I have to give a huge shout out to the Irishman, I came home yesterday to some laundry being done, all the trash was taken out, the lawn mowed and the kitchen spotless. I think he doesn’t think I see all of that but I do and the stress it alleviates is great. Thank you Irishman!

Yesterday was interesting, full of surprises that I am not at liberty to say right now in this format. I do believe it is a good thing, at first I wasn’t positive, but now I am. Sometimes we run towards change with outstretched arms, welcoming whatever the wind blows in, other times change is thrust upon us. This change is being thrust upon me, I firmly believe that God is in control, and I believe this change came from Him. Pushing me in a direction that He wants me to go, I am curious to see where it will take me. So far I have not been let down by change, at times it has been difficult, at times it has been overwhelming, but in the long run it has never been bad.

There are so many things going through my mind right now, I will save them for a different time. This is a short post, more to come later.

Busy, Busy, Busy

This has been a very busy, fun filled weekend indeed; I hardly know where to start. Let’s start with Friday, Tessa’s class was singing for the school Friday afternoon, so off I went. She did so good, I am so proud of her, she actually had a big part and she just got out there, in front of everyone and sang her little heart out.

There was no Friday night dinner, as the Irishman’s girls had a dance review happening. Instead we decided to make it Saturday, the Irishman had chosen the menu, only fair he should be there to partake.

Saturday, Tessa’s class was preforming for the Onion Festival, so off we go to that, we were all there, she did beautifully once again. This time in front of more people, she did not inherit the shy gene.

Then it was lunch, steak, corn on the cob, grilled asparagus and Caesar salad, we got a new grill. Jeffrey put together the grill, Jeffrey also cooked the steaks, he seasoned them perfectly. Everything was so good, Tessa got to play with the girls, we all got to eat. Good food, good conversation, fun times with Jeffrey, Elizabeth, Alex and the rest.

I am exhausted from all the prep work; shopping and cleaning up, I do believe today will be spent relaxing. By relaxing I do mean doing laundry, I need to get caught up today is the day.

Tomorrow is another fun filled day at work; I am hoping to hear good news, like more co-workers got new jobs. So far 7 people that I know of have been offered new jobs. That makes me happy and hopeful for the rest that are affected by this round of layoffs. Make no mistake, my job is not safe, the rest of us will be gone by November. I am actively looking for a job within the company; think good thoughts for me people.

I am thinking good thoughts for all of those that are under the gun so to speak right now. The majority are good people and good workers, I am not going to name names, there is one that I do not have an ounce of pity for. He/She has treated his/her co-workers horribly, so much so that if anyone there does not like them on a personal level.

Sometimes you cannot like how someone does business, and still like him or her on a personal level. This person is not to be trusted with anything, it’s sad really, when you think about it. We are all on this earth for such a short amount of time, 110 years really isn’t that much in the grand scheme of things. Why make everyone around you miserable just for your own enjoyment? That is the question I find myself asking, with no answer in sight.

Oh well, I hope everyone has a great day and keep looking up cause that’s where it all is! (Yes, I quoted Kidd Kraddick)


Today Shanon Jay said something thought provoking on Facebook; she said, “Words are Free. It’s how you use them, that may cost You.” In this age of social media saturation people have taken up the habit of saying whatever pops into their heads. It is the norm now not to stop and think before spewing forth whatever is there, in the forefront of ones cranial pia mater.

Once words are out there, especially on the World Wide Web, they are difficult, if not impossible to take back. It may seem like the thing to do at the time to give a pithy response or comment, later, when one looks back, they may cringe at what they put out there.

Use your words wisely, you can use them to tear down a person or you can use them to build someone up. Everyday is a struggle for me, I am a grammar and spelling fanatic, I so want to correct everything I see in Facebook. I don’t, because to do so would hurt someone, someone who was expressing themselves on perhaps a deeper level than they are used to, I would be shutting them down.

