Blue Monday...After a Good Weekend

                                         

Well, is it just me, or does it really seem like forever since I have posted and browsed J~land?  Guess I'll make this a newsy, catch-you-up sort of entry.  First, thanks to the many who stopped by and wished Pete a Happy Birthday!  You are all too sweet.  I think he has as good a birthday as anyone who had to work that day could have.  I fed him Rib-eyes and baked potaotoes for supper, with some wonderful fresh baked yeast biscuits my sister brought him.  Bubba did a bunch of yard work for a present, and Bug designed him her own card.  I gave him his favorite cologne, which he was out of.

Thursday and Friday there just wasn't much too me........did practically nothing.  But Friday evening Pete came home with a birthday surprise for Bug........a brand new 20" bike!  All metal....in a teal blue with lavender accents.  She was so very excited!  On Saturday, her birthday, Pete and Bubba had to go get passes to hunt in the park near the house this year, and he stopped of at the grocery and bought her a birthday party:  cake, meat for the grill, paper plates, sodas, ....everything.  Mama didn't have to do a thing!  That was one little girl who sure felt special!  As if she weren't already excited enough about turning 6.  Throughout the afternoon and evening family dropped by and brought her presents....mostly money, she's now independantly wealthy.  And in the evening we all enjoyed some great food cooked over an all pecan wood fire.  Pete was on call, but thankfully never had to go.  Unfortunately for him, the evening ended with another of those really bad headaches.  Me and the kids picked up the mess. 

Sunday was just another relaxing rather lazy day.  We had rain again.  More is expected today.  Wonder if we are officially out of our drought now?

I want to make a confession.  A while back, I was helping Bug look for something purely fun and mindless to do on the PC.  Non-educational.  Just for kicks.  I found her a game and we played.  She enjoyed it and did fairly well at it.  So I put it on the favorites.  We went back to play several times.  Well, now I am hooked on Zuma.  I play a game or two of it almost every single day!  Why, I don't know.....it's not like I am actually good at it.  Is it because it is mindnumbing?  Or is this just an expression of my inner child?  Or a throw back to my Asteroid zapping days in the late 70's?  Well, there you go....now you know.  I feel better.

 Today I'd like to ask all of you to welcome a Sister in Christ to J~land.  One who knows her REO Speedwagon.  ;)  (See Comments)  Gwynn is also a wife and mother, trying to be committed to Him in the Small Things.  Stop by and draw some courage and inspiration from her, or leave her a little of your own.

 

  The Word today is "Dear friends, never avenge yourselves.  Leave that to God, for he has said that he will repay those who deserve it. {Don't take the law into your own hands.}  Instead, feed your enemy if he is hungry.  If he is thirsty give him something to drink and you will be "heaping coals of fire on his head."  In other words, he will feel ashamed of himself for what he has done to you.  Don't let evil get the upper hand but conquer evil by doing good."  Romans 12:19-21, TLB      At first I thought this needs no illiteration.  But then I could hear some of you saying, "oh, sure.....I know old so and so will just take my kindness and never feel guilty."  So, I say to you remember that God's timetable is not ours.  I am sure some will never feel guilt or remorse in our lifetime.....but there is a Day coming.  A day when every knee will bow and every tongue confess.  If they have no remorse towards us or God now, they surely will then!  But it will be a little too late.  So please heed God's Word.  For your sake not to be caught up in strife.  And for their sake, that they might have even the opportunity to see and too repent the things they have done, before it is ever too late.

Spanky, Darla and Our Gang

If any of you have a memory of "Our Gang" let me tell you that they are alive and well here in Caneyhead! Bubba and a younger cousin, from thru the pipeline, have cleaned-out a small corner of the woods in the back and made it into clubhouse central. They are there everyday......almost all day long. There is a table. Bubba bought a tarp to put up for shelter from passing showers, a can of Deep Woods Off. Cinderblocks ringing a fire-hole for a little light at night and smoke to ward off insects. He's even hooked up some battery-powdered radio out there. So, those two, plus Bug, and a man down the roads grandson are wiling-away the days in good-old lazy summer fashion. Bug has traded in her cool summer shorts, for jeans each day so she can tote the pocket knife her Bubba gave her in a ritual Spanky and the crew would have been proud of. But there is some strife amongst the membership, as bug wanted to bring the white kitten there to pet and she was told this was a dogs only club. I'm sure Darla could sympathize.

