Yet, there is beauty

A little bruised. A little humbled. A little smarter. The past. There is beauty in everything. Even the past.

I truly believe we should make each day great. Smile. Laugh. Work hard. And do great things. How beautiful to wake up to a new day. One day to make it better than the last and give it all you have.

Love the ones you love, with all you have. Pass out smiles and hugs. Sit back and laugh.

Nothing is a waste of time if you use the experience wisely.

Humor

Mark Twain was a great author. Remember him? He wrote Adventures of Huckleberry Finn and Adventures of Tom Sawyer. My father is a fan of Twain. As a small child, I remember reading these books with my dad. I loved it!

Twain had a sense of humor. I appreciate that. There are many wonderful quotes from him but by far, my favorite is- Humor is a great thing, the saving thing. The minute is crops up, all our irritations and resentments slip away and a sunny spirit takes their place.

How very true. Laughter is favorite thing. I can say that it is a huge part of my life. Thank goodness. Without it, I can't imagine life. When the stress of life, work and relationships get to be 'too' much, a good laugh is what I need. I had that tonight. I had dinner with a group of old friends. People I worked with 5 years ago. It was great. It was full of laughter.

How much do you laugh? Does a bad day at work take away your laughter? Does a rough relationship take away your laughter? Laugh. It heals. Laugh until it hurts. I just love that!

I moved to the Reservoir area. I love my new house. In the past week, I have preasure washed the house, painted the: bathroom, bedrooms, living room, front door, cut the grass and hedges, put out pine straw, and scrubbed the tile. I have been a busy bee and it has been good. Hard work is always a good thing.

I fell off the blog-osphere. Hope I'm back! After 10" of rain in Jackson, maybe we can enjoy a month of sunshine and cooler temps!

Be strong!

Sidewalk Prophets sing this song: The Words I Would Say
This song really spoke to me today. Confusion and fear can get such a tight grasp on us. And we must be strong. No matter the problem-we can find peace.


Three in the morning,
And I'm still awake,
So I picked up a pen and a page,
And I started writing,
Just what I'd say,
If we were face to face,
I'd tell you just what you mean to me,
I'd tell you these simple truths,

Be strong in the LORD and,
Never give up hope,
You're going to do great things,
I already know,
God's got His hand on you so,
Don't live life in fear,
Forgive and forget,
But don't forget why your here,
Take your time and pray,
These are the words I would say,

Last time we spoke,
You said you were hurting,
And I felt your pain in my heart,
I want to tell you,
That I keep on praying,
Love will find you where you are,
I know cause I've already been there,
So please hear these simple truths,

Be strong in the LORD and,
Never give up hope,
You're going to do great things,
I already know,
God's got His hand on you so,
Don't live life in fear,
Forgive and forget,
But don't forget why your here,
Take your time and pray,
These are the words I would say,

From one simple life to another,
I will say,
Come find peace in the Father,

Be strong in the LORD and,
Never give up hope,
You're going to do great things,
I already know,
God's got His hand on you so,
Don't live life in fear,
Forgive and forget,
But don't forget why your here,
Take your time and pray,
Thank God for each day,
His love will find a way,
These are the words I would say

Once upon a time...

I could not sleep due to a cricket. Yes. A cricket. Not plural. Singular. Annoying. At first, I thought this cricket lived inside a bag beside my bed. Then, I thought he moved underneath the carpet. Much to my dismay, this cricket lived outside my wall.

Life happened and now I miss that cricket. Gone are the days when the cricket kept me from sleeping. Hopefully soon, I will reunite with Mr. Cricket and have only him to worry me.

Just enough light...

How many times a year do I learn the same exact lesson over and over? Trust my Lord and Savior. Yep. This is something that I struggle with. We all do. But how amazing-the moment when you actually put that sentence in action-and trust Him.

Timing is everything. Ever said this? Sure you have. Ever changed that to read, His timing is everything? That moment. The moment when you are content that no matter what is going on and where you are in your life-you know that God will not leave you there forever. He is walking right beside you.

With age comes a few physical alterations. Need an example? I cannot hear. At all. I lost my sense of walking in the dark. Once, my eyes adjusted and I could 'see' in the dark. Nope. Gone. This is the same in life. God gives me just enough light that I need at the time. I try to embrace it and trust that the amount of light is enough.

Much of what God wants to work in us will come about as we grow in our relationships with the people God puts in our lives. Walk step by step with God through each crisis. You will see Him do a miraculous work of transforming, restoring, and healing. God is good.

Miller is getting close to 5 months. What a handful. Never tired. He and Moses have been hanging out a lot. What a pair-those two. I fell off the blog-osphere. Hopefully, back on!

Sprinkler

Growing up, I never was a big fan of the game, hide and go seek. Shocking. I know. But true. The concept of someone hiding from me and I had to find them? No thanks. Lightening bugs, Barbie and Mammaw's huge magnolia tree were more my style.

Perhaps much of life is hidden and you have to dig to find that pot of gold. Perhaps it is right in front of your face. Is it a matter of taking off your shades or grabbing your shovel and getting to work. Either way- the game of hide and go seek will always be with us. As time goes by the name of the game changes to: life.

Work will always be work. It will always be there. Stress happens. It will always be there. God is good. He will always be there. Much changes. Much remains the same. Is the grass always greener on the other side? Or- Is the grass always greener where you water it?

As I learn more about myself, I am challenged to remain faithful in the fact that during dark times and confusing times- I am taken care of. I've been forgiven and I am loved.

Turn your sprinklers on. Water your job, heart, relationships and faith. It will grow. It will change. It will be fabulous. Find your happiness. Faith.

Me time

Today. I'm glad I had it and that it moved by quickly. Work was the same expected situations. Busy. I like busy. It has been raining since 3. No small shower. A down pour. I love it. Dinner club met tonight at 5 at Keifer's. One of my favorite joints to be at. Love the atmosphere and the attitude of the waiters. Cool place.

I got home around 6:45. Opened the back door to let Moses in. Remember the rain? It turns holes made of dirt into mud. He was covered. So out in the rain I go with the water hose. Unbelievable. I couldn't help but to laugh. Typical. I expect these things to occur. He is clean now. At least no mud.

After that fun event- I had me time. I still am. A nice, hot bath. A good book. A coffee. And I'm doing a little writing. Those of you who follow and know- I'm very happy to say, I finished writing my first book. Children's books, for the ones that do not know. Pretty cool. Between the father I was blessed with and the imagination I have- I was bound to write a 'pretend' story for little ones to read. I'll let you know as the process continues. Exciting.

I am richly blessed. We all are if we choice to think positively. I haven't really been myself lately. Due to stress and life- I just thought I'd have a sorry attitude and it was okay. I could do that. No. Not the case. I had to step back and realize all I have and see all the good things in my life. Maybe we all have to do that at some point. What makes us smile? What makes your heart skip a beat? Have patience. Its hard. But enjoy! Take your 'me time'.

Why can't MS have CO weather?

I got back from Denver today. Wednesday through Sunday morning was not enough time! Peter Lawrence is adorable. I'm not just saying that. I promise. He is. Although he makes ugly/weird/odd faces and he sure is loud when he chooses- but what a precious little one he is. Les got to sleep in Friday and rest- leaving me with Pete. I was thrilled! What a blessing a baby is. What a miracle. Just look at that face!

