Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
This award came to me via Pollyanna from
http://www.lifemakesmelaugh.blogspot.com/ She told me to pass it on to my circle of friends so here goes.Polly, already has a spot on my blog as well, little heart stealin thing.
Mike.. my crazy cat owning friend...you have renewed many interests and introduced me to the amazing wonder of crazy cats.
Chris..his blog is really out spoken, he tells it like he sees it, sometimes, most times, with graphic, man talk. You gotta love it though he very seldom if ever, misses the mark. He has been called on the carpet, for expressing his views, but we need Chris to keep things straight. I am proud to call him my friend.
His log spot is http://thirtieslost.blogspot.com/
Julie...at "Style Bug", Julie has some post that are very well put together, she has post about fashion, health, and sometime just how she feels. Julie, does not have a lot of followers yet, go by and check her out, dig through her archives. http://friendlytrends.blogspot.com/
Sandi k....What can I say, she such a sweet heart, and always shows something off. She has a recipe site too.
She has been such a good friend. http://rockprairiedesigns.blogspot.com/
Jenny...she has been a really good friend of late, full of advice and help, always leaves a nice comment too. Pleas check her out.at http://lajenno.blogspot.com/
It's not that I am being lazy, I just have found it a little easier to put all my choices on one post, since I still haven't figgered out this link thng.
Miss Rae, Now before you say anything, I know you no longer accept awards, but if you did you would receive the ones here today and all the ones that I have ever been blessed with. You see the biggest inspiration, comes from realizing all the effort that it takes to just type these blogs out, even with love and passion.You are so relentless, so funny, and so loveable. Your blog brightens my day, it lights that little fire in me to write. I enjoy you site so very very much. So whether you accept, these awards or not, you deserve them all, but most of all you deserve to be read. http://myweathervane.blogspot.com/
This next award was received from Jackie at the "Painted Veil" http://shinade.blogspot.com/
Jackie has several blogs, and like Miss Rae stays very busy, her blog is not only beautiful, but filled with surprises, and a different theme for different days. Go and visit her, you will not regret it.
This award was a little surprising for me to receive, but will be a pleasure to pass on as you will see. I get inspired for many reasons, and in many ways. Some times a story can be inspiring, some times a happening, still others just stand on their own and stand alone. YOU have all inspired me, by your kind words, by just reading and putting up with my mistakes. HUGS to you all that are reading this right now.
He inspired me by writing about things that most others will not take the time to write about, by saying all that needs to be said in a concise and eloquent manner . You may or may not like him, you may or may not follow him, you may or may not read him. This man is a Writer, his name is Bruce Cotlin, and I can not say enuff good things about him. Just read him for your self, that is the proof. http://brucecoltin.blogspot.com/
When did I really lose touch with baseball, I can't really remember. Do I love sports? Oh YES, and was an avid baseball player. What brought me back to the sport, who was the inspiration? John S., from the first time I saw his blog on the Boston Red Sox, at "Pahdon My Opinion http://pardon-my-opinion.blogspot.com/
Farida Rizwan, has a blog site called, "Chapters From My Life" . This little blog site has some funny, but mostly inspiring blogs, like "hidden faces", and other hidden tid-bits. She lives in India, has two children and a lot to take care of, she is truly inspiring. http://chaptersfrommylife.blogspot.com/
Alice In Wonderland, just another blog? Nope a fun an interesting site that has inspiring happenings, and heart warming banter, and she always leaves one of Those, comments that make you feel likee you are being read.
Charlene, Man what haven't I already said about you, yet you still keep it all going and never seem to time, the energiser bunny is a whimp next to you. I wouldn't even venture a guess at the number of people that you have inspired at "The Balance Beam", please just keep it going. http://beamingbalance.blogspot.com/
Many of you may not know this guy, but if you go to his blog site you will see how important he can be t us all. The legal system breeds what we have all become to know as "legalese", wouldn't it be great to have a voice that explains things in such a way that it makes since? Meet, Richard Roolsby, he does just that on a daily basis, an inspiration that there is hope for finding some one in the legal field, that gives an easy to understand answer. http://www.blogcatalog.com/blog/white-collar-crime-in-georgia You might also want to check out his other sites.
Congratulations to you all, oh and by the way, Mike, please pick up both awards, your cats inspire me as well.
Friday, September 25, 2009
You know you have become a blogger when:
You become an oustsider in your own lil comunity.
These peeple in these parts don't have no clue.