"Spanky, will you swing me before we have lunch?"

"Sure Darla!"

"Hey, Romeo, what about your promise to the He-Man Woman Haters Club?!"

And REO Speedwagon breaks into "She Doesn't Like Tough Guys."

Hey! The British are coming! The British are coming!.........No....not redcoats. Not even the Beatles. It's Jeanette's Jottings! If you think Brits are stuffy, you have to go and visit Jeanette for awhile. This housewife and grandmother is full of vim, vigor and wit that will perk up your day. There is plenty of boasting about her grandchild, and lots about her garden (which is gorgeous and very English.!) Plenty of humor and some ghostly, gouly tales like only England can generate.

Now for the Word on our Words. From Ecclesiastes 7: 8 & 9 "Finishing is better than starting! Patience is better than pride! Don't be quick-tempered -- that is being a fool" Leave itto Solomon (the Preacher) to be blunt and to the point. You can never eat a meal you do not finish. Impatience stems out of pride, "You are wasting my time....how dare you treat me like that?!" Short fuses and hair-triggers end up only hurting the innocent.

A Little Leviety

Good day dear friends! God has surely blessed me in this place with the friends who drop by. Pete's first day back at work went well enough. Tuesday we go to the doctor to get results from other tests they ran and see where we go from there. The kids are home from school for the first time today. Bubba is STILL asleep at 11:25am. I can't say much, I went back to bed after I got Pete off to work and slept until 10:00 myself!! Bug was the first one up, around 8:30 I think. She does pretty good on her own. She knows not to go outside. She can operate the video and DVD herself. Fix her own cereal etc. Sometimes she leaves creative mayhem behind. She loves to do all things artsy/crafty. At which her Mom is totally enept. She had an all Excellant report card. Scored in the top 13% on some standardized test the school had given. And was voted Miss Sunshine by her graduating class! Guess she brings joy to the heart of more folks than just her mom.

Yesterday's entry was rather weighty and thoughful......so I thought I would pass along a little leviety I recieved in a Arca Max Joke E-mail. (See link on sidebar.) I am very tempted to do this, as it is a DAILY question at our house! LOL

One afternoon a man came home from work to find total mayhem in his house.

His three children were outside, still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all around the front yard.

The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the house.

Proceeding into the entry, he found an even bigger mess.

A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall.

In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a cartoon channel, and the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing.

In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door. He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife.

He was worried she may be ill, or that something serious had happened. He found her lounging in the bedroom, still curled in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled, and asked how his day went. He looked at her bewildered and asked, "What happened here today?"

She again smiled and answered, "You know everyday when you come home from work and ask me what in the world did I do today?"

"Yes," was his incredulous reply.

She answered, "Well, today I didn't do it."

And now to announce this day's journal link! She is a Sister in the Lord who hails from Kentucky. She's married to her high school sweetie with a boy and a girl. Many of you probably already know I am speaking of Jess, over at the everyday mundane life of a housewife. For any who haven't met her, she blends humor and warmth in her entries, along with pictures and goings on in her home and life. So stop in and see her!

Today's word on the Word and use of words! Moses had been on the mount receiving the Ten Commandments from the hand of God. "When they came near the camp, Moses saw the calf and the dancing, and in terrible anger threw the tablets to the ground and they lay broken at the foot of the mountains." Exodus 32:19 TLB. He was so angry that these people had so quickly turned from God! Yet, he interceed for them in verses 31 & 32, asking God to forgive them. The smashed tablets meant he had to climb the mountain and receive the law again. Be careful. Be certain. Even righteous anger in men can severe relationships and delay God's plans and blessings. Better to leave the wrath to God......the better part for us is intercession.

