My Birthday Present to Myself

Every year I give myself a birthday present, sometimes it’s something big, sometimes something small, sometimes shoes, sometimes my favorite mascara. This year I gave myself the gift of family, I went to see my sister, she was the cake, that i got to see two nephews, their wives and my niece and her boyfriend, well that was icing.

Before anyone in Owasso reads this and gets upset I didn’t see them, I went specifically to see my sister, it has been so long since i have seen her. The last time was at our brother Jesse’s funeral, which was so long ago.

I haven’t seen my nephew Todd for a much longer period, I had not met his wife at all. There were all kind and gracious and welcomed both me and Stormie into their home. I got to visit and reminisce and learn new things about our family and friends.

I drove up there on Wednesday, Storm and I had an adventure, our first stop was the farm to drop off precious cargo. Stormie received a blowout by Elizabeth Anne, it literally snowed Husky fur, she also met the tortoises. After that we started our journey to Owasso, she is a good traveler and never complains about the podcasts or music I played.

We stayed at the Candlewood Suites in town and drove to Todd and Robby’s house to see everyone. In case you are wondering, yes, my family offered to let me stay with them, but I am very conscious of traveling with a dog and do not want to put anyone out. So hotel living it is, which is nice but weird these days. I have stayed there before and the amenities were much more. I wonder if they are having a hard time filling positions as housekeeping only comes once a week. Don’t get me wrong the employees were very nice and advised me if I needed more towels or anything to just go to the front desk and let them know.

I also had to search for the coffee for the coffee maker, the coffee wasn’t in the room, of course I can always ferret out coffee. No fears in that department, I did have a moment of panic, I admit it, the thought of no coffee upon immediately waking was terrifying.

For my actual birthday I was taken to a local Mexican food restaurant and it was good, and they sang to me. I was surrounded by 5 very good looking men and a sombrero was put on my head and they sang to me. All in all a good time was had by all.

I very literally had the best birthday I have had in awhile, I was in a place with people that have the same shared experiences, knows all of the same people I grew up with and never once told me they heard my stories a thousand times. Even my niece’s boyfriend grew up around the area and knew the same people we did, it was a lively, fun time.

We went to the cemetery to put flowers on people we love and miss graves, mom, dad, Jesse, baby Darrin, Michael and David. David was a friend of my ex-husband’s step brother, did you get all of that? I believe, and I am not 100% sure, he passed away in a car accident. He was a sweet boy and died way too young, he is buried by my son Michael. I have pictures of David holding Michael.

We then went to lunch with my nephew Chris and his wife and children, once again great conversation and good food.

I spent my birthday in the best way possible, I feel closer to my sister and got to reconnect with my nephew Todd. We were always super close and had so much in common, it’s almost like we are related (ha).

What does all of this mean, you might ask, well it does mean one can go home again, home is where your heart is. It is not a building, or place, it is the people, and if you have the right people you can go home.

Then Stormie and I came home, we did the unforgivable when coming to Texas, we brought cold with us. I hope the state can survive.

I then spent Valentine’s day with my beautiful twin granddaughters, I just don’t think a day could be more perfect, well, if Tess had been there, then it would have been nirvana. I pick her up today and will be meeting Elizabeth Anne for late lunch early dinner. Linner as it were, I like having that meal because I don’t like eating too late at night. Linner is perfect.

I hope you all have a great day and I hope everyone that reads this has a great birthday this year.

Happy Birthday Izzy Anne

Today is the day I received an early birthday present, in 1989 that is.

It was a warm, balmy February morning, I went into the hospital wearing shorts, by the time you were born it was an ice storm. I remember that day so well, I finally had the daughter I had always wanted. A perfect compliment to an older brother, you were perfect.

The years have gone by and I have had the immense pleasure of watching you grow into a beautiful woman. One who is unflinching in your belief in right and wrong. You have a huge heart that many don’t get to see, I am happy I get to see that side of you.

