Snow Storm and Recovery

I don’t know if you have heard or not, but we had an unusual snow storm here in Texas. The whole state of Texas had a winter storm.

I would like to be able to say I enjoyed it, but this was not an enjoyable kind of storm. Power was out for days, water went out and people died. 

I lost power at roughly 9am on Monday, February 15, 2021, it came on again at about 10 am for 15 minutes, then back out. It would continue to come on for 15 minutes and go out for anywhere to an hour to two hours at a time. Until Wednesday February 18, 2021, then it came back on at 2:30pm and stayed on until 9pm, then back off until roughly 11pm. It has been on since then, I am very fortunate.

When it first went off I realized I had some firewood in the garage. Not a lot, but I thought surely the power would be back on by the time this is all burned up.

It was not, I am very fortunate I am a procrastinator, this past summer I had trimmed the big tree in my front yard. I cut three huge branches off of it. I drug them to my backyard with the intention of cutting them into smaller pieces for to have them hauled off.

I never did, so I went into the backyard with my hand saw and began hacking away at them.

I used all but one to keep a fire going in the fireplace, I was incredibly blessed to have had that. There is a reason God created me to be a procrastinator and now we see why.

I had plenty of food, and I had just bought a case of water, which I used for the animals. The drip from the faucet was enough to fill bowls and pans so I could flush the toilet. 

When the power would come on I would quickly charge my phone, cook some food and run the heat. 

I recognize I am fortunate and am mourning the lives lost, I am angered at the managers of the Texas power grid. They sold off the excess of our energy thinking we would not need it for ourselves. They then thought about buying it back but didn’t want to pay the price the up north companies were going to charge them.

They are responsible for the loss of life here in Texas and I pray that the families sue them.

From what I understand the majority of the board of directors of Ercot don’t even reside in Texas. This has to be corrected, we have our own power grid, we have to be in control of it. Period, end of discussion, Texas should be self sufficient, not relying on out of state people to decide the fate of the residents. 

Every state should be self sufficient, every state should have it’s own power grid. No outside country should be able to access any of the United States power grids. Ever. Just as we should not have our hands in any other countries power grids. 

Our infrastructure was not designed for this kind of onslaught, we are a hot state by nature. Our houses are built for heat not cold, we have no salt or sand trucks as we rarely get this kind of weather. To invest in those things would be a waste of money. So we are not prepared, no one could have foreseen this sort of thing happening.

I ventured out Thursday afternoon, I went to Brookshires, to find they were closed. I later learned that a pipe had burst in the store.

So I went to Walmart, a place I never go, but I really didn’t want to go on the highway to Target. 

Walmart had plenty of food, produce, meat, no milk, but did have heavy cream, they did have eggs, bread lunch meat. So there was plenty for the people in my town, no bottled water, we are still under a boiling notice. So I have boiled water and put it in the fridge for myself and the animals.

I am still not sure how all of this happened, I know I pray for snow, but I didn’t think God would deliver the past 10 years worth of prayers all in one week. 

We are currently sitting at 50 degrees, all of the snow and ice is melting at a fast pace. 

Please pray for our great state of Texas as we go into recovery. The loss of life, the burst pipes, water damage, structural damage, it will all be huge. I can tell you this, Texas is filled with the most resilient people I have ever known, this state will be back better than ever. I am so proud to say this is my adopted state and I raised three of the those great Texans.

57 and Counting

So today is the day after my birthday, I begin my 57th year on this planet. I don’t know what to think, I am now 7 years older than my mom when I was born. My children are all adults and my granddaughter is fast approaching adulthood.

I am here with two cats and a dog, well a husky, almost the same as three cats. 

I have had a life in these past 57 years, I have amazing children, amazing friends and I haven’t accomplished anything that 16 year old Angie wanted to.

Wait, I take that back, I now have purple hair, 16 year old Angie wanted that very much. Other than that I have done much with this life. 

Perhaps that is why God didn’t bless me with the life He has others. I have had to struggle every single day of my life. I am alone, I live in silence, except for the television and when I talk to the animals. 

This past year has taken away my ability to see the people I work with daily, it has taken away my ability to go to the movies and to take my granddaughter to the movies. 