One Solitary Firefly

Okay, so I will admit it. I have been discouraged. Feeling a lot lately like the twelve years I have been praying for Pete and his family have been for nothing. Wondering if Pete will ever give himself to Christ. That my dreams for a totally Christian home will never see fulfillment. So, I am honest with Him in my prayers. Why not be? He knows it all before I ever open my mouth. Why continue to cry and pray and break my heart open like bread upon the alter? Last Friday's Providence and Protection of Pete in that truck with that wheel.......He spoke to me "Don't grow weary.....continue to cover him in prayer. It gives Me more time to strive with him." My head says, "Yes Lord, I see." But my heart continues to cry out in despair! Why!?! Why won't even this cause him to come to you!?! When!? When will it ever happen?! So, though so very thankful for Pete still living and breathing and with us, I am very contorted all weekend. Torn between my head knowledge and what the cry of my heart is. I step out into a clear night to take the Boston Terrier gang to pottie before bedtime. The air is gentle and soft. Matilda strays very near the edge of the wood to do her business. As she is under house arrest, I strain into the darkness of the tree shade to see her form and keep track with her. Suddenly, one bright burst of light glows out of the darkness. Then just as quickly it is gone. It soon returns. And is gone. It is one solitary firefly. Often times the whole wood twinkles with them, like stars in the heavens. But tonight there is only one......It amazes me how much I can see when it lights! And how quickly the darkness rushes in when it ceases. And He speaks to me. He speaks reassurance directly to my heart. This is how it is. The Light pierces the darkness, bit by bit. One instance at a time. Each time, a little more is revealed. A little more of what had been hidden is seen. Seen clearly. This is how it is. This is how it is with Pete. Do not dispair! Oh, Lord! Be ever near. Keep me in ThyWill and Thy Way. Help me to glow for You. May You ever glow thru me! Thank You for refreshing my my heart. Thank You for one solitary firefly.

I ask all who pass this way to join me in prayer for my hubby's salvation. And also remember his health. He went to a new doctor last week. One who is stunned he has suffered dizziness and nausea for 5 years! One who is rechecking all the work that has been done before. One who is looking to things no one has considered before. It is my prayer that this time, he will finally get solid answers. Where there are solid answers, there is the chance for real help.

This is the last day of school for my youngin's. Bug is there just to get her report card and party. Bubba is taking his Geometry final, even though he was exempt, in order to raise his grade. I am very proud of him for making such a mature decision on his own! Last night we went for Bug's Kindergarten graduation. It was held at the High School football stadium. Mind you, we haven't had rain in weeks. The 6 o'clock news said no rain in sight till the weekend. The sky was overcast as we assembled in the stands. A few minutes before 7:00 the children came onto the field. At 7:01, lightening began to flash down in the sky behind the platform. Pledge of Allegiance to US and Texas Flags. National Anthem. Prayer. The principal then says, "Congradulations class! This concludes our program, parents please come on the field for your child. This is the shorest graduation ceremony ever." As we are climbing into the truck, the bottom falls out! Sheets of rain falling from the sky! Creeping home in the conjested traffic. Then, about 6 miles from home, the sun peeps thru one little crack in a cloud. And the biggest, full arch double rainbow we have ever seen in our livesfills the Eastern Sky. Greyblue above it. Glowing white below it. I would not have been surprised to see Jesus step thru the curtain of sky at any moment! I think Bug and her classmates got a very special memory to store away and tell one day.

Today's journal link is hosted by a smart, sophisticated young woman. I like to frequent her journal, just because her life is very different than my own. So if you have yet to meet up with Candace, go by Better Than Kicking the Dog , get to know her and expand your horizons a little. And now for our Word on words. Today we look at the 3rd Commandment. "You shall not use the name of Jehovah your God irreverently, nor use it to swear to a falsehood. You will not escape punishment if you do." Exodus 20:7 TLB. Hhhuumm, are you thinking "oh, I never use the gd word!" Well, that's good. But have you considered that each time we speak His name with no real thought of Him, we are being irreverent? You see a shocking news story and say "Oh, my God." You become frustrated and say "By heavens!, will you ever listen." In these instances we are not truly calling on Jehovah. But we are brandishing His mighty and precious name around like a slogan. Did you know that the early Jews would not even speak his name aloud? That the scribes actually picked up a new styluseach time they wrote his sacred name? And what of us who do ever use the gd word?! Ever give thought to what you are actually doing? To be "damned" is to be totally and eternally seperated from God. When you use the gd phrase, you are actually calling upon God to banish this person or thing forever from His presence. Gives you pause to think, does it not? Let us begin today to use His name appropreately. Use it for praise, for blessing, for His glory. Call upon it for salvation and help. Tell others of His excellant greatness.

Have a great day, my J~land friends!

You're God's Answer to My Prayer!

