even but some paint.  What a mess.  L would like to add a second story as well, I cannot deal with all of that! She can do that when she transfers back from Danville and is a store manager.  Altho, She says she is not moving in there, but getting a nice apartment in Raleigh Court and letting Heath and Anastasia live there, if they want.  She has had enough depression and loves her new place with it’s light and windows everywhere,  and lots of room to work.  We have a ball at her place with al our toys, we dye, spin, knit and have our own hobby room! Actually, two of them!!  One is all tile, so we can hang up all the dyed fiber and let it dry there without worrying about dying the floors or walls! 
Laura’s New Haircut  Laura’s new haircut, cute, huh??
I shall give you none of my views today, I am sick of the political coverage, and everyone discussing nothing else on TV, politics and the writers strike. Is there no one in the world who can ad lib??  Must we all follw a script?  Is there nothing funny or touching to discuss without someone to write it for us? And I said no views today! I vote to turn off the TV and use our minds to entertain us! If we play a game with our kids, will the world come to an end?  Even if it is Texas Hold ’em——-Josh’s favorite, of course.  Maybe if we exercise our brians our butts will follow, what a novel idea!  Perhaps, even good eating and good health could come out of this writer’s strike, I vote that it never be settled, and this be the end of TV as we know it!!  Let it be real or not at all!!  Let’s all play canasta and crazy 8’s and have a conversation……………..ok, you do remember that, talking together and enjoying each other’s company? 

Dolly BabyIris Civil War ShawlAs we were discussing the day and plans, ideas for this week coming up, DH (depending on the day: dear, darn, dratted, dirty husband) asked what’s selling on ETSY?  For many years he has taken a lot of pictures and I have sorta sorted them, then added them to boxes to be scrapped someday when I am sitting around.  He has always been very talented at this and made some awesome pics.

My reply to him was ‘prints’. Of what?  Strange things, I says.  Like two birds sitting on a barn roof, this seller has sold 23 of them, 8X8 for $10.00 each.  The look, honestly, the look as he calculated that, I had to crack up.  There is another seller, I says, selling 1″X1″ picture pendants for $4.50. That’s cheap he says. Well, I says, she has sold over 7000 of them this past year, I am watching that calculating in his pea brain! That, he says, requires a calculator, which means, you need to get busy and start making these tiny treasures!

So, there are two new streams of income in the first week of the year.  Did I tell you our goal this year was to add one stream of income per month?  I had to put a damper on all this creativity very quickly or we might reach our goal in the first week of the year, so I says—

Need a new lazer printer, gonna cost a lot! Need to get these prints to look professional, wanna guess the rely? Call Tana, she gets her prints done at Walgreens for 19 cents each, and doesn’t use up her own ink. Silly man, I do not want 4X6 pictures printed, I want PRINTS on archival paper with style to sell.  Then he turns in circles twice, I do think he is part dog–that is another story– and says where are all those barn pictures you took 2 years ago to make calendars? On a disc. Let’s start with them, he says, and just use elements of each one, in circles, or squares, or ovals, or………………….Does anyone see where this is going?  Sure enuf, the next words out his mouth, ‘you have a master’s degree in this computer stuff, you know what to do!!!’

I think I will call Laura and see if she wants to dye some mohair, or some wool when I get back, that I am familar with, this is scaring me, too much creativity, imagination, and far too many ideas for the 5th of January, 2008!!

I did put up some Google ad sense ads on my pages, hoping someone will click on them and that would be stream of income number 3! I think I shall work on expanding that stream through out the year.  I am sitting in the warm breezes of Pensacola, Fl and watching Zorro preen, Sweet Pea nap, Dolly study her Papa outside trying to figure out what he is doing–he is cutting down Josh’s tree, we will see how that goes over!  The sun is shining brightly and the cars are flying by on Fairfield, I had forgotten how noisy it is here! Dolly and I both nearly lost it early on Wednesday morning when the Blue Angels went practicing over the house.  I had not remembered how much I hated that!  They are not my friends, as they fly very early and make much noise, I know, I know, everyone loves the Blues,  let you in on a secret—-NOT everyone!  Hockey game tonight,  Josh will be making coffee, and I am going over to Joan’s and finish the jewelry I was making.  Maybe, maybe in the morning on my way to Tana’s.  I am so looking forward to seeing my girls and Rog! Very happy to head to their house.  I have my scrapper’s tote full to over flowing with goodies and ideas! I want to make Josh a new clock since he is not fond of the caffeine kitty!  I love it and will take it home with me, but he does not love it, so I will make him a life clock.  I have it all planned out, with little aircraft carriers, florida tags, flip flops, police badges,  baseballs, softballs, basketballs, footballs, skim boards, coffee cups, all that symbolize who and what he is!  I hope he likes this one,  Mr. Picky!!  I found Tana’s Christmas presents from 2 years ago that I had misplaced and been hunting ever since, in a gift bag, under the cardboard bottom, in the closet in the camper!  Do not have a clue why I did not look there first! Just like when Josh needed his birth certificate and paid $50. to have it sent asap for his state trooper application and it was in the box marked ‘ important documents’ in the camper.  Doesn’t everyone use their camper as a safe???