I have increasingly become uncomfortable with sites like people of Wal-Mart and other sites posting things meant to be funny, when they are in reality hurtful to the ones that get photographed unknowingly for the amusement of others. Perhaps it is my old age; perhaps it is a maturation of my inner being. I don’t know, I just know that once hurtful things are out there, it is impossible to take them back, whether they are words or pictures. Be careful of what you put out there, use your words wisely; the person you are about to blast with a thoughtless comment could be on a serious downward spiral. Your words could be the breaking point; one never knows what affect they have on a stranger.

I would like to see one day of kindness, where no one posts anything hurtful, where no one says anything without thinking first. Say it out loud to yourself, if someone said it to you would it hurt your feelings? If the answer is yes, don’t say it, if you are thick skinned like me, say it again to yourself, things rarely hurt my feelings. I have to really think about the things I say because of that, I have become cognizant of the power of my words in my later life.

Losing Dean

Ok, so, this has to be a hoax, I just read on the Internet, that cannot be trusted, that Dean Cain is married! And it’s not to me!!! How can this be? How can Dean Cain be married and it not be me?

Pesky reality facts do not matter here; I am seriously wounded if this is true. Yes, I know, he has never met me, the likelihood of him meeting me are zero, however, this does not lesson my fantasy pain.

Oh, and yes, I do realize I am engaged to a real life man, like I said, details are irrelevant in this situation. I am wounded to my core! What am I supposed to do with this gossip?

You know it’s a sad, sad day when one cannot open a browser and see bad news. I fully believed he would be eternally single; waiting on me, the one, he would never meet.

I shall never recover from this betrayal of my fake boyfriend, like EVER. I have turned on my internal dialogue with a valley girl accent, yes, it is that bad. Superman has left the building, no, the planet, never to be seen again.

I shall mourn our fake relationship with all of the attention it deserves. And while I know the below photo is not Dean, it is Superman. Let us all take a moment to mourn the married state of Superman.


First Freewill Baptist Church of Owasso

Watching the Andy Griffith show this morning reminded me of the church I grew up in, The First Freewill Baptist Church of Owasso. Now it is called Rejoice Freewill Baptist Church of Owasso, or maybe they took the Freewill out of the title, I’m not sure.
I know someone who has put down the church recently, saying they didn’t learn anything there. I found that shocking as I learned so many life lessons in the church in Owasso.
I learned humility, they practice feet washing, something I believe has been lost, I remember when I was a teenager and the feet washing ceremony was going to happen. In my snotiest voice I told my mother there was no way I was doing that, it was disgusting. My mother looked at me, raised her eyebrows and said “Angie, do you think you are better than Jesus Christ himself?” I said no ma’am, she said Jesus himself washed his disciples feet, how could I put myself above Christ. It drove the point home, we are no better than the other, I happily participated after that.
I learned giving from Al and Grace Wemberly, they were not native Owassoans. They moved to Owasso when Brother Al retired. I never found out what he did or how they came to choose Owasso. I’m simply blessed that they did. They were couponers before it was all the rage. However, they would add up how much they had saved and put that money in a jar. In late May they would bring the money to the church and tell them to use it to pay for a child to go to church camp that could not afford to go otherwise. I was the recipient of their generosity one year, as my parents were retired and their budget did not allow for that. I never knew we had a budget by the way, as I had everything I ever needed. The designer clothes and shoes I wanted, my parents told me to get a job and work for those, it was a good lesson.
I gained knowledge of other religions and learned Catholicism was a different denomination not a different religion thanks to Caroline Hall. She worked at the Christian Bookstore in Tulsa and insisted we study other thoughts and beliefs so we could better understand why we believed the way we did. It was a revelation to read about other religions in the world, she told us that to understand how someone believes is to respect them. When you respect someone they are more open to listen to how you believe and respect you in turn.
I learned that what I put into my mind was just as important as what I put into my body. In a class taught by Ed and Fleeta Sunday, as a young adult, they led a class on the importance of filling your mind full of good things as opposed to worldly things. Your thought process is shaped by what you put into your mind. If you only fill it with negative and unclean things what will your view of the world be like? It changed the way I choose my reading material to this day.
The First Freewill Baptist Church shaped who I would become. From Leonard Pirtle’s sermons, filled with life lessons laced with humor, to watching adults serve others, to  Sunday School teachers that cared enough to go beyond the surface lessons. I am fortunate indeed to have grown up in that place, in that time.