Dear Journal-land friends, you will never know the blessing you have been to me this morning! Yesterday evening I had spent an hour crying, blubbering and praying about how what I have to say and what I feel and think and want seems so unimportant to the people around me. My dear little Bug has all the joy, energy and impatience a child of 5 should have...so she wants to do the talking or be busy and on the go. My precious Bubba has spent more than his fair share of time listening to his Mama. But all he really wants to discuss is car stereos and trucks. Seems just when I think of something special to me to share with him, that's when he is most ready to go on about his business.And my dear hubby....well, he doesn't want to discuss the issues a TV show raises, and he doesn't want to talk when he eats or too close to bedtime in case something upsets him. He never discusses politics, religion or the social concerns of the day. He's a man of action. He values deeds and not words. Which I can understand, as in his life words often were lies, empty promises or otherwise discouraging. He wants only to see what you do/did. To hear what you've done. So, this muller, puzzler, ponderer often feels unheard, unappreciated, unvalued. It comes and goes in waves. Yesterday was one of my bigger waves. But God is sssooo faithful! When I stepped outside before bed to let the Boston Terrier pack pottie, there was one lone firefly blinking near the woods. I'm not sure how to word it, but it brought comfort to me. As you can see the firefly intermentantly, God seemed to be saying to me that just because they don't always see, hear and understand me the times that they do are still just as lovely and precious. Then I wake and come on-line to find your warmth, and welcome! Your sweet and thoughtful comments! You are all a blessing to me. Thank you so much! Barb, God must have lead you to mention me at just the right time.....he knew what I needed...to be appreciated! My dear Uncle Lenox passed away yesterday. He was 81 and had recently suffered strokes. He was a wonderful and warm Christian man. He served his country in WWII. He and my mother's sister, Billie, raised three boys to be decent and kind men. He served his community and was a deacon at his church. I have never known a more honorable, honest, decent, kind and helpful man. I hope God is giving him a double portion of reward! Bubba class didn't do very well at the welding contest; only one second place award. But they enjoyed their day, and know more about how the contest thing works. There were about 60 competing and awards were given to only the top five in each event. Bubba didn't even look to see where he placed. Bug's school is having field day todaySuppose I may try to go up there and surprise her. May God bless each of your's day as you have blessed mine!

Passing on Some Jewels

Good day dear Sisters......and any one else! I have another marriage devotion (probably the last) coming along hopefully later today. As I am going thru my mailbox, I am finding amusing and ecouraging things to share with you today. The art above is by ChristArt. The little poem below is from AcraMax.

A Woman's Poem He didn't like the casserole
And he didn't like my cake.
My biscuits were too hard...
Not like his mother used to make.

I didn't perk the coffee right
He didn't like the stew,
I didn't mend his socks
The way his mother used to do.

I pondered for an answer
I was looking for a clue.
Then I turned around and smacked him...
Like his Mother used to do.

LOL Please realize this is for humor only! I would not advise doing this.

And now for a word of encouragement from Godswork Ministry:

SHAKE IT OFF A parable is told of a farmer who owned an old mule. The mule fell intothe farmer's well. The farmer heard the mule braying - or whatever mulesdo when they fall into wells. After carefully assessing the situation, the farmer sympathized with themule but decided that neither the mule nor the well was worth the troubleof saving. Instead, he called his neighbors together, told them whathappened, and enlisted them to help haul dirt to bury the old mule in thewell and put him out of his misery. Initially, the old mule was hysterical! But as the farmer and hisneighbors continued shoveling and the dirt hit his back, a thought struckhim. It suddenly dawned on him that every time a shovel load of dirtlanded on his back, he should shake it off and step up! This he did, blow after blow. "Shake it off and step up... shake it offand step up... shake it off and step up!" he repeated to encouragehimself. No matter how painful the blows or distressing the situationseemed, the old mule fought panic and just kept right on shaking it offand stepping up. You're right! It wasn't long before the old mule, battered and exhausted,stepped triumphantly over the wall of that well! What seemed like it wouldbury him actually blessed him - all because of the manner in which hehandled his adversity! Author Unknown

Hope ya'll enjoyed this. I'll leave you with a quick update on family life.

Bubba is on a field trip to a Welding Contest today. I hope some of them win something!