I am so proud to be your mother, I am so happy that I have gotten to watch you grow into the woman that you are.

You have always been a force to be reckoned with, a force of nature. You are a take charge and make it happen kind of person. I hope you will always be that person, the one that makes things happen.

I can’t begin to express how much I love you and how proud of you I am. Happy Birthday my beautiful daughter.

My favorite picture of us.

Owasso and Driving Thoughts

Yesterday, on my way to my youngest son and his wife’s house, my map app (yes, I know where they live, I use it so it can alert me to any traffic incidents) it said “speed”. Now I didn’t know if it meant I should speed (I was already doing that) or if I should watch my speed.

It was a conundrum and my app had never said that before, maybe the new update added some judgement parameters I am unaware of.

It brought back memories of my drivers ed class in Owasso. Mr. Cariker was my instructor, Sandy Mahl was my partner. 

At the end of the session we had a 4 hour trip, it was Sandy and two guys and Mr. Cariker, please forgive me because I don’t remember the boys names. 

It was my turn to drive and Mr. Cariker was doing his usual eyes closed and just almost asleep.

It was then one of the boys said something about the speed of light, Mr. Cariker opened his eyes and said “slow it down Testerman.”

Yesterday my app made me feel 16 again, back in Owasso in a car with people who don’t understand what the gas pedal is for. 

In case you’re wondering I did not slow down nor speed up, I kept the course I was on, Texas speed.

Yesterday was spent feeding and changing my two newest granddaughters and talking to my son.

It was a well spent day, I am so happy I have the privilege of getting to be in my children’s and grandchildren lives. It is my favorite thing about my life, hands down, no regrets.

I was thinking about it last week, my sister sent me a text about me having the life I love with my kids and grandkids. The rest of the message is private, but I will tell you she is right on the mark. This is the life that I love, with my kids and grandkids, I am so grateful to God that I have this life.

I love the fact I can just get up and go help any one of them if they need it or have Tessa spend the night on the spur of the moment. 

I love being able to do that, my life is not lonely, I am alone, but I am not alone. I have three of the most amazing children a mother could ever ask for, I get to be the kind of grandmother I always wanted to be. 

It is a life where I am able to get in my car and go home to Oklahoma and visit my family. 

I am so very grateful for my life, it is filled with so much and it all started by my parents adopting me.

If it had not been for them I would not have ended up in the spot I am in. 

God has always had a hand in my life, at times I didn’t see it, but my experiences and all of the things that have happened to me or because of my stubbornness, God uses it. I can use that knowledge for others that might find themselves going through what I have gone through. 

If you are going through a tough time, just wade through it, the place past it is amazing.

As usual you can leave any comments, questions or criticisms here or send to angie@angieworld.com.

Skincare and Empress Talk

I have recently developed an aversion to sunscreen, allow me to explain. My moisturizer and foundation both had sunscreen and it has started burning my face. It was awful, it took me a little while to figure it out. I changed moisturizer first and when I put that on my face stopped hurting, then I put on my normal foundation and pain. I knew then it was the sunscreen. 

Almost all foundations now have sunscreen, I looked and looked online, then I decided to go to my local Ulta store. A very nice gentleman asked if I needed help, I said yes I do. I explained what I needed and he said he had the perfect solution.

We found a foundation without sunscreen and I tried it, it wasn’t covering the red in my face. I have massive red undertones in my complexion. So he then suggested a primer that doubles as an anti-red corrector.

It also moisturizes, which is great because my skin is extra dry these days. I have never had dry skin, nor oily skin, it has always just been normal. But menopause takes a toll on everything, what a cruel joke on all women.

The primer is Smashbox photo finish correct Anti-Redness Primer and the foundation is It Cosmetics Your Skin But Better Foundation.

