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Memorial Day

Today is one of the most important days for us as a Nation, it is when the United States of America pays homage to our fallen soldiers.

The difference between Memorial Day and Veterans Day is on this day, Memorial Day, we honor our men and women that have fallen in battle.

Veterans Day we honor those who came home.

As most of you know, there has been a member of my lineage fighting for this country since 1774. Since then there has been a member of our family in a branch of the armed services. One of my brothers was in the Army, one in the Navy. Cousins that were in the Air Force, Marines and a nephew in the Air Force. Uncles that fought in WWII and one that fought in Vietnam, my youngest brother was in Vietnam.

We love this country and are willing to put our lives on the line to keep the freedoms that we hold so dear.

I feel that I don’t have the right words to properly express my gratitude to those men and women who put their lives on the line for us. For me, for my family, my children, grandchildren and countless others, so we can enjoy life in this country.

Thank you seems pitiful, seems as if it doesn’t convey how  highly I think of them. How highly we all think of them, it takes someone special to put their lives on hold and join a branch of the military. Especially in these tumultuous times, I know without a doubt I do not have that fortitude.

I truly believe that there is a special place in heaven for those willing to put their lives on the line for others.

God bless each and every one of them, God bless their families for all they have endured without their father, brother, uncle, mother, sister, aunt, cousin at their sides.

Know that we, as a country, thank you for the sacrifices made for the rest of us.

May we all remember that Memorial Day is more than lake time, barbecues, cookouts and a three day weekend.

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Once and a Hair Appointment

I had to do it, I was really forced into this, it’s really not my fault. I was forced into this situation simply because I couldn’t find all of the episodes of Once and Again on YouTube.

Plus the quality was not great, this is a totally justifiable purchase. And what is up with Season 3 not even being on DVD??? I don’t understand what’s happening here! There is no excuse for all of the seasons of this show to no be readily available for me to watch.

I had my hair done on Thursday, the last time I had my hair done was March 13. I think I scared the poor girl because I talked a mile a minute. She was great, she was so happy to be back at work. I admit I tipped more than I normally do, she earned it for listening to me. So my roots are done and I also have caramel highlights framing my face. Plus I got to talk to a real live person in person!

The salon did ask me to wear a face mask and my beautician had a face mask. So I don’t want the Covid police to come for me.

I still need to get my eyebrows done, that’s next.

I hope everyone is having a great weekend.

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Once and Again

Way back in the olden days there was a television show called Once and again. It was hands down one of my favorite shows. It was a slice of life show that was in some part depicting my life at the time.

At the core it was about starting over after a divorce. These two unbelievably beautiful people find each other. Self Ward, who is undeniably one of the most beautiful women in the world played Lily Manning, single mom who meets Billy Campbell who is so good looking it makes my teeth hurt, he played Rick Sammler.

So these two beautiful people find each other and chaos ensues as their children and exes are not having it.

I loved this show because it gave me false hope and at times we all need that to continue on.

The reason I bring this up is because I’ve been looking for it on streaming services. I finally found it on YouTube. Someone uploaded all three seasons. I am delighting in the total angsty sudsiness of it all.

Of course the most beautiful people on earth navigate towards each other and that’s what this show teaches me.

It also makes me very grateful for the children I have. Man alive these kids are whiny!

The show has held up well, the storyline resonates with as much now as it did then. I do like the way Rick doesn’t allow his son to disrespect his mother, Rick’s ex-wife.

Of course his ex-wife is the Borg Queen, Susanna Thompson, so maybe they should all be a little scared.

The show still gives me hope, the possibility of having love in my life, romantic love. I have love in my life.

I have my incredible children, Tessa, family, friends that never cease to amaze me with their loyalty and love.

In case you’re wondering I have not given up on the prettiest man on earth. God is listening and He knows I’ve earned that.

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I Hope I was Useful

As you all know, or should know by now, I have a deep love for Kellie Rasberry of Kidd Kraddick in the Morning fame. I have been listening to the show for so many years, I can’t even count anymore.

Anyway, she does a segment called Love Letters to Kellie, because she is the love expert. Well, now she has a podcast called the same, due to the fact that they received so many letters it was impossible to answer them all on air.

I was listening last week when she read a letter that compelled me to write to the podcast. All of these years and I have never been compelled to write to Kellie. But this letter touched my very soul and I knew I had something positive to contribute to the conversation.

You see it wasn’t a normal love letter, it was a woman writing in asking for advice regarding a teenager she and her husband had taken in. Their nephew, it touched me on many levels, my aunt and uncle had taken me in.

They were having issue integrating him into their lives and he was being a teenager plus add the whole never having had a stable home in his life problems.

Well that can be a mess, I know first hand how that feels, with me being the teenager. I told Kellie that I had been where that boy was right now. I was the troubled teen who was angry and sad and distrustful.

I told them how my great aunt and uncle making the decision to take me in and give me stability for the first time in my life change me. But it wasn’t an easy change, I was resistant, I didn’t trust it, I was waiting for them to change their mind and  dump me off at the next relatives house.

I was horrible, even more than a normal teenager, but they stayed consistent, they showed me by their actions that they were not sending me anywhere. Eventually I began to trust them and they became my parents in every way, even legally.