His ManMan LOVES him so much!!!!

In a previous blog I mentioned dad sent the baby a ball when we found out it was a boy. Here it is. How amazing is this? I cried when I saw it. If you cannot read it, it says: I loved you even before you were born. Coach! And I know Coach sure did! Coach is one happy man!

I also came home to a much bigger puppy. Miller is not so small anymore. He grew! Still a cutie though. And still bad as ever. Puppies are tough. But so are babies- I'd rather have the puppy right now!

Moses is still visiting in Mississippi. This is Miller chewing his tail. Poor Moses.

One more year

Yep. Another year older and little bit wiser. I guess I can say that. Twenty-six was very much a learning year. So much happened in that one year. I know twenty-seven will be the same. I do love the bad and good that comes with life. It keeps you human. It keeps you humble. It keeps you patient. It keeps you faithful. It shows you love. It. Yes, it. IT came in many forms during my reign as a twenty-six year old single woman: The death of a grandfather. The end of some relationships. The birth of a nephew. The beginning of new relationships. The death of my best buddy, Tucker. The trials of a sister's sickness. The promotions of a job. The move from Clinton to Ridgeland. The marriage of a best friend. The engagement of another. The bad moments that made me stronger. The good moments that make me laugh. Whatever IT is, happens. There is no stopping it.

I can honestly say that the age of twenty-six was one crazy year I will never forget. Not all decisions were the best. Not all moments were good. But it made me better. I'll never forget twenty-six. That is a promise. But oh how beautiful, I'm blessed with another year. Another year to make a different and be better. Another year to gather more wrinkles in my brain.

The new puppy is-well he is a puppy. 110% puppy. His name is Miller. He is named after Donald Miller who is a cool author. Check him out. His reads are amazing. Most should enjoy them.

I leave this week heading to Denver to see that little nephew. I know I will have many pictures and stories to share. I am a very proud aunt that cannot wait to hold that sweet baby.

Happy late 4th of July. Smile. Find your happiness. Be sweet. Be careful. Enjoy your life. Pray for those around you. Have faith built on solid ground. And be as normal as you can be! Happy July!!!

No name

They walk into your life. You didn't know they were on their way, yet they appeared and you accepted. They mean so much to you. They make you better. They make you smile. They comfort, love and laugh with you. These people are great. It isn't often they appear but when you do...you are in awe. What a great feeling.

Life is good. Really good. For many reason. I leave in a few weeks to visit Leslie, Ryan and Peter Lawrence. That will be a fun trip. The job is going okay. I've been given patience and understanding. That is a great thing. I've even been able to bite my tongue. Amazing.

I got a new pup yesterday. He has no name. I need to figure something out! I miss Tucker but I know he would love this little puppy I have now. Tucker was a yellow lab. Before Tucker I had Tuff and he was a chocolate lab. They were two beautiful labs. Now the new one is black. We'll see how it works out. I hope good. He is a biter though. Uh oh!

The picture above is Moses with the new little one. They are so funny together. I'll be sad when Moses goes back to Georgia. He's a wonderful dog! If you can think of a good name for this little black boy I now have, let me know!

Heat index of 108 today. That is ridiculous. I am not a fan of summer. I sweat too much to ever look presentable. If you know me, you know this is true. However, one of my favorite holidays is coming up- JULY 4th! I've always been a fan of this holiday. I'm also a fan of July the First Day.

Stay cool this summer. If you are in MS, move. That is your only hope! Do something nice for a stranger. Smile until your face hurts. Laugh until you cry. And love til the end.

Overcome

In 1883, a creative engineer named John Roebling was inspired by an idea to build a spectacular bridge connecting New York with the Long Island. However bridge building experts throughout the world thought that this was an impossible feat and told Roebling to forget the idea. It just could not be done. It was not practical. It had never been done before.
Roebling could not ignore the vision he had in his mind of this bridge. He thought about it all the time and he knew deep in his heart that it could be done. He just had to share the dream with someone else. After much discussion and persuasion he managed to convince his son Washington, an up and coming engineer, that the bridge in fact could be built.
Working together for the first time, the father and son developed concepts of how it could be accomplished and how the obstacles could be overcome. With great excitement and inspiration, and the headiness of a wild challenge before them, they hired their crew and began to build their dream bridge.
The project started well, but when it was only a few months underway a tragic accident on the site took the life of John Roebling. Washington was injured and left with a certain amount of brain damage, which resulted in him not being able to walk or talk or even move.
"We told them so."
"Crazy men and their crazy dreams."
"It`s foolish to chase wild visions."
Everyone had a negative comment to make and felt that the project should be scrapped since the Roeblings were the only ones who knew how the bridge could be built. In spite of his handicap Washington was never discouraged and still had a burning desire to complete the bridge and his mind was still as sharp as ever.
He tried to inspire and pass on his enthusiasm to some of his friends, but they were too daunted by the task. As he lay on his bed in his hospital room, with the sunlight streaming through the windows, a gentle breeze blew the flimsy white curtains apart and he was able to see the sky and the tops of the trees outside for just a moment.
It seemed that there was a message for him not to give up. Suddenly an idea hit him. All he could do was move one finger and he decided to make the best use of it. By moving this, he slowly developed a code of communication with his wife.
He touched his wife's arm with that finger, indicating to her that he wanted her to call the engineers again. Then he used the same method of tapping her arm to tell the engineers what to do. It seemed foolish but the project was under way again.
For 13 years Washington tapped out his instructions with his finger on his wife's arm, until the bridge was finally completed. Today the spectacular Brooklyn Bridge stands in all its glory as a tribute to the triumph of one man's indomitable spirit and his determination not to be defeated by circumstances. It is also a tribute to the engineers and their team work, and to their faith in a man who was considered mad by half the world. It stands too as a tangible monument to the love and devotion of his wife who for 13 long years patiently decoded the messages of her husband and told the engineers what to do.

Amazingly, this story is true. Give time time. Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful. Your attitude determines the end result. A lesson I teach myself daily.

Build your bridge.

The Rock

That is what his name stands for. Peter Lawrence Nichols was born yesterday, just after lunch. He stretches 21 inches long and weighs in at 8lbs 8 oz. I think his hair is 3 of the 8 lbs. He has a head full of dark, curly hair.


Leslie and Ryan are very proud parents. I can't wait to see him and hold him. Enjoy the pics of my nephew Pete!!!

Dry it up

I'll never forget the first time (I was in high school) when my dad told me to stop crying. "Dry it up," where his exact words. I did something wrong. I knew it was wrong and apparently there was no need for tears. Only improvement and apologies. So that I did. Without tears.

Daddy's girl. But dad is a football coach surrounded by women. We knew how to wrap ourselves around his finger. He too, knew us well. He loves mom, as he should. Jaime is his heart. He and Les have a unique relationship. He and I...well I am the baby that is much different from her sisters. Personality, that is.

What makes you become tough? More than likely it will be an occurance in your life. Some are born tough, while others never experience the word. When you do something wrong, how do you react? When wrong is done to you, how do you react? Reacts (actions), as 'they' say, speak louder than words. Very true. I respond well to affirmation. Both words and actions. However, words seem to be fake at times. Actions show.