It is cold here today, cold without snow is not a fun thing, but I promised I would not wish for snow this year. Stupid storm of the century last year, it continues to ruin my fun. The storm that is blasting us with cold weather is blanketing the south east with snow, even to Missouri. The  storm is named Izzy, that’s right, someone named the storm after my daughter. Which is very exciting, I have yet to have a storm named after me, maybe one will be in my birthday month. After the 1st of February of course, that day belongs to Izzy Anne. When I am gone, or senile, whichever comes first, the whole month will go to her. It’s in my will, I bequeath February to Elizabeth Anne. 

I am sure she will appreciate it, monuments will be built in my honor for being so magnanimous, the 10th will become an earth wide holiday. Tiaras for everyone!

Sorry I got carried away a little, just a little.

I have been watching The Golden Girls lately, I honestly forgot how howlingly funny it is. I have laughed until tears were coming down with some of the zingers. 

I am definitely a Dorothy, acerbic, the voice of reason, I shall rule my retirement home.

Picture it, Shady Pines, 2060, Foreigner blasting over the loud speakers, chocolate for everyone. It’s going to be so much fun!

That’s all I have for now, any comments, questions, criticisms or agreements can be left here or sent to me at angie@angieworld.com.

Happy Anniversary Foy and Odela

Yes, it is that day again, the one that comes every year. The one where I tell you how amazing my parents were.

The important thing I want everyone to get from these missives is how deeply these two humans loved. First and foremost they loved Jesus and lived their lives in a way that showed every person that came in their vicinity just how much they loved God.

They loved their family, first three children then an outlier. They showed that love with humor, grace and discipline.

They loved their neighbors as themselves, proving over and over how valuable to the community they were. Not in terms of political power or great wealth but with simple greatness. To be in their presence made one want to be a better person.

The things that have stayed with me are many, from the way they read the Bible out loud to each other every evening. It is still one of the most romantic things I have ever witnessed. The way they watched Wheel of Fortune together, sharing apple slices and cheese as an evening snack.

The way they kissed if one of them was leaving the house without the other. Like it would be the last time they saw each other. Because you never know what tomorrow brings.

They have been gone from this earth for many years, but their actions and words stay with me. I know they influenced others lives as well, they were extraordinary examples of how to live a daily life devoted to Christ. An example of how a couple can work together in every area of their lives.

I know they are together and I know they are celebrating in heaven every single day.

SATC Reboot Thoughts

I am going to say it, the really unpopular opinion, hate may come my way, I don’t care.

Watching Sex in the City continuation, And Just Like That, I have come to the conclusion I hate Miranda Hobbs. 

She is a bad friend, a bad mother and a bad wife, here comes the part where I tell you that if you have not watched, stop reading. I will be posting spoilers if you have not seen the first six episodes.

First we see Miranda allowing her teenage son and his girlfriend to have sex in her home. I don’t know how the girl’s parents feel about this, but we only see Miranda’s side. When her husband, Steve, questions the sanity of this, she says well they’d be doing it somewhere else. 

Same equation parents who allow underage drinking have.

Then we see her telling her friends that she and Steve no longer have sex. For years, it has been this way, and she has no desire to change it. I can guarantee if this were real life, Steve would be getting it somewhere else. He did in the first movie when Miranda did the same thing. He just learned his lesson about confessing his guilt.

Then we see the drinking, she drinks everywhere and at all times of the day. She is an alcoholic, she doesn’t want to admit that either. But she hides it in her backpack, oh and speaking of, she is literally the worst “woke” person ever!

She makes gauche mistakes that no woman her age would make, unless they are completely ignorant. This is, supposedly, a highly educated woman, living in the metropolis that is New York City. A place the wokest of the woke live. But there she is, a bull in a china shop making stupid mistakes.

Then we have the worst friend award, Carrie has to have hip surgery, someone has to be there afterward, in her home, to help her get around. Especially to the bathroom, it was Miranda’s turn to take care of her very dear friend.

Carrie’s podcast partner comes over to check on her. She is asleep so Miranda and Che go to the kitchen, where they proceed to smoke pot and make out.

