Low Carb Diet

I got on the protein diet and quit because I didn't drop much


weight, then I got off it and gained 15 pounds - now I got to


go back on it to get rid of the weight I gained because I 


started it in the first place.... Such is life;)

A thought....

Looking back a year ago, a month ago, or even a week ago...

I am embarrassed at how I've behaved, the things I've said, 


the temper I've displayed...

I only ask that you be patient with me, God's not finished 

with me yet.

The Magic Sweater

     Once there was this lady who was hurting really bad over the loss of a baby to be. She cried and worried she would never have a baby, 'til one day months later, her wonderful uncle and his beautiful wife gave her a teeny tiny puppy to love and take care of.
     The puppy was special to the lady and she began to stop hurting over the baby that wasn't to be. In fact, taking care of the puppy was such a change for her that she wasn't sure if she wanted to have a baby at all.
     Soon the little puppy became more curious and daring. He started to be a bad boy and ripped up her precious pink rug in her bedroom. He also would sneak into the bathroom and shred the toilet paper not to mention when she wanted to go to bed, he would not let her. She had her hands full when she remembered something.
     The lady had bought a grey sweater for the puppy because it was very cold outside. She usually only put it on him before they went for a walk, but on this day she decided to put it on him to see if the sweater would settle him down.
     Sure enough, the sweater calmed him down and he was sleeping within a minute of wearing it. After a couple months of dealing with a cute, silly, hyper, crazy puppy she realized she had the cure.... a magic sweater.... that has worked ever since.

True Story

Cassette Tapes

Hunting season for me, is officially over and now it's time to change gears. I got Christmas decorations out of the shed and decorated a little.

While I was in the shed, I decided to throw away hundreds of cassette tapes I have been holding on too for over 20 years. I am not sure why I was keeping them, nostalgia mostly.

Dean thinks I'm a hoarder and I think a crate of cassette tapes may support his argument.... but not anymore.

It kinda hurt a little. I am still contemplating going through the trash to pick out a few favorites. My truck (which I rarely drive) has a cassette player. My Jeep has a cassette player too, but I usually by pass it and plug in my MP3 player.

It seems I may be able to rationalize a little dumpster diving tomorrow..... we'll see how strong I am.

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Hunting Season

It's amazing how much time and money is consumed with hunting, but I am having a great time hunting with my pops..... Dylan..... Steve and my husband when he is home...

Grandmas

Last summer, my mom worked on a special version of Que Sera and taught it to my sister’s kids, Hailey and Trevan.

THEIR SONG 

(may not be 100% accurate):

When I was just a little girl/boy

I asked my grandma what will I be

Will I be pretty/handsome will I be rich 

Here’s what she said to me

Que Sera Sera 

What ever will be will be

There’s one thing for sure

You’ll be special to me

When my sister’s mother-in-Law (the kid’s other grandma) was sick and in the hospital, Hailey and Trevan sang that same song to her. My sister recorded the singing as Trevan did his best to speed through the song while Hailey finished at a slower pace.

In the video, you can see how happy and grateful Ellen was to hear her two only grand children sing such a sweet custom song to her.

I don’t know if she knew my mom had taught them the song, I know she wouldn’t have cared either way, but I can bet that when my mom was teaching the kids the song she did not know what a true blessing that very song would bring to Ellen.

My mom loved Ellen very much and was happy to share her special song with the other grandma who’s days were numbered and every precious moment mattered more than we will ever know.

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Random Memory

A weird and random memory popped into my head today.

When I was in elementary school, mind you elementary school, there was a girl who rode the bus with me. She was sucking on a baby pacifier. I couldn't help but to stare, but I wasn't the only one staring. Someone asked her why she was sucking on a pacifier.

She pulled it from her mouth and said that it was to help her get off drugs. She did not laugh and was very serious about it.... 5th grade was the oldest she could have possibly been, unless- and this is probably the case - she repeated a grade or two, but either way it was disturbing and weird.

That's all I have to say about that random memory.