Bug complained of her stomach last night. Asked me to pray for her. Then she just repeated, "Please, Jesus." over and over. She said each time she said it, she felt a little better. In about 30 minutes I heard her switch to "Thank you, Jesus." over and over again. Seems her tummy was feeling all better by then. So proud that she knew enough to give Him thanks for His answer! We must all take note and learn a lesson here, after all we must come as children.

My dear Pete is feeling very lousey lately. He rattled off a whole list of complaints last night! And its' not like him to do that. We had almost gotten into an argument. Seems it was my fault he's been running late to work lately, even though I start trying to wake him about 40 minutes before he ever gets up! But, it actually led to a discussion. A discussion where I shared things with him about my prayers for him and his family that I had never shared.

Emmy still has not had her foal! Guess she really is Perpetually Pregnant!

The baby chicks and the little kittens are all living and thriving. Know anyone who wants a kitten?

My Kate Jesmines are blooming! Oh I just love their smell! Like to put them in the house and let the aroma fill it. I think some folks call them Gardenias. Or maybe the two are just closely related? I'll leave that up to someone else to figure out.

May everyone who comes this way have a joyful day! I know your sweet and thoughtful comments add joy to mine!!!!!

Scooters, Goats & Hairbrushes

Good day to all who pass this way! I have several things I want to share with you: hope I don't forget anything. First, let me report that hubby was better yesterday evening and I doctored him again last night, so MAYBE he can shake this off on his own.

You ever wonder what country kids do to pass the time? Well, Pete brought home an old scooter the other day and Bubba & Bug had the best time of thier lives! We live right next to a long, rather steep hill that goes down into Jack Gore Baygall. Red clay, covered with rock. The kids took the scooter and Bug's bike down there. Bubba would sit on the scooter like it was a lowrider, push off and hold his feet up and zoom down the hill, crashing into a large pile of pinestraw! Bug rode her bike down with him, braking most of the way. They were a sight! That long hair flying behind Bug glistened all the way to the bottom of the hill in the late afternoon sun. It was great to watch them have so much fun.......sheer joy! But of course, being sane and wise, Daddy said no more scooting and biking down the hill like that. That's okay, they have the memory. It's one of those tales that will be told to their own kids one day. "When I was a kid, we........." You know the kind.

Now what do I do with Matilda? We have three generations of female Boston Terriers living in our house. Zena, the patriarch, the good solid family dog. Diagnosed two years ago with conjestive heart failure, she takes meds every day. Then we have her daughter, Matilda. Tildy, as I call her, had been given away as a puppy to live with another family. But she came back, seems there were stories of her and other dogs hunting down and killing small livestock. We've never had her attack or kill anything here. She's extremely quiete for the breed. And there is the puppy of Tildy, Bugnamed Blackie (she is solid black in her chests and down both front legs and feet.....unusual for the breed.) Recently, Tildy and Blackie have been making excursions into our hog pen and barking at the sows. No harm done. The sows ignore them and all the dogs do is bark. But yesterday morning I let all three out to pottie and get some sunshine. About 45 minutes later, Zena and Blackie came right in when I called, but no Matilda. This is not so unusual. She often justs lays were she is and ignores me. An hour later.....still no Tildy. I go back about every hour and call .......but she never comes. Finally, at three in the afternoon I become concerned she may have wandered away and got in a pickle. So I get in the car and drive slowly down our road looking for her. Right around the curve, there she is! Inside a neighbor's fenced front patch. HHHuuuummm?!? How'd she get in there? I get out and call her over to the fence and she comes right up. But her chest and front paws are covered in blood! My first thought is the poor crazy thing has gotten herself hurt. I reach over and lift her out by the scruff of her neck. I kneel and examine her. She is not bleeding. This is something else's blood! I looked around the pen, but didn't notice anything amiss. I looked up the driveway and knew the folks weren't home. So, I call Tildy to trot along beside the car and come back home. I throw her in an empty chicken coup until I have the chance to bathe her. Too nasty to come inside and I don't trust her to stay. When the kids came in from school, I sent Bubba over to look around and to see if anyone had come home. He comes back to report that there is a goat that has been injured! Oh Bother! No one is home yet. We told Pete when he came in and still no one was home yet. By the time everyone finished what they needed to do and we settled down for the evening, Bubba offered to go back over there, but Daddy wouldn't let him. He figured more than likely the man would be home, but drunk by then. So.......I do so hope that poor animal makes it. That it's wounds aren't serious. Guess we may have to pay for a goat. And now, Tildy cannot go outside without supervision. Better pick up another collar when I go to town, so we can chain her for her outside times.