Carrie awakens, needs help going to the bathroom and spots them in the kitchen, because they are being loud. Very loud, Carrie is desperately trying to get Miranda’s attention, calling help, she finally pees in a vase. Then spills it on her bed, she is laying in urine. That is when Miranda decides to be a friend. Then tries to justify her cheating on Steve.

I don’t care that it was another woman she did this with, she cheated on her husband. She needed to take a step back and remember how she felt when she found out about Steve cheating on her. Then if she wants to explore this new avenue, tell Steve and get a separation or divorce. 

Stop normalizing cheating, it always comes to a bad end, for everyone. 

That is all I have, I cringe every time Miranda Hobbs comes on the screen. I know the actress herself, went through a period of time where she was married to a man, then realized that was not who she was and divorced and married a woman. Maybe the writers wanted to explore this, and that’s fine, but the character Steve, doesn’t deserve this, his character deserves a little dignity. As do the fans, Miranda used to be the voice of reason, sanity, when the friends would go down an insane path. This change is coming out of nowhere. This is not the same character that took such care with her Mother-in-law that was battling dementia. 

This character was not written the same and it is not growth, we are seeing bad writing for a character that deserves better.

I hope the finale redeems Miranda, we will see next week.

My Review of American Underdog

I went to see American Underdog today, I highly recommend you do the same. A fun fact about me, I hate sports, like really do not watch any sports on television. In person is a different story, all except soccer, I will never ever ever go to a professional soccer match. 

I love sports movies, especially when they are based on a true story. Invincible, Miracle on Ice, Remember the Titans, those all come to mind. Even the Mighty Ducks movies, I know those are not based on a true story, but they are a feel good premise. The underdog coming from behind to win the day. I do love a good underdog story, not only in sports but in life.

I will admit, the draw to this particular movie was Zachary Levi, I loved him in Less than Perfect, Chuck, Tangled and of course Chuck, not to mention the Marvelous Mrs. Maisel and of course Shazam.

American Underdog is a true testament to his talent, I have said this before, mostly to myself, Zachary Levi shines as an ordinary man in extraordinary circumstances. 

Wether it is a self identified geek suddenly thrust into the world of spies, a child suddenly becoming a grown man with super powers to this, becoming a cinderella of football.

Not to mention playing a complete legend like Kurt Warner, who not only did amazing things on the field but off as well. He gave life to a story about what the majority of the world sees as just a football player. He showed that he was not only talented on the field, he was a caring human off of the field.

I highly suggest you go see this movie even if you are not a sports fan. This will not make you one, it will however show you the range and talent of Zachary Levi. It may make you want to look into the life of Kurt Warner and his wife Brenda. I won’t give any spoilers to their life, let’s just say they are great people that were destined not only for each other, but greatness. They are special people that lives their lives in service to others. 

That is just my humble opinion, my non-sports watching opinion. I loved this movie and will most definitely buy it when it comes out on bluray. I’m old fashioned and like hard copies of movies. 

Goodbye 2021

Christmas has come and gone, the new year is upon us and I find myself not quite ready for this year to end. I know a lot of people don’t feel that way, but this year has brought so much joy into my life.

I have gotten to watch the people in my life grow and welcome others into our circle.

I gained identical twin granddaughters, I got a new son-in-law to be, I watched my bestie grow in her relationship and get married and now I have a new BIL.

I watched my youngest son grow into a protective, loving father, I got to watch my daughter-in-law grow into a loving, caring mother.

I am able to witness my oldest granddaughter grow into an amazingly gifted writer. 

I got to reconnect with my sister, God has indeed been good this year, I find myself loath to say goodbye.

I hear so often when the end of a year is near that people are ready to usher it out, like suddenly the striking of a clock will magically fix all of the wrongs in their life.

I get it, new beginnings and all of that, but what really changes? I have to ask, because nothing in my life has ever magically changed with the ringing of a bell.