So here I sit, in silence except for the tv and the occasional conversation with my animals.

I know, I’m alive, something to be grateful for, and I am, I am also grateful for a good roof over my head and plenty of food. 

There was a time in my life those things were precarious, no longer, there was a time in my life when I had $20.00 left after paying bills, to buy food for myself and my three children for the week. God provided then and He continues to provide. Trust me, I am not complaining, but there are times when I see what He has done in other peoples lives and I think He must really love them. And I realize I am not highly favored, I am minimally favored. I was not blessed enough to have ever had anyone love me romantically. I was not blessed with a ton of money, I have struggled for everything I have. Perhaps that is why I appreciate it that much more. 

This birthday is really a reminder of everything I don’t have in my life, have never had in my life and will likely never have in my life. People who have someone in their life that loves them in that romantic way will never understand what it is like to be someone like me.

I was married, he later told me he had never loved me, we had 4 children together, one that passed away as an infant. I had loved him, he held me in great contempt and left us.  

I waited a long time to date, I raised my children first, I felt like they deserved a steady home. Not one that had a revolving door, no one will ever be able to tell me I didn’t do the right thing. I have zero regrets in raising them in a household with just us, I would never have allowed anyone to discipline them besides me.

Then I did date and it was disastrous, the man was horrible but I didn’t find that out until it was too late. I thought I had better discernment than that, but alas I didn’t. 

He was an alcoholic, a chronic cheater, liar and a abysmal human. I was so happy to be rid of him, that I truly enjoy my singular life.

I will never date again unless God brings me the man and sets him down in front of me and says this one. This is the one I created for you. Until then I will enjoy my life in the fortress of solitude.

I do have great friends, my Bestie, Shay, had wings and brownies delivered to my door for my birthday yesterday. Such a great surprise! She even had them write happy birthday inside the box.

The life I lead now is much preferable to being with the wrong person. I don’t regret my marriage, I have the most amazing children, I don’t regret that at all. 

I do regret the one after him, that was horrible and I really think that moron gave me PTSD, once again, poor choice on my part. Also, he gave the Irish a bad name, I’ll never date anyone from Ireland, I’ll always judge them based on this man’s behavior. Right or wrong, it is how I view all of them now. 

So that is it, here I sit, content with my life, with only one regret. Not too bad.

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Jeremiah and Psalms and China

Hello China, I see you have been having fun on my blog. Did you read anything interesting? You do realize I have the ability to see where all of the hits to my blog come from, right?

I welcome all readers from all over the world, but I am curious. What exactly do you find so fascinating that I write about? I would love to know, is it the juice cleanse? The Rustic Cuff? The Fitish ones? 

Whatever it is that you love reading about please, do tell.

This is my birthday month, well, after the 1st, that is Elizabeth Anne’s day.

I love that my birthday is in February, it is fitting, I love winter, I love the color purple and all of those things are in February. God definitely knew what I needed before I was born. It makes sense, due to Jeremiah 1:5 and also Psalm 139:13-18. God knows us even before we are born, before He knit us in our mother’s womb. 

With my birthday looming, I am thinking more and more about how glad I am that I am alive. Abortion is an abomination, I fully believe that, as I was one of those unwanted children. You know, the ones Democrats say should just be aborted before they are born. I am happy that I was born, that I was adopted, even though it was at a later age, not as a baby. 

I am happy my parents took a chance on a wild child that had no discipline and had very little love in her life. I am so happy that I got to have the privilege of being born, that I wasn’t killed before I was born.

I’m pretty sure my children are grateful as well, because, well, they exist due to the fact I exist. My granddaughter exists due to the fact I exist. Everyone has a purpose in life, I find I am still searching for mine, even at this advanced age.

Soon I will be 57, yes, that is a larger number, I only have roughly 57 more years on this earth. 

I believe I should be able to figure out what I am meant to do in that time frame. 

I am in love with my purple hair, I don’t know that I will give it up any time soon. I feel edgy and young with it, also fun and fun-loving. Does anyone else love different color hair? I love seeing all of the colors out there, it is fun and light hearted. Isn’t that something we all need a little of right now?

I hope you all have a great day, oh and China, leave me a message! Tell me what you are reading and what you are getting out of it. I would love to know, remember to read your bible daily and pray to the one true God. 