Now he says, they will send me to Miami, I do not want to go. So he is applying here at the ECSO and Pensacola Police.  Is it legal to hit a 26 year old male type son over the head with his own baseball bat?? How do you get him to understand there is more to life than playing ball? When will he realize that a job with health insurance comes before a flag football tourney?  How does a Mom get these things across without being a nagger?  WOOOOOT! That was close!  Almost a slip of the finger!!

Today I start my Civil War Shawl, using Jaggerspun Merino Top from Australia, which I got from www.sarahsyarns.com  and it will look like this when complete, except in a vivid purple! 

Civil War Shawl     Civil War Shawl Angel    tshawl3.jpg    Spin

I am very excited about starting the shawl, it is so large, we plan to work it as a KAL and it will take until June to complete as the last rows have over 1200 stitches per row! It is so beautiful! I have some socks on the needles, some cowls, finsihed Tana’s and it is beautiful, will get pics up before it is gifted!  I am making some now to sell on Etsy, and procrastinating about the marvelous mitts (http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5154376 ) because I really want to make some other things, like socks! I have some great yarns we got when we went to Hillsborough, NC- Laura & I- and I am anxious to get thru with present knitting and hit it for myself!! Selfish, huh?  Sorry, I deserve it, I am special, I am in the positive zone and no one can make me come down, I will not let it in! I shall accomplish things this year that no one has imagined, I am tired of sitting around waiting for it to come to me, I shall go and get it……………………………..what is ‘it’?

As the new year begins, what shall we do?  Shall we start a new shoppe, a new craft, a new idea?  Shall we build on what we have started?  Shall we make a business plan, ah ha! Now, that is where I think we should start this year and begin by forgiving all the sins perpertrated against us in the past, and start anew, personally, professionally, physically, mentally, emtionally and just plain let go and let God take over. 

I was watching Joel Osteen last night as I surfed the channels, and his message was to have a free and clean spirit and be blessed double.  I like that idea, do not dwell in the past.  Get over it and rise above it, he said!!  Greg Bishop, Command Master Chief of the USS Saratoga (CV-60) out of Mayport Fl in 1989-1990 passed those words on to his Ombudsmen at every meeting we had.  Rise above it, forget it, it is in the past.  Help those in need now and move on, never give up and never forget to be positive. You can do  and be anything you want bad enough, if you don’t suceed, according to Billy Joe Shaver, Try and Try again!!  No where in his music does it say to give up or to quit.  Build a dream and go after it.  I want to be able to go grocery shopping on the last day of the m month, buy anything I want to eat & not have to look at the price tag, use my debit card and not have to be concerned if it will ping! 

That, my dear fiends friends, is my idea of wealthy! Rich beyond compare. Able to have any food I want! This is not the end of 2007–it is the beginning of 2008.  Looking forward, being positive, creating new and beautiful items, sharing with my dear ones, learning something special to keep the old brain from deteriorating; keeping on spinning, knitting, cropping, beading, traveling, smiling, and using up all those lamp parts!

I am too tired, needing my meds refilled, and chilly tonight to enjoy anything, so I think I will knit this Tudora for Tana and go to bed early on the first day of the year. I have spent the last 3 hours trying to add an rss feed button to this blog so that I can send it out–and the widget has kicked my butt! But guess what??  Tomorrow I will be widget proof and kick it’s butt!

Then you can subscribe and read all my rantings, therfore; there will be no question as to where I stand.  I stand on the rock!!