Yesterday was Miss Jan’s birthday, I didn’t post yesterday, so I will take today to tell you all about this incredible woman. She is everything I wish I were, tall, thin, elegant, blonde and beyond nice. She is a good friend; she stood with me during my divorce and bitter custody battle when most friends fell by the wayside. I cannot begin to thank you enough Miss Jan. I don’t have the proper words to express how grateful I am that you are my friend. I hope your day was as incredible as you are!


This past weekend was good, really good; I was off Thursday so off to record with Shanon Jay I went. It was an awesome session, if you did not get to hear Saturday’s show you can do so now. Simply go to, you can check out the latest one. It is very personal for me; I talk about a miracle that happened within my own family. My cousin Laura was the recipient of a great gift from God, well worth a listen.

Friday was getting Tessa from school, meeting Elizabeth Anne at the AT&T store; she has defected from Apple products. She purchased the new Samsung Galaxy 5 I believe is what it is. She said she loves it.

Then Friday night dinner, I am beginning to feel like the Gilmore’s, except without the maid and cook. Oh wait, that’s me. We had fried okra, corn on the cob, pork chops, mashed potatoes and homemade bread. Everyone seemed to enjoy it heartily, well worth the effort and time put into it.

Saturday was Ladies that Lunch, love those days and seeing everyone, we were a sparse group this time, but fun was had as always.

Sunday was Captain America, but you knew that, rain, love the rain, I wish it would rain every day.

Did you ever have someone say something that was so wrong that you wanted to respond, but since it was in a public forum you metaphorically bit your tongue? That happens to me a lot, especially with Facebook and Twitter, I read things that are so erroneous, or so outrageously well, the only word I have is stupid that I want to respond. However, once something is on the Internet, it is there forever, that is something people don’t seem to understand. I suggest thinking before posting, I try my best to think before posting, even here, where it is my page, but once again folks it is on the internet, it is forever. So I didn’t respond yesterday when someone said something that was not correct, and was a little, ok a lot, condescending and completely snotty. I chose to ignore it and move on, a few years ago, I don’t believe I would have done so. This is called growth and it is painful.

Captain America

WARNING: Spoilers ahead for Captain America: Winter Soldier.

You have been warned, if you do not want spoilers do not read any further.

I went to see Captain America today; I have not really read anything online, I have been saving myself for this experience. What an experience it was, I was amazed and awed, I sat through three quarters of the movie with my jaw dropped.

First off, kudos to whoever orchestrated the hand to hand combat scenes, some of the best I have seen in a long while. It was all perfectly timed and played out; the actors were brilliant in their roles.

Seeing the Falcon, even though I knew I would be seeing the Falcon come to life was just incredible, the actor who played him did an excellent job in bringing him to life. The fact that Bucky Barnes was the Winter Soldier of course was another not surprise, however, seeing Steve Rogers reaction to Bucky was a revelation to watch. Steve Rogers is everything he is supposed to be, loyal, patriotic and a friend to the end. Chris Evans is spectacular as Captain America. He has a strong sense of right and wrong, there is no blurred line for him. He and Thor are cut from the same cloth, right is right, wrong is wrong, there is no grey. It is a balm in these very conflicting times to see a hero on the screen that epitomizes that character.

The political overtones were blatant and relevant, if we continue on this path of allowing the government control of everything we will soon be left with nothing.

Steve Rogers says it best when he says he is willing to sacrifice everything to protect freedom. I am with you Steve, I’ll stand up for what is right, it is in my DNA, I believe there are other out there that are willing to stand up and be counted as well.

I am eager to see where S.H.I.E.L.D. will go from here; I have not seen the latest episode as I was given strict instructions from BBFF not to watch it until I had seen Captain America.

