Memories That Slam You In The Face

Strange how memories can slam you in the face out of nowhere.  I mean, I remember my Daddy every day.    Every day without fail, when I drive to work, I think of my Daddy because the sun is just coming up and the sky is so pretty. He was always up and already doing something outside by that time.  He loved being outside and getting his day started before it got too hot.

Out of the blue today I remembered something my daddy use to say and do with me and my siblings when we were little.  We could be whiny or could have hurt ourselves, or maybe we were just tired... What ever he was doing, watching TV, eating dinner, talking with friends, he would stop and stick out his hand and say, "Ahhh, come lay you're little head in my hand." and then miracles upon miracles we always felt better! 

I wish I could put my head in his hand today.

Day 8 Is A Bust!

Oh no! Day 8 and I don't have anything to say? How is the possible? I always have stuff to say! I know! I know! you are use to my blog being informative and full of scholorally topics! but today on day number 8... I got nothin'! This is going to be a long year!

A "Step On Me" Moment......

My oldest daughter, Stephanie, AKA "Step on me" came to visit over the weekend and spent some quality time with Matthew.  While they were at the mall, Matthew hiccuped and asked...  What causes us to hiccup."  Stephanie told him it was caused by too much air in our heads!  WoW! Really?lol 

OKAY, now in defense of Stephanie.  What she meant to say was we had too much air in our LUNGS.  But I can't seem to fight the urge to give her crap about it.  So there ya have it.. the blog of the day!

HUGS Steph!

Dreams in my pocket

Am I too old to have new ideas? Am I too set in my ways, or to tired to handle a new challenge? What is the age of standing still?  Cause I know that often people change directions but is my timing off? I have big pockets and I want a life full of meaning and of success. The "know how" is there, and my ability is greater. I want to make a difference and I still feel like a flame that isn't ready to go out!  Does life begin with change or does it end?  Ugh!  I need a shrink! 

WTH!

So I buy me some chex mix to have a snack tonight while I work on my computer.  My favorite is the little brown round cracker.  Don't exactly know what it is called, but there is literally like 5 in the entire 8.75 oz!  WTH!!!  There are hundreds of those fake cereal looking things and tons of pretzels, but I like the dark round crackers!!!  I feel as if I am being screwed here!