How do you bounce back from a broken marriage? The death of a dog? Fighting off a disease? A bad relationship? A terrible situation at work? Mean people?

Life is hard. Surround yourself with useful people. There is nothing worse than having someone in your life that makes you feel bad, unworthy, unloved or not special. Get rid of them. Easier said than done. I know. But maybe neccessary? It is okay to have tough skin every once in awhile. You'll find that you can get cut but it heals with time. You ask about scars? Yes, they will be there. I like to call scars 'personality'. Cry when you need. It's okay too. We all handle things differently. That is the beauty of life.


Build people up. Make the ones in your life feel special. Don't hurt the ones you love and care about. The older I get, the more I realize how precious the people that invest in my life truly are. I've had to dry it up lately. Things haven't turned out the way I would have liked. People have let me down. And other situations. So I smile. And keep on going.

A little update. My parents house in Hattiesburg sold yesterday. They are so releaved. I am thrilled that my house will go back to normal! I am not being rude, just honest. My house is lonely without Tucker. He was such a great blessing and I miss him very much. If anyone wants me to have their dog, I'd love that!

Goodbye

Happy Mother's Day to all the wonderful moms out there. Proverbs 31:10-31 sums up a woman and what God created her to be. Strong. Special. Safe. Sharp. Spiritual. These verses will encourage every woman to be more. I'm thankful for my mother. She, bless her heart, put up with 3 girls. Thanks for being who you are mom. We appreciate you.

Things never happen like you think they will. Life is crazy. Life is ride. The unexpected happens. That is life. One day, life sucks. Another, life is a joy.

Yesterday, around 1:45pm, Tucker passed away. I wrote yesterday about a typical Tucker day. He was fine. At the drop of a hat, he was very sick. I have cried my eyes out. You that know me know how much he meant to me. It is wild to think about how much an animal can mean to you. He meant the world to me. He knew things, only he and I knew. He was special.

Tucker is greatly missed by many people. Friends came over to hug my neck. Phone calls. Emails. Text. They all came in. Thank you. I am greatly blessed to have wonderful godly individuals in my life. Tears will always be a part of life. Life goes on.

Sweet Tuck had the best eyes, most loving spirit and a very curious mind. I will always remember the laughs we had and memories we shared. He was a big boy. I loved his marble eyes. I loved his nosey nose. He was the best dog. Never dull. Always exciting. I know he is better off now. But he is still missed very much.

I've never been big on goodbyes. I actually hate them. I am not one to ponder on being sad. It is depressing. Saying goodbye to my Sweet Love was tough. At the time, I was given the strength. I reminded him of my love. And how things are better now. The house is quiet. A bit lonely. Time. It will get better. Much love to my amazing family and friends that care for me. I love you all very much.

This picture of Tuck was taken a week ago. We were out on the back porch. He loved his yard.

The nice guy.

I love the nice guy. I try to be the nice guy(gal).

My Saturday morning started early. 7am. My Aunt Angie spent the night with me last night. We had dinner and a great time together. She and I had our coffee and morning discussions about different things. Family. Life. Things to pray for. Etc. She left at 8am.

It is now 9:30. You would think in one hour and 30 minutes, things would be calm and okay. Not the case. The events I am about to tell you are why I love life. And love my life. Life is a wild ride. I'm just happy to have a seat.

I start cutting the yard when she leaves. I started with the front yard, in fear that the rain would start if I did the back yard first. People see the front. Make it look nice. I get it cut. I'm happy. I start on the side. Mower dies. It will not mow. Problem. I call my dad. He says pour the gas out and put new gas in it. I did. Nothing.

I can not mow. I look around the red machine. It seems complicated. I burn my hand. Not bad. The conclusion: I can not cut my grass today. That is okay. I have plenty of other things to do. I pick weeds. This is NO fun. I take the garbage out.

As the trash guys pull up, I go to the back yard to get a chair that broke. I open the gate. Guess who saw the open door. Tucker. This part is crazy but true. 3 garbage dudes stop what they are doing and chase him. The neighbor across the street (old man) runs after Tucker too. 3 kids chase him, along with me. 4 minutes later, we get him. The men go back to their truck and do their job. I spend 3 minutes saying I'm sorry. I spend 2 minutes thanking the neighborhood. The next 5 minutes are spent yelling at Tucker.

So there are good people out there. The people that help you chase your dog. The people that offer their mower. The nice guys.

May we all be nice guys or gals. It is important and it means so much in the long run.
May we all find enough happiness to be sweet.

Wild times at my house. I expect nothing less. Maybe I should go back to my ways...when I had a yard man. Yard stuff was easier! Have a safe and enjoyable weekend.

Master Lock

I loose my keys. This happens every so often. I usually find them. For some reason, these keys hold many earthly treasures that I own, yet I still loose my keys. Unbelievable. I've changed the locks on doors, due to loosing them. I've also had the same set of keys for years. Keys open and lock doors. We also have 'keys' in our lives.

Life. Everyone has a different story. What does your story say about you? My story is crazy but beautiful. Looking back, I see the growth in my life during 'tough' times. I also see the growth during 'amazing' times.

I love people. I love hearing your story. Your adventures. They all amaze me. Sometimes, sitting back and listening can be a great thing. Being open-minded is key.

Doors close. Door open. Jobs. Relationships. Pets. Family. Friends. Housing. They are all subject to change. We've all been there. A time when we think we can't move. We can't go on. Something happened. A change. Then, there comes a silver lining. The sunny part appears. You can jump and run. Maybe you just changed the lock on the door. Beautiful.

Life isn't fair. I learn this everyday. We just have to work with what we have and find the blessings in the storms. We've all had a relationship that ended. We were crushed. Look back. Did you push through it? Obviously so. Things can and will get better. It may not be today. It may not be in 1 month. But it will. Faith.

We must all strive to be and do better. My God is so good. He brings great people in my life to help me do these things. Enjoy the moment. They may be there for a few weeks, years or forever. Love them. Appreciate them. Help them to do good too. They may have your key for the time being. Share. Master Lock makes big locks with a small key. Give God that lock. Follow Him. He'll put that key in the right hands.

So, I've been sick for 4 days. No, I am not better. Not fun. Thankfully, I do not believe it is the swine flu. What a crazy thing. I'm sure you all heard the funny swine flu joke. I laughed! Tucker and I are doing good. Come visit. Enjoy your life! Smile!

Red light-Green light

What a beautiful weekend I had. I spent the weekend in Georgia. It was a blast. I visited an animal safari. Which I loved. The animals were fabulous. For some reason...the critters with extremely long tongues and slobber came to my side of the truck. That part got a little scary at times. Overall, it was a neat deal. This is a picture of one of the animals at my window. The tongue was on its way out and it was coming straight towards me. He was my favorite though. I do not remember what type of thingy he is but I do remember he is from Europe. He was full of hair. Precious!

I also went hiking at Providence Canyon State Park, while in Georgia. It was gorgeous. We were blessed with great weather. I enjoyed doing this. There really are some amazing places you can visit and have a good time. I love being outdoors. God's creations amaze me. This is a picture of the canyon. I know you cannot tell much about it...but believe me, it was pretty!