As usual any questions, comments or critiques can be left here or sent to me at angie@angieworld. 

Happy Birthday Elizabeth Anne 2021 Edition

Elizabeth Anne,

The day you were born started off bright and sunny and by the time you were born it was a raging ice storm. I often say it was portentous of how your personality would form.

I love how your personality has formed, you are so funny, smart and determined.

You have always have been determined, whatever you have wanted, you have found a way to get.

I remember the time you wanted a chinchilla, I said I am not paying that much for a rodent.

So you saved your money and found a way to get not only the chinchilla, but the cage and everything you would need for upkeep as well.

I hope you know how proud of you I am and how much I love you.

I love that I get to be part of your life even as you are an adult. I love the fact that you remind me so much of my grandpa and dad. The way you are with animals is nothing short of amazing.

Not many people have the abilities you do, I love how much common sense you have and how you are able to think for yourself.

In this era, of so many having mob mentality and joining a band wagon, even when they don’t understand that bandwagon. You still think for yourself, you weigh all of the pros and cons and make your own decisions. 

I love how you make decisions based on fact and not emotion, I am so proud to call you daughter.

So on your birthday, I hope you know, that even after all of these years, the day you were born was one of the greatest days of my life.

You are the daughter I dreamed of, the daughter I prayed for, one with dark hair and dark eyes. Filled with spirit, fire, humor and a mind of her own.

You have exceeded every single one of my expectations of what you would become in life. You continue to march to beat of your own drummer and I love it. 

I very much look forward to you continuing on your path and can’t wait to see where it takes you!.

I love you to the moon and back,


Birthday Hair and Hovering Helicopters

So I did a thing, a thing I have wanted to do since I was 16 years old. I actually did it once when I was 16, my mother took one look at me and said “that’s really pretty, better be out by church tomorrow.”

I cancelled my plans and washed, rinsed, repeated all night long. But the purple was out of my hair by church the next day.

Yes, I had my hair dyed purple for my upcoming 57th year on this planet. My hair stylist, Sarah, is completely brilliant and it looks beautiful. I will post pictures here at the end.

I am completely exhausted by the complete horridenousness (I know that is not a real word) of the new administration here in our country. The things that are happening in just 10 short days, 10’s of thousands of jobs lost, drug prices skyrocketing and so much more.

If no one sees this, they are purposely putting on blinders and are part of the problem.

On that note, I feel something bigger is happening here, in our country and the world at large. I feel massive spiritual warfare going on, and also military, here, it’s weird.

Military helicopters are flying way more than usual here in my part of the world. They are flying often and low, last night my whole house was shaking, and this is not the first time. 

Elizabeth Anne noted an abundance of military helicopters flying low and often over her place as well. 

How do we know they are military helicopters? Well that is hard to miss, seriously, if you have never seen one then you don’t know. If you have seen one, then you know. They are not unusual here in Texas, but the amount and how low they are flying is unusual.

If anyone has any answers please send me a message, you can leave it here or send it privately to

Speaking of Elizabeth Anne, her birthday is in two short days and I know you are all looking forward to my annual message to her.

I’ll save it for then, oh and I am also having a surprise delivered to her house on that day. I hope she likes it.

I won’t keep you all, I know you are very busy on this beautiful overcast Saturday.

As promised, here is my hair: 

Potassium Nuclei and Purple Pancakes

The best part of this weekend was getting to spend it with Tess. My son and his wife were sick so he offered me his weekend.

I picked Tess up from school on Friday, after she got in the car she proceeded to tell me that she had a project due on Monday.

A science project, she had to create the nuclei of potassium. So off to the Dollar Tree, Target and Michael’s for supplies.

On Saturday we started working on it, we had a different idea, went to Walmart and got more supplies.

It all turned out great, in the middle of creating the creation, she realizes the project isn’t due for two weeks. We both laughed and I told her she would be happy that she did her work in advance.

That’s the way life is, if we do our work in advance it simplifies things. The reality of life is as humans we tend to procrastinate and make things harder on ourselves.

I don’t really know why human nature is that way, I tend to procrastinate, especially if it is a task I don’t like doing.