Any time you start sumthin new, different, an all that, all of a sudden the rumer mills start werkin over time.
Cora Lee's, callin Jimmy's wife, who calls the preacher, who's sure you done gone an joined a cult.
Why even, ole Clem's worryin a little.
Everbodys, gonna band together, and try to save you from this evil habit.
You get a little critical cause, sum one is talkin round in circles, an you say hey wake up here, where's the content.
You ran into an old fren, an he says how ya doin Mr.Bob, an you answer, just fine got me forty them there followers now. Then you spend the next twenty minits splainin, no they ain't stalkers.
You git talkin to a neighbor, and discussin stuff whut needs to git done, an say, yeah lets start a thread, an then next thing you know, ever one thinks I've joined a quiltin bee.
You are talkin to peeple that you known fer years, an fer sum reason they can't git a handle, on whut it is your a talkin bout, an you say, sorry let me edit this here text. Next thing you know you've terned into some kinda legal muckedy muck.
You go to the doctors office, think of sumthin funny, an say, got a pen and paper, I can borowey. They see you writen stuff down whut have nuthin to do with, symptems, or doctors advice, just sumthin funny bout fishin, and such. Next thing I know, is I'm werkin for the C.I.A.
You git asked for your number and address, an you give em, your url, and e-mail address. Now ever one starts commin over askin if you can repair their computer.
Man, this bloggin stuff, tellin you folks, all these stories, and such, has really touched a nerve, with these folks here.
Mr. Bob, is now known as the, C.I.A. agent, whut doin the quiltin bee circut. Watch out he has stalkers werkin fer him, an they use their computers to sneak inside your house.
Don't let him have no pen an paper, lessen you want em, grab you up and put you in his crazy cult. Put you on his bloggin farm and brain washin you an all.
Yep, gues I'm a right fine blogger now, just sos you know, hell I ain't nothin but a story teller.
Hugs, to all, headed to the coffee shop. To meet with all my legal, muckedy muck, frens, Who knows may be, your there right now.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Monday, September 14, 2009
Got oneah them new t.v.s, that hang on the wall, now, if I can just get it off, that thing where they write out the words, man that's agravatin. It is nice to see all them channels though, all four of em.
The thing even has a clock on it, cept, it's on New York time, and I live in central time, always gettin up an hour earlier to watch the mornin news.
Hell, it ain't even got no knobs, took me two days to figger out how to change the station, and pbs is ok, but man I had to listen to ball game on the radio in my truck.
My kids got me this walk around phone thingy, it just kept ringing, I couldn't even answer the thing. then the damn thing started talkin to me, sayin so and so is callin, hell, the phone is smarter then me, or it's an esp phone or sumthin.
But this computer, man it really amazes me, talk to prople ever where and such. I pushed the wrong keys a couple times, and wow the stuff what popped up on this screen.
These real nice folks asked me bout my opinion on some stuff, said I would get some kinda gift and all, just or takin this survey. That thing had bout a million questions, don't think I ever finished it.
These things poppin up all the time tellin me I won sumthin an other, I mean the lights flash and all, I musta been the milionth viewer on about 8 things by now, guess I'm just lucky thet a way.
I'll let you know whut all I win, soons I finish this survey, hell I been workin on it bout 6 hours now, ain't gonna quit till I git it done neither.
Check back in. I'll let you know.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
A special thanks to http://bubbleshandmade.blogspot.com/ for the wonderful birthday present yesterday, she became my 100th follower. Her blog is very different in that she makes very nice tee shirts with her own twist.
While visiting this site please check out the side bar, I have a lot of the blogs that i follow listed there.
My daughter asked me how I got so many people to read my blog site and follow, and this is how I explained it,
!.) I read a lot of other bloggers blogs, read them, i don't skim over or scroll through them, I read them.
2.) I leave a comment so that if I have been there, they know I have read their blog.
No big secret really, if someone takes the time to express them self, throw that part of them self out there, for the world to see, they deserve the respect that you want to receive.
I have found the best blogs, from the coffee shop discussions, and from my followers list of followers. Therefore please look at all of my followers, look up a blogger, give them a visit, read, and comment. They are all wonderful people, I'm sure they would love a visit and comment from you.
My followers, readers, friends, I cherish them all, and you, whether it is your first visit to one of my two sites, or you regularly stop in, I appreciate your visit and visits very, very much.
Thanks for letting me express this today and please keep stopping by, hugs to all.
Friday, September 11, 2009
The old chief was trying to decide which son should lead the tribe after he passes.