Just a little taste of what my weekend was like, for your viewing pleasure. Now, get outside before its 107 degrees in March!

Does your heart ever get heavy? Anything and everything is sitting on top of your heart. You can't stop thinking about it all. Today, I had to go out to my car and sit. It was a beautiful thing. I prayed for everything and everyone that was on my heart. The clarity after doing this is amazing. Sometimes...it is hard to make yourself stop and focus on things other than work, life, and family. Stopping is good. My stop today was for a reason.

When God tells us to stop. Do it. You'll be glad you did. Red means stop. Listen and following His will. Green means go. Not always easy or easily understood. But is a must. Life is scary. That is why we have a Savior. Amen. He has pulled me out of things. He's also rejoiced with me. He is in love with me. And you. Grace.

Enough preaching! Excuse me. April is almost over. Man, that was quick. I'm booked and ready to fly to Denver and see my nephew in July. I am very excited about that. It will be so good to visit with Leslie and Ryan. Sightseeing and exploring the mountains. Many good things will happen on this trip. Not to mention the wittle one I'll get to love on!

Tucker has officially lost his mind. That is all I'm saying about that. He is a wild child. Oh, how I love that yellow knuckle-head though.

Have a great and safe week. Laugh! It does the soul good. Listen! It works. Use your gifts.

Psalm 25: 10 All the paths of the Lord are steadfast love and faithfulness, for those who keep his covenant and his testimonies.

Attention Jackson...

Coming to a pothole near you....asphalt. I believe Jackson is receiving $200 million to fix the roads. This will make for such a smoother commute, so they report. Have you driven down a road in Hinds County? Once you do, I promise, you will get out of your car to see if you lost a muffler or bumper or person. They are bad. However, I cannot report that the driving will be any better. Mississippians cannot drive. The Magnolia State ranks 6th in the nation in the worst driver’s poll. The only state in the south that beat us, Georgia at #5. If it isn't wide open...they panic.

I have been told twice in the past week that I should change my opinion on one of previous blogs. That would be the statement saying: If you are 25+ do not live with your parents. I was told this because my dad is living with me. Well, I refuse to change it. It is not healthy. I am not living with my parents. He is living with me. Difference. I am a good daughter. Yes, he is still around during the week. I'm not sure where my parents stand on the housing situation. Please keep them in your prayers. The quicker the better, for all.

Another request came to me after my last post. It was brought to my attention that I did not mention Tucker's favorite thing...to trail deer. Let me assure you, I had nothing to do with his talent. I have only seen him do this once. I do know that he has found many deer for people that I work with or friends. So, you go Tucker. Keep up the good work. We're proud!

Lauren, Krista, Tiffany, Nancy, Christy, Krista and I are throwing around different places to go for our girl’s trip. Krista is a cruiser. Lauren is NYC. CJ is L.A. all the way. Nancy and Tiffany have not voiced yet. And me, well I said the Grand Canyon. We'd love to hear your suggestions. We're up for anything. Well maybe not the Canyon because I'm pretty sure everyone turned their noses up to that one. I might get stuck doing that one alone. Whatever may happen, I can promise that by fall these 7 amazing ladies will be somewhere other than the south!

Lately, I've found myself overwhelmed with attitudes that others have. Maybe towards me or just life. Turn that frown upside down! I say, let people be who they are. If you don't like something they do or the way they are, then don't hang with them. It is very important that we build people up. Help others become better. Sometimes doing a little more than we want to can put a smile on someone's face. And that is important.

My eyes have been wide open to see those who truly care about me. The ones that are proud of the work I do and the life I live. You guys know who you are. Thank you for being in my life and investing so much. Great friends and an amazing family are just a few blessings God has given me.

We had dinner club this week. Oh boy. The memories and stories that were told. How we laughed. It was a wonderful time. It is scary at how my memory is not near as good as others. These girls remember things I did years ago that I have completely forgotten about. Amazingly we are still here! Stories. I love them!

Some of us are hoping for the rain to push on through this weekend. We've planned a day at Rocky Springs. It will be divine. I'm not the girl that sits inside. I like to be outside. Take it or leave, it matters none to me. I'll be waiting outside for you! Pictures will follow of our trip to the springs that are rocky.

Happy Friday kiddos! Be safe. Laugh. And enjoy!

Amanda's Big Tucker

How do you sum up three years? Today, I sum it up in one word. TUCKER.

Yes, today I celebrate 3 lovely years of having Tucker in my life. The poor fella woke up this morning to me singing 'Happy Birthday'. It was 5:40 and he wasn't sure what was going on. He quickly realized he did nothing wrong or that I had not lost my mind when he was served his birthday breakfast that consisted of 2 hot dogs, 1 pig ear and a large ham bone. He probably has a tummy ache now.

Tucker has been a best friend. Just like a human best friend...we've had our moments of thinking I was done with him because he is so bad but we've also had our moments of laying beside one another relaxing. Tuck has a keen sense of knowing when I am sad or upset. He also can tell when I am ready to play...he takes full advantage of these times.

It all started in Texas. Everything's bigger in Texas. This is a true statement about Tucker. He is a large 119 lbs (losing weight) and full of energy. A couple from Louisiana decided they needed a dog. They made the trip to Texas and brought a yellow lab home with them. They named him Tater. After a month of having Tater the couple decides to split, leaving Tater homeless. A man in Louisiana asked an old friend of mine if he would like the dog. He knew I wanted a dog. He told the man yes.

I get a call..."I found you a dog. I'll bring him to you today. He is 5 months old." I was pumped. A little pup that was all mine. When Tater was delivered to my house, I thought the age thing was a joke. He weighed 60 lbs. The vet said Tater's papers are correct. "Amanda, you will just have a big dog on your hands." Little did we know...

Tater quickly changed to Tucker. Tucker ate a lot and grew a lot. He has never made a mess in the house, unless he was sick. He has never bitten anyone, unless by accident. He has been a great companion. But I can't say that for everyday we've had together.

I love shoes. If I could buy one thing, it would be a nice pair of stilettos. I found the perfect pair. So did Tucker. I walk in the house to find my new shoes mangled. They didn't even look like shoes. The heel was the only thing left. Tucker got to know that heel pretty well for the next 10 minutes.

Tiffany comes over for a visit the week before her wedding. She is excited. We start talking, only to soon realize her Rainbow flip-flops she just purchased were now Tucker's newest chew toy. The next day I run to the store to buy her a new pair.

Tucker went through a period of throwing up. To cure this I was told to give him an Imodium. Bad, bad, bad. I accidently gave him one too many on a Sunday. We had to rush to the Pet ER in Jackson because Tucker couldn't breathe. Not to mention he had HUGE whelps all over his body. No more Imodium for him. Also, if by some strange reason the elderly couple with their grandchildren who were taking a Sunday stroll that most awful day read this...I apologize for being so rude to you on the interstate. I was in a hurry. You were in the way.

Tucker has disappeared for a day or so. He has been running down the busiest road in Clinton. He has pooped just about everywhere his feet have landed. He has had one report of disturbing the peace on his record. He has eaten one wax machine, one phone cord, and many other items that may be lying around. I got mom a chimanaya for Christmas. Within a few days, Tucker managed to get his head stuck in it. To save himself from carrying it around for the rest of his life, he busted it on the patio. He had a black head for weeks.