On the lighter side, right before I went to bed last night I checked my e-mail. There was a note from Pete's cousin Bill's wife letting me know what items her son Cody might need over in Iraq. (Please always remember our soldiers in your prayers!) Attached to the e-mail was a link to a Redneck Video Game. I played it a few minutes and was surprisingly good at it! So for your amusement, I'm passing it on to you. Just click and play! Or at least I hope it works. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

God Bless you all.......and have a great day!

Barbara

Good Weekend

Greeting to all! I am very thankful and encouraged by the comments and replies I have recieved! My hope is that this journal will not only provide a little diversion, but may minister to a heart here and there along it's way. Jesus said "Go ye therefore...." in the Great Commision. When you break it back down to the original language it translates more....."as ye go." Along our way, in our day, wherever we may be.

I am glad to report that Bug is feeling better and better! She was even fighting with Bubba yesterday. lol Poor hubby was hobbled all weekend with an attack of gout. We have recently learned of a man who claims a certain B vitamin supplement helped him more than ordinary gout pills. My sister Edna put us on to that. She even went so far as to buy him a bottle! I will try to pick it up from her soon, so he can give it a go. If it really is all that helpful, I will certainly pass that along.

Well, hubby brought in 3 motherless baby chicks on Saturday evening! They are in a boot box in our master bathroom with an electric heater running nearby. So sweet! Thankfully these are eating their biddy-feed and drinking water! For those who don't know, they learn to eat from example and often times when no hen is around they can starve to death with food and water right before them. Sort of like us spiritually sometimes! How many have a Bible laying around nearby but starve for the Word because we are too busy to pick it up? We thirst for help and comfort, yet we never come to Him in prayer? Please, whomever you may be, get in the Word! There are just too many easy to read translations about these days, many with wonderful illistrations and applications right inside! There are Bibles on tape, on video and on-line! A medium for every person and every situation.

Personally I had a great Sunday am with the kids in Children's Church. Only three little girls yesterday, but it was good! They like to roll a basketball at empty 2-liter bottles .......we call it bowling. (redneck bowling!) And I was having a time keeping them focused on the memory verse, as their little minds were already upon the bowling.....usually it is a reward for lessons well done. So I stopped fighting a useless battle and set up the bottles, gave them the ball and said, you will repeat the memory verse before each turn at bowling. Hey! Those sweeties really knew their verse when they left! And were bowling strikes and spares everywhere!

Well.......time to mosey on.....I want to read some other journals and give a shout out to some folks in IM's.

Have a great and blessed day!

Barbara

P.S. - Did I tell ya'll we have a family of woodducks that have returned to our pond for the second year?!

On the Home Front

I had to take my Hannah Bug to the doctor today.  Second day home from kindergarten with the soar throat!  Has hurt so bad at times that she cried tears!  How I wish I had a digital camera and all that jazz.  Bug is a real Texas cutie!  Golden strawberry blonde hair down to her hips, pug nose, big blue eyes framed by dark long lashes.  A sprinkling of freckles across her cheeks and nose, from lazy country days in the sun.  She has a way with animals.  She fears none and they trust her.  She's a lefty:  the artistic type.  She can color and cut as good as I can.  Smart as a whip too.  All "E's" on her report cards.  Generous heart.  Gives her money away to people who come by to visit, cause she "has too much!"  You'd love Bug!  Well, the Dr. said it was strep throat.  But she did not have a severe case.  No rash.  No fever.  So a round of anti-biotics and she should be good as new.  Of course we're gonna milk this cow for all it is worth!  Had to stop by Brookshire Bros. and get all the soft treats:  yogert, sherbert, pudding, icecream.  Cost near as much as the doctor visit!  The things you do to keep those eyes shining bright!  And to buy mom a little piece & quiet.  LOL   Think I'll make my way off of here and hunt up a nap!  Don't be surprised if I am scarce and hard to find on the weekends.  We play them by ear!  Sometimes I am actually on-line more.....but usually way less.  Have to spend time with the family!  Not to mention all those "huney-dos" and "since-u-was" things that keep me busy. 

God bless & keep you all.  And go to church on Sunday!  It's your day of rest and relaxation from the Lord God.  The least you can do is spend some time visiting with Him and the "family."