We also had purple pancakes, those were really good. I’m not the best cook but pancakes are one of the things I am really good at making.

I hope you have a great week, tomorrow I am getting my hair done, in purple.

A Break is Needed

I’m taking a break, a break from all politics, because in 48 simple hours Joe Biden has done a horrible job. 

I’ll list a few highlights and you can simply google it for yourself. 

Bagdag Terrorist Attack

Ready to deploy soldiers to Middle East

Re-Joins the WHO which failed to warn U.S. on pandemic

Re-Joins the Paris Accord; U.S. pays highest fees

Re-Joins the TPP massive job loss to China

Men with wigs can enter girls restrooms, or they don’t even need a wig, they can just say they feel like a woman.

Men with wigs can compete in women sports, or without a wig, they just need to say they feel like a woman.

We’ll be charged a hefty fine for not having health insurance

Revokes Keystone pipeline, 57,000 jobs lost

Corporate taxes jump from 21 % to 28.8%

Income tax and payroll taxes from 37% to 57%

Small business taxes from 29.6% to 39.6%

Capital Gains & Dividend taxes from 23.8% to 43.4%

Not to mention our National Guard regulated to a cold, unheated parking garage with one bathroom to sleep in. 

Oh and we will not talk about the higher price on insulin and epinephrine. 

It’s too much and I need a break, so this weekend I am spending the whole weekend with my granddaughter.

My oldest son and his wife both have covid and I was offered Tess.

I readily agreed, we have been working on her science project, we had to go to three different stores, then scrapped that plan and went a different route, which resulted in us going to a different store. So 4 stores later we are in the middle of it. We have to allow some things to dry so I came in here for a quick post.

Spending time with a 13 year old will really take you back, we watched the current three episodes of Wandavision then The Empire Strikes Back. 

She definitely takes after me in the nerd, geek genetics. Is being a nerd/geek genetic? I don’t know, my mom and dad were not sci-fi nerds, but they both read a lot. I was encouraged to read a lot, I have a great love of reading. 

It could have been when I discovered the Illyad in the 5th grade, no, I loved Star Trek way before then. Also I loved watching all of the old B movies, you know the ones, the attack of the killer tomatoes, those. And all of the scary movies, with Dracula, the Mummy, Frankenstein’s monster, the wolf man and the creature from the black lagoon. 

I’ll leave you on that thought, is the nerd/geek thing genetic or learned? 

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The Day America Was Sold to the Highest Bidder

Father forgive them for they know not what they do, that is what I would like to say. But it’s a lie, they knew exactly what they were doing. We now have an illegitimate president in America’s house. 

There was a mountain of voter fraud evidence and everyone turned a blind eye. Anyone who saw those videos of suitcases of ballots being brought out after kicking poll watchers out, well you cannot deny it. But they are, so now what will happen.

Has God forsaken us as a country? Only time will tell. The righteous cry out to Him, begging for mercy, begging Him to send His army of Angels to fight for us. To protect us, to protect our children. 

The illegitimate one has already said he will roll back any and all abortion legislation. Giving money to an organization founded by racist, eugenist Margaret Sanger.

They are busy celebrating having someone in office that will more than likely sell us all to the highest bidder.

Protect your children, watch them closer than ever, I highly doubt the illegitimate one will give funding to finding missing children. 

This is one of the saddest days in American history, we had a stolen election and no one cared. The ones that do care, well, it is promised we’ll be silenced. They have already said they want to take our children and put them in re-education camps.

The videos are online of them saying just that, do your research. 

That vaccine, for a man made virus in China, well it has aborted fetal tissue in it. It is killing people world wide, do your research, get off of CNN and all of the others. Look at what it is doing in Norway. Thirty-three people dead from the vaccine, they have halted giving it out. Australia has also stopped giving it out due to deaths associated with it.

If you give it to your children there is a possibility of sterilization.

Stay vigilant, stay awake, stay focused in the Word, I still have faith.

I still have faith God will deliver us, just as He delivered His people from Egypt. 

I am a proud conservative woman, God, family, country. I believe in the 2nd Amendment, I believe in manifest destiny and I am really happy to be living in Texas.

God will reside in my household and in my life, it is all I can do for now.