Now, reading this you may think Tucker is bad. Bad is not the correct word. Mischievous is. He can't help himself. He is full of life. If he were human, he'd be like me...full of questions. He also, never gets in real trouble unless it is super bad. I just let him be himself. I know many do not think this is the best form of parenting but I can't help it. He is adorable!
Tucker had a girlfriend. They had babies. It was the proudest moment of my life! He loves girlfriends. This is a picture of a few of his children. Note: His girlfriend at the time was chocolate!

The puppy to the right was identical to my sweetie. Tucker wasn't real sure about a mini-him! He was as gentle as a 2 year old, 115 lb, male lab could be. It was entertaining!

Tucker has been with me through so much. He has given me kisses when I cried. He has crawled in my lap when we're both quiet. Overall, we've been great for one another. Tucker loves people and attention. When no one else is around and I think no one cares...Tucker does. He doesn't have to have the best of everything. He is simple. I like simple. I get simple. He makes me smile and laugh. It is never a dull day with him around. So cheers to sweet Tuck! Happy 3rd Birthday! May we enjoy many more!!

Come on over!

I have a few sweet neighbors. I have a few odd neighbors. I am fine with this. Across the street lives an elderly couple. I'm going out on a limb by saying they have lived in their house for 30 years, give or take. We do not have coffee together, nor do we do the tea thing. We do wave and say hello. However, today was a monumental day. Easter. Yes. Also, the first time they came over to visit.

I love visitors. Come by, if you choose. I will welcome you. So they walk over. Knock. And enter. Upon their entrance, they hand me a paper plate wrapped in foil. My large imagination starts thinking. Yes, they brought me a slice of strawberry cake and a cupcake. Amazing! Two of my favorites. We visit. They leave.

As I'm scoffing down these delicious treats, I stop and smile. How great is our God. How great that people who serve Him, go out of their way for others. How often do you go out of your way for someone? A simple gesture, such as bringing your neighbor a cupcake, could be just what they need. I didn't need it but it is the thought that counts.

The strawberry cake was yummy. Cupcake? Not sure. I stood strong and did not eat it. Now, I can say that I had an Easter yummy treat. I did not go to my parents. I choose to stay at home. I hear I missed out on good fun and food. I'll make up for that somewhere along the line. Church was an amazing time of worship. The thunderstorms held off so the kiddies could hunt for eggs. Did you dye an egg? I did not. Should have.

I have glorious news. Earnest, my chicken, has made the journey back home. I'm not sure where he went for over a week. I am just glad he is back. Earnest made his homecoming announcement in a LOUD way. The silly chicken clucked for an hour. Tucker was not happy. For the first time, he wanted to eat Earnest.

Do something good for someone else. Be nice! Smile! Be happy! I watched a movie this weekend. A writer was told to not use exclamation points because it shows that he laughs at himself. That is the dumbest thing I've ever heard. Periods are boring. Use an exclamation point! (This could be why i am not a writer.)There is nothing wrong with laughing at yourself! Enjoy your life!!!

Coloradoan

This is a hoot! Ryan does not have a belly in real life. He has gained weight during this pregnancy, however, not this much. Leslie, on the other hand, is not forcing her belly out! They went to the mountains last weekend with a few friends and took this picture. I am so proud of both mommy and daddy. They will be great parents. This picture expresses their personality. So funny! Wouldn't you love to be on that mountain right now? I would.

This is my favorite picture. It is so sad that I can't rub that sweet belly, but I know her friends out there are taking great care of her. Leslie would die, but many times I have prayed for this baby to be BIG! Big babies just seem like they will not break as easily. Stupid, I know. Jaime, Leslie and I were all big babies. So, obviously being a big baby is not so bad!

Easter is here. What an amazing thing that happened so many years ago. I cannot fathom the magnitude of the events that occurred but I graciously accept His love and selflessness. With a heart full of thanksgiving, reflect this weekend on life. What a gift. On a lighter note, I hope Easter B. will bring you much unwanted but secretly wanted candy!

Best dressed...

Goes too...Carrie Underwood. I am a fan. Loved the red dress she performed “I Told You So” in last night. I would love to wear it for a day. I'm pretty sure that dress was made for me. Amazing. This picture does not do it justice. The award show was good. Great entertainment. Hilarious jokes. Good fun. Too much Taylor and not enough George. Lots of talent in one room. Great thing.

I had the pleasure of being out of the office last week. I was turkey hunting. I met some pretty cool dudes and caught a big fish. The tragedy of the story? No turkey. Between people telling me to be still or be quiet…I am now left with 3 strands of hair on my head. People getting angry at me because I had to scratch my face or I dropped a cushion are things I cannot handle. Since Kindergarten, I have been a firm believer that the person yelling “Be still” or “SSSSHHHHHH” is MUCH louder than the individual ‘causing the ruckus’. Chill. Life is still good.

I enjoy being outdoors. I gain much needed peace and serenity. While sitting uncomfortably against a tree last week, I had time to think. It was a beautiful thing. Oh, if only we could all take time to just sit outside and think. Great ideas are birthed. My creativity is not at the highest level of potential in a cube. Whose is? Get outside. Think. Like milk, it does the body good.

I did go down the Natchez Trace 4 times this weekend. Windows down. Music loud. Good company. It was fabulous! Also, Tucker is home now. Welcome home! He was greatly missed. You can find Mr. Hyper in the backyard because my new roommate does not want Tucker in MY house. My patience is being tested and I am proud to say that I am doing well with the changes that occur during the week at my house. I humbly accept the fact that my way is not always going to happen. This is OK.

Nothing much else going on. Fine with me. April 6th and we have a freeze warning tonight. Crazy. Bundle up. Bring the dogs in. Build one last fire. I'm pulling for North Carolina tonight. In reality, I could careless. Happy Monday!

Manda's Mower

I am officially (as if I didn't already realize this fact) in my upper 20's and single. I am not complaining. I promise. But let me tell you, after 5 hours of yard work today, I deserve to complain if I want. My yard looks so lovely though. I learned to use a push mower, weed eater and what poison ivy looks like, all in one day. Poison Ivy-well this knowledge came to me AFTER I already pulled and tugged on it for a good 5 minutes. I haven't broken out yet. Hopefully, I'll bypass that part of yard work.

I enjoyed my hard work today. My end result made me smile. I pat myself on the back. Now it is still early and I am about to get in the bed. A yard can wear you out!

My new roommate arrived today. My dad. He snores but he is like a best friend. I'm glad he is here. Spring is here plus dad is here, this means 1 thing...fishing after work! So this is exciting. I enjoy fishing. He will only be here on and off until they sell the house in Hattie and buy one here. I pray it all works out smoothly.

Last full week of March. Craziness. Enjoy spring!!!

Kiss me. I'm Irish.

I am of Irish descent. This is on both my maternal and paternal side. I enjoy this fun fact!

Jaime has been in The Hills with dads family for over 2 weeks. Mom and dad went up to get her yesterday. I had to post this picture because it is priceless. The small things that make us smile are the things in life that really matter.

Green Eggs and Ham!