Today, on my lunch, I was listening to the new episode of the podcast and they gave an update on how the woman was doing. She said that things were so much better, that she had asked her husband listen to her letter being read by Kellie. After that his attitude toward the boy changed, he has begun including him in conversations and asking him questions. Getting his opinion on movies, shows and games and things. While some might not thing this is a big deal, it is, to this teenage it is, and I love it.

Several people had written in after the previous episode who had been through the same thing, taking in a teenage relative. They asked her if any had been helpful, she said yes, that everyone had given her some good advice and good information and also resources.

She then said that the response of the woman who had been through the same thing as the teen had touched her. Especially the part where she had been awful, waiting to be thrown out again, not trusting.

I started to cry listening, let me tell you tears and spaghetti squash do not go together.

I thanked God in that moment, if any of my experiences can help one person here on earth then it was worth it.

I highly recommend the Love Letters podcast along with A Sandwich and Some Lovin.

That’s all I have for now, I hope you all have a great day and Thank Goodness Tomorrow is My Friday!

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Happy Mother’s Day

What can I say about my mom that I haven’t already said?

I had the best mom, hands down, way better than anyone else’s. That’s a very incendiary statement, I know, but it’s true.

My mom didn’t have to be my mom, at a time in her life when she should have been relaxing and traveling the world she and my dad decided to take a troubled teen into their home.

That’s a really brave decision, I’ll be honest, I don’t think I could do what they did.

I’ll be grateful to them for all of my life and beyond. I have told my children of the sacrifices that their grandmother made to take me and raise me.

I’ll tell my granddaughter about her great grandmother and the sacrifices she made in order to give me a much better life.

Because of my mother I had a good foundation that I could build on in order to raise my children.

I may not have been the best mom in the world (I already had that so my kids got me) but I was way better than I would have been without my amazing mom’s influence.

I always feel extremely blessed that God have me the children that He did. They are all amazing, smart, funny, sarcastic, snarky, kind, caring and beautiful humans. I seriously cannot imagine life without them. I’m so proud of the adults that they have become.

Happy Mother’s Day to all of the moms out there, but especially the ones that raise the children that aren’t born to them.

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A Soapbox and a High Horse

Please wait while I get my soapbox out to climb on my high horse, because I feel a full fledged Angie Rant coming on.

One would think that with all in the world going on that these things would stop making the rounds.

I am talking about the meme saying that if you don’t cook or clean you are not a real woman, or the one that says if you don’t have curves you are not a real woman, or the one that says if you are fat you are not a real woman.

I consider myself a real woman, but let’s take inventory shall we:

I am not skinny

I am a horrible cook

I am a horrible housekeeper

I also cannot get a man to look at me to save my life.

According to some that would make me not a real woman.

I can configure a router, I can talk superheroes with the best of them, I can eat what other people cook, I can read, I am a decent writer, I am very charming and can hold a great conversation, and the pièce de résistance I raised three amazing humans. As a single mother, although I did not raise them alone, they had a dad, a very involved dad. I love Jesus Christ, that should make me a real woman, but sadly, according to the internet it does not.

I look to twitter to find out what a real woman is, it is even more confusing. Because the Conservative women and the Liberal women are constantly battling. For the record, I am an Independent woman.

According to the Conservative women I have to be attractive, a great cook, keep an impeccable house.

According to the Liberal women I have to hate Conservatives, be above men and not have a non emotional argument.

I am neither of those things, I believe in equal rights, I am not a feminist, I am an equal rights advocate. No one above the other, I also believe in real arguments, non emotional ones.

My daughter is a real woman, she can cook cereal, she owns her own farm and works harder than anyone I know. My dad and grandfather would be incredibly proud of her. She is an animal whisperer, the Ellie Mae of Texas. She is also beautiful, intelligent, funny and amazing.

My daughter-in-law is a real woman, she has 4 children and took on a bonus one in my granddaughter. She works in the medical field and is on the front lines. According to her she is not a great cook (I beg to differ), she keeps an impeccable house. She is also funny and smart and beautiful.

My other daughter-in-law is a real woman, she is smart, funny, beautiful and another hard worker. She is a great cook, keeps an impeccable house and has owned her own business. She is also handy and can fix anything.

We are all different, we all bring something different to the table. We are all real women, we look different, we are different at different things and we all see the value in each other.

Why can’t women everywhere do that? Why do we have to pitted against each other and say oh if you can’t cook then you are not a real woman?

I am watching a show on Hulu about the ratification of the ERA (Equal Rights Amendment). Women were at each others throat over this thing. The ERA needed to be an amendment, we were never going to get equal pay or anything else without it.

But it goes deeper than women’s rights, it is the Equal Rights Amendment, we all deserve equal rights in this country. In The United States of America, one nation, under God, Indivisible, with Liberty and Justice for ALL.

Not for a few, for ALL. It’s right there in the pledge of allegiance.

We cannot forget that, ALL, equal rights not for a few but for ALL of America’s citizens.

Climbing off of my high horse now, putting up my soapbox and relaxing for the rest of the evening.