They all had their own ideas of how things should be done.
Some were for warring, some for peace, a few wanted to move the tribe north, and a few wanted to move the tribe south.
All were creating dissension within the tribe, it looked to him like the tribe would split up and die out.
So he gathered his sons together and asked them all to try and come up with a solution to keep the tribe intact.
When they were all together, he asked them to step forward one by one to present their solutions and ideas.
One by one the came forward, one by one they would argue their point.
Peace, war, move north, move south, then the youngest son stepped forth to present his solution.
He handed his 9 brothers each a twig.
Now he asked each to break the twig. They each snapped the twig into small pieces.
He then handed each brother 10 twigs, asked them to tie them together, and to break them.
Not one brother was able, to break the bound twigs.
The youngest son, then explained like the lone twig, if the the tribe stands alone, it breaks easily, but when united, they are strong and can not be divided. We must be as the bound twigs, to survive.
A hush fell among the brothers.
The chief had found the answer he had been seeking in the youngest son.
The tribe will succeed and live on.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
In the morning I usually go and read all the new post from the bloggers that follow me, leave my comment, and search for others to read.
Today i ran across two back to back , that touched me and hit a chord.
The first by Millie River at "my random acts of kindness". She touched on how the blogging changed her life, and gave her a purpose, and direction.
The other is a post by Hunter at "Time Crook", I always read his new posts even though he doesn't follow me. His post today "the strength of ten men", really hit home for several personal reasons that I don't fell like sharing yet. This post is one that some will miss the message, god I hope not, but one that is worthy.
Some times I just feel like sharing things that I have read that I feel may be over looked but these strike a chord with me.
So you see i read a lot of blogs, i have probably already read yours too, I just can't mention them all, as i really do struggle just to type all this out.
Thanks for stoppin in, laff anyways.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Sunday, September 6, 2009
There once was an Indian chief that had three sons.
His lesson to teach was theirs to learn.
He sent them on an errand. To climb a specially high mountain and bring back what they may find.
They set off on their journey, hiked to the mountain and saw that it was very tall.
The first son climbed to just above the point where the mountain was changing from grassy to rocky, getting tired he picked some heather to bring back to show his father.
The second son, climbed to a point where the eagles hung out, the taller trees, with their nesting grounds. He found an eagle feather to show his father.
The last son, climbed and climbed, getting very tired,but finally making it to the top. Alas ther was nothing there to bring to his father. Hanging his head in shame he headed back down the mountain to face his father.
The first son arrived with the heather, and his father told the son, well son at least you made an attempt at this errand, but you only made the first plateau. The heather only grows in the lower resting area, where most people stop.
The second son arrived with the eagle feather, knowing that his father would be much pleased with this prize.
The father greeted the son and accepted the eagle feather. My son you took off an the errand and you did very well, it is not an easy task I know and to bring back this eagle feather is very commendable. A job well done my son.
The third son arrived, with a tear in his eye, he said. Father forgive me for failing you by bringing nothing back, not even a small token, or gift. My father, at the top of the mountain, there was nothing to find, other than the view of our great lands, the river winding below. the wind blowing in your face, and a peace and calm that i have never before felt in my short life, my father can you forgive me? Oh, my son, there is nothing to forgive, for you see, you are the only one that truly fulfilled the task, the greatest gift you could have given me is in the pride I now have. A son that dares to go where only the eagles dare soar.
I can't remember where or when I first heard this story, only that I was very young when I heard it, and I have no idea whether I even told it to it's truest. There is no particular author that i know of, but isn't a great story to tell to others.
Thanks for today and hopefully I can write another something tomorrow.
If you have a story you want to share or just leave a comment, the comment box is always open.
Friday, September 4, 2009
2 tires barely used, still hold air, made of real rubber, great for old tree swings and such
Plants--all kinds, green ones, brown ones, some multicolored ones, don't even have to water em no more
Horse..cheeep, can't see too good, likes kids and oats, pretty hair, and he's house broke
Burial plot-- already has a marker, nice view, low utility bills, available now, 1st and last mos. payment, no lease
Truck--very nice still runs, has wheels, only wrecked twice, never been hit by no train either.
Quick sale---all prices negotiable---cash only
http://comedyplus.blogspot.com/ sandee, by me
http://pat-aviewfromtheedge.blogspot.com/by miss rae
http://stirfryawesomeness.blogspot.com/by miss sandra
http://lcwrite2.blogspot.com/ susan from roni