Work. It has been rough. But I let it get the best of me. That is too bad for me. I let a work issue steal my joy and my happiness. Lesson learned. Shame on me. “Don’t let people steal from you. Stay happy.” This is what I am now telling myself.

Some employees want to walk in and use their thumb to squash all creativity and productivity out of you? Yes, they probably do this. They probably try at 47 different angels to come at you. Do they accomplish? Well they do if you allow them to. There are times when people will run over and this is understandable. Thankfully, there are times when you stand strong for yourself.

In passing, I might have mentioned this work situation to some. Only a few had deep details. After complaining to these few people I am close to about my situation at work, I realized my situation wasn’t getting any better. Until, I talked to my dad. He was quick to remind me that I must always keep my head straight. I must always have a smile on my face. This doesn’t mean I like them AND no matter how much I want to roll my eyes at them, DON’T. (I tend to roll my eyes a great deal of the time. I hate it when I do this and I do not realize it.) A flaw. I am aware. Pops also reminded me that my work is great and I show great passion towards it. The truth will come out. And that is a fact. It will.

It is so good to have encouraging people in your life. I find such comfort in the great people I have in my life that genuinely care for me and invest in my life. It is so easy for some to say ‘find a new job’ or ‘don’t worry about her’. So I really appreciate those whose words went deeper than the surface. Thank you.

My work may not have my name on it. It has someone else’s name tattooed on it. But this will work out. As I continue to smile and be happy because I DO HAVE A JOB…please remember me during this trying time at work. It isn’t perfect. But it shall get better!

Happy St. Patrick's Day! Wear green...it is a fun day! Green is a great color! I love the story of St. Patrick. If you have not heard it, google it. Pinch the grumpy/boring people who do not have on green. Peeeench!!

Happy 35th Anniversary to Mom and Dad, today!!! Coral or Jade is the traditional gift for this anniversary. I'm pretty confident that my father will be non-traditional (again), seeing that he hasn't followed a single tradition in his life. Mom, I always wondered if you wore green on your wedding day? I know I would have. Such a great day! Enjoy the day!

Jibba Jabba

You know what I think? It doesn’t matter but I’m in that kind of mood.

I think that if you have something to say to someone that may hurt them, find a respectful way to say it. If it is on a topic that is none of your business, keep your mouth shut.

I think that riding in the middle of the seat in a truck is so awful. You can sit in the passenger side and be just as in love.

I think that if you truly love someone (friend, family, etc) then you should do things that make them happy. Relationships aren’t always about one person.

I think that if you want to get to know someone completely, you have to invest time. Enough said.

I think that all lazy people should work in the hands-on-labor industry. Try and be useful.

I think if you are 25+, you should not live with your parents. They are created to raise you. You are created to visit them.

I think all work places should offer a time to work out and offer an environment that allows individuality in productivity. Majority of rules are boring and stressful.

I think everyone should spend at least 1 hour a day, during the week, outside.

I think God created laughter as the universal connection between all mankind.

I think everyone knows when it is time to move on. It is just a matter of taking that first step.

I think that if you can’t talk to the head of your company…your company lacks many key essentials to be productive and produce.

I think break-ups are good and bad. Try and focus on how it was good and why it was bad…then smile. It happened. It is done. There was a reason.

I think there is no reason for people to not graduate from high school and college, currently and within the past 10 years. Get an education.

I think flowers are great. There is nothing like a grouping of flowers to brighten your house, office or your day. Yes, I buy myself flowers because they are so wonderful.

I think those of you that do not wash your hands after going to the restroom are SICK.

I think you should always make time for others.

I think regrets are silly. We all have things we wish we could take back but living in the past is ridiculous and so is letting the past consume you.

I think a clean house is important. So is allergy medicine.

I think mentors and role models are important for the human spirit.

I think traditions are both good and bad. Too many traditions leave no room for fun random adventures. I only have one tradition. I like it this way.

I can't see

Driving to work is a bit of a chore some days. This morning, as I am creeping down I-55 at a record turtle pace I noted I could not see more than 10 yards ahead. Due to what I later came to realize was a wreck and not to mention the pollen that is as thick as fog in Jackson. (Hurry up rain. My allergies are killing me.) I am not usually irritated with traffic. I can only recall a few times when I was overwhelmed with anger because of traffic. For the most part, I sit back and listen to tunes.

My place of employment is really coming down of us to be on time. That means 8:00 am NOT 8:01. This is hard for some. Yes, I may be a part of that 'some' on days. Sorry. Get over it. With each passing minute, this morning, I moved another 9 inches. Luckily, I left home earlier than usual. I would not be late.

Sitting on 55 not moving, I began to think how parallel this is to life. I couldn't see what was ahead of me. I knew something was ahead but I wasn't sure what. Like life, we can not see what is in store for us. We are very careful, for fear of getting hurt or getting in a 'wreck'. As I am sitting and waiting for the traffic to move, I heard the words coming from the speakers in my car 'You know better than I'. Joy Williams beautifully sings this song.

How true this is. How amazing the way my morning played out. He truly does know better than I. He knows all. Who am I to question His ways or to try and get a tight grasp of understanding His ways? I will continue to face hard and confusing times but nothing will ever be greater than Him. I am so richly blessed that by faith I believe and know that God knows what is ahead. The traffic will clear. The fog will clear. He will still remain. Promise.

SO...I am very supportive and faithful to those I love. I love the ones I love and I will be their biggest fan. I mentioned in my last blog that my family will be moving back to Jackson. Check out www.hillcrestchristian.org . Yes, I am the baby girl and I'm always proud!

Also, I am thinking about taking the FRS Healthy Energy Challenge. I'll let you know. I have also challenged myself to be different everyday. If this means going out of my way for someone, not getting easily irritated or not letting soar attitudes affect me...then so be it. Challenge yourself to do something. I'm going to the zoo for lunch next week. I will post pics. It shall be splendid.

Get outside. Spring is almost officially here. Buy yellow tulips to decorate your house! Ahh...flowers are great. Pollen is not.

Snowy Sunday

I spent this past weekend in North Mississippi. I love that area. I had a blast. I got to spend time with my old friend, Nancy. We make one another laugh. I bet I laughed the entire time. Seriously. It was so good to catch up with her. It was also a fabulous weekend because it snowed like crazy at her house. Her staircase was very icey. Not good. She lives on Pickwick Lake. It is very beautiful, if you've never been. I was in high hopes that the lake would freeze so I could skate on it. However, it didn't get that cold! Wishful thinking.

I tried trout for the first time this weekend at Jon's Pier. It was a doggone pity, I didn't care for it. Luckily, dessert was fabulous! A cool little joint at Pickwick is the Broken Spoke. They serve a variety of foods and cool redneck t-shirts. I enjoyed the little place. Unique restaurants are the spots to hit up. Especially the ones that scratch out a menu item with a pen and change the area code on their sign with a marker. Charming.

Much has gone on since the last time I wrote. With much prayer, my family has decided to move back to the Jackson area. Dad's final day at PCS (Hattiesburg) will be after spring break and he will join the team at Hillcrest Christian, as the Head Football Coach and Athletic Director. I am very excited about their move. Jaime is not real happy about moving. Change is not her favorite. Please pray for her in this adjustment. Hopefully, the house in Hattie will sell with ease and they will find exactly what they are wanting in a new house here.