My life goes on, for better or worse, it goes on, the only thing that changes is my hair color, the amount of wrinkles I am gaining at an alarming rate. A new year does not guarantee change, only we can do that for ourselves.

I don’t make resolutions I cannot keep, I will continue to do the same things, make the same choices and be true to who I am at my core.

Do I have my own idiosyncratic habits? Yes, I do, which will continue to foster. I will also have my usual 15 bean soup made with the Christmas ham left over. Do I believe it brings good luck? No, but it does give me comfort and makes me happy.

Do any of you have any habits or traditions that make New Years Day a celebration? 

I usually take down the Christmas decorations, make my soup and watch television, or read a book. I do reflect on what I can do to better my relationship with God. How can I exemplify what He has done in my life. Be a better person, help others when I can, learn to cut off toxic people. 

Some people don’t even realize when they are toxic, they lie, they scheme and blame others for their misfortunes in life.

My life has never been easy, some things I had no control over, some things I did have control over. I have made bad decisions, I have made good decisions, I have relied on God and I have relied on self. It goes so much better when I leave God in the equation. 

All in all, my life will not magically change with the striking of the clock, but it will go on.

Curiosity Did Not Kill the Cat

The other day I received a notification that my website had recently had a lot of hits. At first I was like what! Then I was like what? It seems someone did a google search on the person I used to date/engaged to and found my blog.

They went through and found every entry he was mention in, they didn’t leave a comment, so I have no idea who they are.

This is directed at that person, if you are a woman thinking of dating the aforementioned person, think twice.

I have not spoken to him in over 5 years, so I think it is time to tell a few things. 

He is a consummate liar, he is a user, a gaslighter, an alcoholic and a serial cheater.

You are now forewarned, if you read my entries thinking I want him back, please stop. I do not, my life is peaceful, I can breath and have a beautiful life.

He will try and convince you that all of his problems were due to others, his problems are of his own making.

I know you are asking yourself why I didn’t delete those entries, well they are my life, I will not erase my past. Instead I learn from it and will not be repeating my past. 

Ask yourself some hard questions, why does this person go from woman to woman, why can’t he sustain any relationships in his life. 

Think long and hard before becoming involved with him, guard yourself, your finances, your mental health and your emotional wellbeing. 

If you are a fixer, which I am, I want to fix everything and everyone, take a step back and understand you cannot fix every broken being on the planet.

Take a real look at yourself and work on you, be content being alone, the right person will be there, they will not “love bomb” you. They will respect your boundaries and if you have children, especially young children, protect them. Protect them from having a person who, when they become comfortable, will just scream when he does not get his way. Protect their mental and emotional wellbeing, be their mother, their protector.

If you have any questions, I am open to answer them as best I can, my email address is angie@angieworld.com. I will not publish anything here, but I will answer your questions.

I hope you have a great day and will think long and hard about your future. 

China and Just Say No

Hi China!! I haven’t written in a while and when I looked at my stats you have been all over my site, so I though I would write and say hey.

There is a lot going on, so much I can’t write about now, but some I can. My religious exemption was accepted by the company I work for, I am very relieved. I will not be getting that chemical concoction of God knows what put in my body. No ingredient list, no go, all other drugs out there will list the side effects and what is in their drug. This is the only one that does not and now the drug companies are wanting to wait 55 years to tell the public what the side effects are. No thank you, to those of you that are willing to take this I understand. I sincerely hope that you experience none of the side effects that I am seeing others experience, including death.

I am making the trek to Costco today, I have a list, pray I can stay on it, the impulse buying is real there.

This weekend I decorate for Christmas, no, I have not done that yet, I have been very busy, but today and tomorrow are it, I need to see lights and tinsel and greenery everywhere.

I really can’t say anything else, a lot on my mind and heart cannot be said publicly as of yet. I will end with this, if you are a praying kind of person please say a prayer for two little girls who will make their entrance into this world in a week.

Bye for now China, really curious as to why you are so fascinated with little old me.

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