I needed to write down my thoughts before they became scattered, the movie was spectacular, I can hardly wait to see where Joss Whedon takes our characters in the new Avengers movie. I know he will do an outstanding job in bringing them together and showing our heroes with all of their glorious flaws, saving the day.


I know it’s been a little bit since I have posted, I am among the living, I have a lot in my head and some of it cannot be articulated in public.

I was so sick last week I did not get to see Captain America when it opened, I am going tomorrow, then I can watch last Tuesdays episode of S.H.I.E.L.D., it’s crazy that I did not have the energy or health to go see one of my favorite superheroes in action.

But I am better now and will go tomorrow, why tomorrow you ask, well today is Ladies that Lunch, yesterday was the family dinner.

I am enjoying the Friday night dinners we are having, last night Jeffrey got to choose the menu. It was pork chops, fried okra, corn on the cob, homemade bread and cheesecake for dessert.

I am still full, I think everyone may be full today from last night; Elizabeth even took home a bag full of scraps for her birds. I can’t wait to see how they enjoyed their treat.

I am full of mixed emotions, on one hand I am excited to see what my future holds, another hand is filled with pity for our customers and techs who will no longer have us to rely on when the first level fails them. The other hand (if I were an octopus this would work out) I am disappointed with management, in the way they are behaving, some, not all, it is disheartening to see people gleeful with trying to fire employees. My other octopus hand is disgusted with the Union, they make false claims, refuse to help people, who have paid dues to them for years and will be taking 6% (I hear from a reliable source) of employees severance pay, they consider it a bonus. I have never known severance to be a bonus, this is unconscionable, I do hope my source was incorrect in this. I guess I’ll find out for sure next month when the first person gets their severance check.

My spirits remain high and hopeful that the path I am supposed to take will reveal itself in the right time, God never let’s me down or leaves me dangling. I know that I will have something fantastic when this job comes to an end for me.

The Irishman gets to pick the next Friday night dinner and he has requested steak, we need a grill, so I will be looking to see who has a good one at a good price. I do love a deal! I am thinking steaks, baked potatoes, salad and lots of laughter and good conversation.

The one thing I am praying for, and would like everyone to pray for this, is I get something with a schedule that I can still pick up Tessa from school every other Friday and get off early enough that I can pick her up in the summer so we can have daylight hours together. We love going to the pool together and going to get donuts and just laughing. Being with her is the highlight of my weeks, having everyone here for biweekly dinners is nothing short of awesome. So, that is my prayer, that I get to keep those things.


This week has been filled with sickness, mine, it started Saturday, congested, feeling, well yucky. It progressed, I ended up leaving work early Monday, it literally felt like someone put sandpaper in my eyelids and I had become what I always despised. A mouth breather, my nasal passages congested yet running constantly all at the same time.

I thought perhaps a few days rest might clear things up, that with copious amounts of Tylenol cold and sinus, nighttime. I was wrong, very, very wrong, by Wednesday things were turning green and my ears were hurting and it hurt to swallow.

A trip to the doctor this morning told me that everything in my head was infected. Ears, nasal cavity, swollen glands, the whole nine yards, I guess when I do something I really do it right. I have not been sick for a solid year, before that it was over a year and a half.

Going to the doctor is always an experience, they tell you to be on time or lose your appointment time. However then you are kept waiting a good 45 minutes before the nurse ever calls you back. They then put you in a room where you wait another 15 to 30 minutes.

This time a student nurse practitioner saw me before the doctor, he took all of my information, asked the same questions the nurse asked me, listened to my lungs, poked and prodded my sinus cavity and my glands, tried to sell me on a z-pack, which is worthless. I told him no, then he left and I saw the doctor for all of 5 minutes. I then paid $83.00 for the privilege of getting a $4.00 antibiotic.

He said that I should start feeling better by Sunday, I hope so, I hate breathing through my mouth. I can’t stop blowing my nose and coughing, I seriously hate coughing because then I cough things up. I really hate that, there are certain things in life I hate doing and that is right up there in the top 10.

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