How quickly time has flown by. It is already March 2, 2009. I am so thankful for good friends and a loving family. 2009 has been splendid so far. I hope this for you, too. Laugh today!

Rollback

Wal-Mart. What a place. I am not a fan of Rollback Prices. However, I found myself there this weekend. 2,346 people pushing huge carts around, ungodly children acting foolish while the driver of the cart is steadily getting upset. And that is what makes Wal-Mart a horrific place to shop.

Checking out, my cashier said these exact words: "I hate Wal-Mart. I just work here." As I look at her and smile...my mind immediately races. If you hate where you work and do not believe in it, then why are you wearing the blue vest with the yellow smiley face? Is she the only individual fighting that battle today? No. Hardly. If we could all choose what we were, where we worked and how many hours we put in a week...would it be the same as your current job? I seriously doubt it.

All this talk about the economy will NOT happen on this blog. At least not today. Well, never. Times are tough. We all see or know that. That clear, my point is...your job will never be fabulous everyday you walk in. Mine surely isn't. But I feel at this moment I am where God has called me to be, and that is glorious. The 8-10 hours you put in a day...is it a job or career? Do you need to pick up your things and get moving?

I am figuring out my strength's and weaknesses. What I truly want to do. What I would like to do with the rest of my life. No, I can't say hosting Mississippi Outdoors is my life long goal. It is fun for the moment but there is so much more God has in store for me. So, for now, my focus is doing the best I can where I am now. I look into other opportunities but the 'right' one hasn't come up yet. Yes, I will continue to pick up the slack because people are lazy. Why? Because I care. I care about the place that deposits money into my account.

I do love the days when I am not in the office. The days I get to spend outside. I am not the office type, nor will I ever be. I have a pretty cool job, for the most part. A Mississippi boy would love it. The people aren't always easy to deal with. But that is everywhere. However, I am excited about where I will be lead to next. Whenever that may be.

If you are like the cashier at Wal-Mart, pick your head up. Move your feet. Find yourself and your little piece of happiness. Unfortunately, we can't always bypass the "cashier" days at work. They just happen.

Happy Monday!

Bump

Tucker spent Valentine's Day with Jaime and my parents in Hattiesburg. I was out of town but received this picture on my phone Saturday. Let's just say...I'm a bit tenderhearted. I cried! Just look at that face...I can't get enough!

Mom got to visit Leslie and Ryan a few weeks ago. I was jealous. Leslie is starting to get a little baby bump. I've heard of some women that glow during pregnancy. She is one. She looks great and so happy. This makes me very happy. This is Leslie with a little baby bump.

Leslie and Ryan opening the football dad sent them. This was a special football. It was also very special because our favorite football coach had all girls. He is now receiving the blessing of a grandson.
The Saints have lost their minds getting rid of Dulymus. All good things must come to end. So they say. Whoever they are? Who to cheer for now? Maybe he'll come to Jackson and run for Mayor. I'd move in the city limits just to vote for him.

Early Bird

I wake up early. I am close to being ready for work now. I love mornings. Although it is raining here it is still a good morning. Tucker has been at my parents house for the weekend. I miss him. He is coming home today. Very excited! I woke up thinking about my family. My devotion this morning, just so happened, to be about the people in your life.

My family is great. I love them with all I have. They help me out all the time. I am very grateful. One day, I hope to do for them, as they have done for me, in return. We are a close knit family. Another blessing. When the day is done, I can say, no matter what...my family loves me and will always be here for me. This is comforting news.

We are all very different. Thus, making it an interesting adventure. 3 girls, a nurse and football coach. That is us. We expanded, by adding Ryan (Les's hubby) and her little boy that will be us in June. I love the thought of a nephew. I love him so much already.

Jaime is the oldest. She is the sweet, kind spirited and nurturing one. She lives in Hattiesburg. Then there is Leslie. Leslie always excelled in school. Her work and studies are important to her. She has a great head on her shoulders. She lives in Denver. My mother is awesome. She is a prayer warrior. Need prayer? Tell her. My dad has the humor when needed and the scary, stern look when needed. Although he is a football coach, he can be tenderhearted and loving.

God is the basis of our family. Growing up I remember praying as a family. This is very important and I believe is the cause of our closeness. Though our time here together hasn't always been easy, we made it through together. Be thankful for your family. I am!!!

Who is my follower Albo?

Vanilla with strawberries

I love ice cream. I wish I were eating it right now. Such a tragedy, I am not. But ice cream makes me happy. This does not mean I need to eat it everyday. I'm pretty sure I could do this though. What is happiness? Is happiness ice cream? Someone special smiling at you? A raise? Yes, all these things should make you happy. Be thankful for the little things that make you happy. But there is so much more to happiness.

Trying something new. Going out on a limb. Walking blindly. These are scary things. But what if we choose to look at these things in a different light? Find happiness in these moments. Would our feelings/thoughts about these things be different? I believe so.

I am scared about different things in my life right now. Whatever the outcome of these things might be, my feelings of being anxious and scared did not assist in the final verdict. As humans it is normal for us to be scared about things. Like ice cream, this is OK (in moderation). If we could find happiness in the scary moments...wouldn't life be a little better? May we all enjoy every moment of our lives.

I got back in town tonight. Jacksonians can NOT drive. True statement. I drove 349 miles today and the worst drivers I experienced are in Jackson. Good thing I have learned to drive the same. This weekend I realized I can not bowl. I knew this fact already. Just did a little confirmation. The shoes are still cool. A good movie to check out is, Taken. I enjoyed.

Hope your weekend was good.

3's

Do bad things happen in 3's? My dad and I always jokingly say it does. We then add in that this concept is for most people. However, for the two of us...it is 7's! There are those that are born 'snake bit'. I am one of these. I get it honest. Superstitious? Honestly, I will admit, I am a little. One has to be when faced with all the 'drama' that unfolds throughout my day. This drama is opposite of the girl that blah blah blah's about things...this drama is truly bad things. Real drama, if there is such?

After falling flat on my face today on the concrete staircase at work, I have concluded that I need a slow down. I can't say if it was the initial "I am watching myself fall and there is nothing I can do but hit the concrete" or the devastating impact of my knee on the concrete or the legendary 'Amanda falls and always jumps right back up'. One of the events assisted in my realization that: bad things just happen.

I have never understood those that do not fall. Do not have hot water heater problems. Do not drop a bowl and it breaks into 1,000 pieces. These people have it going on. I have it going on, with a little added twist. My life keeps me on my toes at all times. I am completely understanding of this.

So, if you have had a week of pure torture...please know: It could be worse. It really could. I am having to engrave this into my head right now. Yes, my knee hurts. It is not a pretty sight. I will live though. That is the beauty of my fall. Through all the 'bad', good will always remain.

I hope you all have a great weekend. Seems like the weather will be pretty for majority of the states. Happy Hallmark Day! Be sweet to those you love.

All the ways of the LORD are loving and faithful for those who keep the demands of his covenant. Psalm 25:10

Boys II Men

Clinton High School 2001. Year of graduation. Prior to this event, there were 4 crazy girls I started a journey with. The journey continues today. The roads are different but the crazy is still there. Beautiful crazy. Lovely. I had dinner last night with 2 of the 4. Thus, leading to this blog. It all started in 3rd grade. Boys II Men was starting to get hot.