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Quarandream

Is anyone else have strange dreams while on lockdown? Only me? Quarandreams. That’s what I call them. Last nights dream was completely off the rails. Wheels off. That’s what it was.

I dreamed I was working in the office only the office was in Tulsa and I was commuting every day from Texas. I was carpooling with someone from my office and my mother in law, Mike. So we drive every day, 5 hours each way to go to work.

While in Tulsa I get a call from my sister telling me to come and get some of our mothers’ plants. which is weird in itself because our mom passed in 2003. I talk my coworker who is driving to go by my moms’ house so I can pick up said plants. Mike goes in with me and we get three plants, and suddenly Jeffrey (my oldest son) is there saying mom don’t get that plant get this one. He points to a plant that I actually have right now. I said ok and he lifts it and takes it out to his car.

We then drive back to Texas and I take my plants in the house. Where they overtake the house and now I am living with a jungle.

It was literally the strangest dream I have had in a long time, since this whole quarantine has started I have had some strange dreams but this one took the cake.

on another note, here is a message to Dean Cain in response to his VM to one of my twitter peeps:

 

I am right here! Just pick up the phone and call, or message me, send smoke signals! I’ll drop everything and help you move to Texas. 

There you go, there is your funny for the day and those of you who saw the message, you know what that is in response to. I am very positive he gets a lot of messages just like that.

 

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Affinities

I love television, scripted shows to be exact, I have an affinity for them. With all of the streaming services I have many to choose from. We are living in the time of television nerd nirvana.

There are certain actors and actresses that I will watch almost all of the shows they are in.

Kyle Chandler is one of those, I first discovered him in Early Edition. If you are not familiar with that show I highly recommend it. It is a feel good show that never disappoints.

This past week I discovered a show I had never heard of called Bloodline. I’ve been binge watching it all weekend. It is very dark and compelling. Kyle Chandler is amazing in it. It’s on Netflix if anyone is interested, Sissy Spacek also stars in the show. She is amazing as usual.

So much television so little time, I mean in life. Most people are going stir crazy not being able to go and do. My life has changed very little. I was a homebody before, I am still a homebody.

I will tell you that I will be going to get my eyebrows done, it is not pretty right now. I bought a foot spa and did my own pedicure for the first time in years. My feet feel better but I am no master with the brush! However my toes look better than they have in a while.

Is there anything you’re looking forward to as we begin the task of getting back to life? Eyebrows are a must, I miss movie theaters and the mall, book stores and shoes. Buying online is not the same as seeing, feeling, purchasing.

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Prayer

I have a confession to make, yesterday I started thinking. That is not always a good thing with me. I was thinking about my mom and how she would pray for me.

Then I started thinking how I haven’t had anyone in my life that has prayed for me since she left this earth. I became resigned to the idea that no one would ever pray for me again. It made me sad, then I went to sleep.

The next morning, today, I received from two different women in my life this:

God showed me not one but two of my friends were praying for me. God’s timing is always perfect and always on time. Gail and Michelle I want you both to know you two are in my daily prayers!

That’s the way it works, God knows what we need when we need it. Now I know what you are going to say, there are more people than these two ladies that pray for me.

But it was these two that God placed on their hearts the job of reaching out to me and telling me that I was in their prayers.

I take prayer very seriously, if I tell someone I am praying for them then they can take that to the bank.

I’ll confess something else, I very rarely tell God what I need or want in my life. And that is a mistake, we are supposed to take the desires of our heart to Him. I have problems with that, a lesson I’m still learning. Even at my advanced age I still have lessons to learn.

Never take for granted the people in your life that intercede in prayer on your behalf. I know I don’t.

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CTJ and Judgements

Ok, so I had a CTJ, for those of you that are not familiar, that is a Come to Jesus meeting. I had that meeting with myself, it wasn’t pretty but it was much needed.

I was perusing Facebook when someone’s post caught my eye. It said how stressed they were with being in isolation with their family.

At first I was judgmental, because they get to be with someone, they have someone to talk to, they are not left alone, they don’t live in a shack. They have entertainments readily available.

Then I stopped, just stopped, what do I know about that persons life. Nothing that they don’t want others to know about on Facebook. I don’t know what their stresses are, so I stopped.

I’m sure others look at me and judge as well, I live in a nice house, plenty of food, my bills are paid and I am still able to work and provide for myself. I am not totally alone, I do have my pets and I am able to see Alex and Elicia.

Every human deals with different things differently, i am not that stressed. I miss Friday night dinners and pedicures. But I’m not stressed out about them being ripped away from me.

I have been thinking about quarantine hair, I really want purple back in my hair. I am thinking purple on the underside. I have red right now, all over, why not have both of my favorite color on my head.

I’ve been watching a lot of Brad Mondo’s videos on Facebook. He’s an amazing hair stylist and he loves color. If I ever go to New York I am going to do my best to get an appointment with him. I’m completely obsessed with watching his videos.

Last night I started watching Mrs America on Hulu. It’s about both sides of the ERA battle in the 1970’s. It’s fascinating, the extremes on both sides.

I’ll leave you with that. I’m tired now and going to sleep. Peace out peeps.