Voting in the future, well, it seems it doesn’t matter, they are going to put who they want in office. And no one seems to care.

I’ll keep writing, I’ll keep my voice loud and strong, I was raised on a steady diet of patriotism after all. My family has been here since 1636, with another branch coming in 1774. 

We have fought for this country, we helped shape this country and we will continue to fight for this country. 

Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad

Well today is a great day in my family. It is my mom and dad’s wedding anniversary. They were married January 13, 1934, which started their amazing journey together.

I know I talk about them a lot, but they very literally saved my entire life. I love them so much and want the world to know how amazing they actually were.

Their love was the real deal, the hand holding, stolen kisses, mutual respect, the kind of relationship that comes when you put God first in your marriage.

They also had a profound sense of humor about life. Life is filled with all kinds of trials and tribulations. Few people will ever experience the kind of challenges my parents faced. They grew up and were married during the worst depression this country has ever seen. They also survived Oklahoma’s dust bowl.

It did not harden them, it did not defeat them, it strengthened them and allowed them to see humor in hard times.

It taught them to rely on God and taking care of each other starts at the neighbor level. They were pros at quietly taking care of people in need.

Especially an unruly 12 year old that no one else wanted. I feel unbelievably fortunate and blessed that I got to witness and learn from those two amazing humans.

So today, on what is a great day for my family, Happy Anniversary mom and dad. I love you beyond belief.

Loyalty and Love of Country

I thought I could be done, but I find I cannot, as a whole anyone who voted for President Donald J. Trump is being vilified and called horrible names. On Facebook, a friend, who didn’t bother to say anything about the cities burning around the country this summer, posted about the Capitol. Then one of her friends said that all Trump supporters were crazy and out of control. She answered IKR, which means I know right. 

We have been friends since we were 13 years old, so I sent her a text message and asked her if she thought that of me. She said no of course not, but here we are, I’m a person that voted for our President twice.

I have laid out very clearly why I voted for him, but no one wants to listen to reason. All they can do is parrot CNN, MSNBC, Fox News, ABC and CBS News. All of the alphabet soup of them. Orange man bad.

Nancy Pelosi wants to arrest anyone who supported him, which is over 75 million Americans. What will they do with us? Good question, will it be like concentration camps or the camps we kept Americans of Japanese descent during WWII? Which was shameful as well.

I am not done praying, God has not finished with this yet, and yes I believe God’s hand is in all of this. It will always be His timing and not ours, even if we feel the full weight of the possibilities of corrupt politicians taking full control of our country. I still have faith that God will persevere, good over evil, I believe He has used this to open our eyes that it is not just the Democrats, it is Republicans as well.

Evilness is the law of the land right now, they believe they have prevailed and will get sloppy because no one wants to be the one that says STOP.

I, for one, was raised differently, I was raised on a steady diet of patriotism, of pride in our Country and my ancestors roll in all of it. I will continue to fight, even if it is just words on the internet.

I will continue to stand for what is right, what is righteous, for God’s will to be done on earth as it is in Heaven.

I did not grow up in a privileged neighborhood, I grew up incredibly poor. It is not something I talk about, ever, it is something I would very much like to forget. But here’s the thing, the areas that were being rioted, looted and burned to the ground, well, that is very much like the neighborhood I grew up in. At least until I was 12, then I was adopted by my Great Aunt and Uncle. Then it was a middle class life for me. 

I know what it is like to have to fight for everything I have, when I got a divorce I was put right back into the poverty level. 

I worked three jobs and went to school full time to try and make a life for my three children. Then a friend made an opportunity with a major telecommunications corporation for me. I got a job that took the place of all three jobs I was working, I didn’t finish college because my three children needed me to be with them in the evenings and weekends.

I don’t regret that at all, everything was worth seeing my children grow up and succeed. They remain my pride and joy, everything was for them and to an extent continues to be. I like to be available for my granddaughter now, and for my children if they need anything for me. God has given us so much, it is now the time for me to stand up for Him and for our country that gave me all of the opportunities. 

This country owes a debt of gratitude to God, for everything, now is the time for us to recognize that and put Him first in our lives.

I’ll continue to stand up for Him and for my country, God, family, country, those are the things that are important to me.

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