I was very tall and extremely thin. Pole, good description. Long blonde hair. Bangs. Messed up teethies. And always playing outside. Average 3rd grader for the most part. I moved in the middle of my 3rd grade school year to Clinton from Magee. This was exciting but scary. Big school. Alone. But I made it.

Along came Tiffany. We had majority of classes together. We hit it off. There were others but this is where our journey began. She has seen it all. Report cards. Boys. Accidents. Good and bad decisions. Family events. Etc. Little did I know, 18 years later...we're still living our journey.

I do not remember my first meeting with Christy. I wish I did. I'm sure it was one of laughs and weirdness. We helped the special kids during lunch for a year or so. We enjoyed this. Journey continues.

I can not describe the amount of laughter when we are together. There is always (and always will be) something extremely silly going on. None stop action. Many memories. Not all good but we still love to discuss. Tiffany and I came very close to answering the question, "How do we save America's economy?"

Has much changed? You bet. Tee is now married. We love her hubby. CJ is an Occupational Therapist. She is very good at her job. The one thing that has not changed is our connection. You either have it or you don't. We do. How rare. What a blessing we have remained so close.

Lauren(1 of 4), Christy, Tiffany and I...Best Friends since 3rd grade!

Where is January?

The groundhog saw his shadow yesterday. But we already knew that spring will arrive May 20, no matter what he saw. But the groundhog is still a cute animal.

I hope all 5 of my readers had a splendid January. It flew by. January was a busy month for majority of people. I have a lot on mind lately but nothing I care to go in detail about. I figure, it is just the normal life situations. Things have been fine in '09 for me. Yes, some not so good things too. Overall, all is well.


That person. The one that thinks they know you so well, but they haven't a clue. An hour later, we finally hung up. An old friend. Always pleasant to talk to but the reality of our situation: we must talk more if we truly want to know each other like we used to. People change. Views change. Opinions change. That is life.

I have walls. Don't we all? Maybe to some point? I do know some who are an open book. If this works for them, then okay. That isn't me. I am not too tough to understand but not easily understood either. I have seen my life change, just in the past year. Exciting. Yes, I am still hardheaded. I am a Mills. No, I am not a picky eater anymore. Not a good thing.


What does it take to truly know someone? Energy. Time. 1,000 emotions. Patience. These are just a few examples. I enjoy getting to know people better. Drama stories? Not so much. Keep those to yourself. Getting to know someone is not always easy. But it could be worth it.


Happy February! Make sure you laugh 28 days this month. It is a good thing. And open up to the people that are special to you. It is grand both for all involved.


Pretty day in Jackson. Enjoy!

Flashback

So, I'm not sure how this happened but I was tagged with this. I am supposed to answer back. Nothing else to blog about...so, here we go!

1 minute ago: I was watching America's Funniest Video's and DYING with laughter. Those that know me understand my obsession. Dangerous!

1 hour ago: I was giving Tucker a bath and cooking dinner. Bath...terrible times. Dinner...yummy!

1 day ago: I was driving home from Georgia. I got to see Steve Nash and Shaq take on the ATL Hawks. It was a fabulous time.

1 week ago: I murdered a duck and wanted to cry. But the Shoney's breakfast buffet made it all better!

1 month ago: I was in Columbus at the farm celebrating Christmas on my mother's side. Jaime went hunting and I received the worst number EVER for Dirty Santa.

1 year ago: I was officially 3 months over my 1 year mark with MDWFP. Tucker got really sick and I had to rush him to the Doggy ER. I lived with my bestie Krista at 311.

3 years ago: I had a sales job. My family moved to Hattiesburg. I had jet black hair for a month. I lived alone in shack off the tracks.

5 years ago: I was praying I could get all those credits taken care of so I could graduate college in 4 years. By the grace of God, I did! Walking 101...it almost cost me my graduation. Seriously.

7 years ago: I was a camp counselor at Camp Garawya. I met one of my closest friends Nancy. I was in my first year of college. I changed from MSU to MC. I had my first wreck (wasn't my fault).

10 years ago: I was a Sophomore at CHS. I had Attache' practice 16 hours every day. I worked out 4 hours a day. I had basketball, track and volleyball practice 6 hours a day. The days were much longer 10 years ago. The motivation was stronger too!

15 years ago: I was eleven, in junior high, and a foot and a half taller than all the boys. I lived in the city but turned it into a farm. I still cherish animals, dearly.

Hook and Ladder

My dad was the only boy until Leslie got married. I am happy to announce that June 9, 2009 I will be the proud aunt to the 3rd boy in our family! Congrats to my wonderful sister, Leslie and the greatest brother-in-law, Ryan! See you this summer!!!

Girls Just Wanna Have FUN!

What could be better than a girls weekend with two of your bestest girly friends?...NOTHING! To say the least, we had an absolute blast. We watched chick-flicks, played Mad Gab (Sorry Nat for not being a good partner. If only I wouldn't find it so funny when you would read the card aloud, we might have won), ate until we were sick, danced until our legs hurt, talked for hours, celebrated Nat's bday, laughed hysterically until we almost peed our pants...on multiple occasions, and each carried a different celebrities personality for an entire night (pics will not follow). I am so grateful for amazing friends that get everything about me. This is when I first got to the coast and saw Natalie. We were roommates in college for years and I haven't seen her in a long minute. I attacked her!

I was very excited to have a weekend with these two. I am so grateful to have such wonderful friends to laugh, cry, scream and shout with. Thanks girls, for an unforgetable weekend. The coast will never be the same!

Back row

My blogs are random. This came to me just a minute ago as I was walking down the hallway. It is short and sweet. To the point.

Complaining. Drama. Blahness. Monotone. Withdrawn. Sour. Stressed.

I do not like any of the above. If I talked to my friend everyday and she was these things during every conversation; I would eventually stop talking to her. The things listed above never allow you to open up your heart and speak.

I have been so richly blessed. No, I am not a millionaire. I am the furthest person to holding that title but I do have riches. I have my faith, health (working on making this better), a few true friends that are my rock and an amazing family. Who could ask for more?

I work with a lady who is all of the above. I have come to the conclusion that she buys the milk carton that is on the front row (the one that will expire soon) just so she can complain. She is never happy. I smile, she nods her head. I cheerfully tell her good morning, she looks at me like I am the worst human alive (I may be to her). I feel sorry for her. I would like to tell her to get the milk in the back because it will stay fresh longer. Stop buying the milk that will soon sour.

I can not change this lady. She will always be this way. Luckily, her office is far from mine. Some people just like to be blah and complain. Be happy. It is okay to be sad and upset every once in a while but not everyday. Surely you can smile about something.

My father always says you can choose to be happy or you can choose to be sad. Which do you choose? Circumstances make you choose the sad but if we stop and reflect, we can see the happy side of life. If you are having a blah day...snap out of it. Always buy the milk in the back. It will last at least 5 days longer than the cartons in the front.

Always smile. Relax and enjoy your life you were given. I try my hardest to do these every single day. Not always accomplished but there was effort.

I wish front row milk buyers could read this. Maybe they would reach further on the shelf. Have a good day!