No Matter What

Should have been a farm girl!...Oh wait..tis my life these days. Eggs, chicks..and CHICKENS Chickens are dumb. They are good for meat and eggs. Otherwise DUMB! It starts with this... Some like em big..some like em small I sort them...and sort them..they come in all colors, shapes, weights and sizes! ..then into this barn I go .... to gather the ones that have the audacity to lay their eggs wherever they please. Waving my arms I plow through those chickens looking for stray eggs. SQUAWKING, CROWING and making a whole set of noise they come at my heels hoping to get a peck...just assailing they may go! Never fear they get revenge on me by hitting the water feeder into me and shocking my skin to frizzles (ok not really but I hate being shocked). It all evens out! . . . Job #2 . . . Those eggs somehow hatch into these cute lil fluff balls. Too bad they can't stay cute! ..they get vaccinated by my mother and I. The chicks take veng

I wanted to just think. I drove. The sun blinded by my eyes but I thought I saw a "Do Not Enter" sign...TOO LATE! I saw a vehicle ahead but it was just a back road and big enough for two if it was the case of one way. A man walking did some circle things with his hand. I played dunce..after all there was no where to turn around. I had driven here before and it was fine... Oh wait that was in the dark and I DID NOT KNOW I WAS DRIVING WRONG! I knew where I was going when it was dark and I knew where it would take me wrong way or not. Well dead end appeared one road and lots of cars the next one way. sigh. FAIL. I turned around and went back out..now going the right way. Unfortunately the man was still walking. Arms thrown up in the air in disgust at me he watched my plate..hmm. Oh well..it happens. As true as all this is in my little car..it has been my life the past little bit. Going the wrong way and don't care. Dead ends and road blocks do turn you around. They are the

Did you say WHAT?? NOOOOOOOOOO.... I did not get a job yet, NO I do not know what I wanna do (other than return to Grenada), NO I am not dating, NO I am not adjusted..... for the record...(these questions my dear friends are better not asked..) Do they make year long sleeping pills? YESSSSSSSS I am seriously considering hibernation for a year as much as I hate sleeping. Someone told me Americans ask too much ah questions. I agree. Take me to Grenada. Yesterday was show time at a Corn Festival in Shippensburg. Friday night we set up and then spent the night in a motel surrounded by Corvette cars that were in the area for a show as well. Motels are not so much fun alone I am learning. Oh well more sleep that way I guess. The show was fun and it was awesome to see a friend there that I haven't seen for a very long time. Only Saturday morning did it sink in that she lives close so thanks to the facebook world we actually saw each other..The morning was busy but the afternoon sl

If I do nothing I will become nothing but senile. There is no "pink house" to threaten me with as in Grenada. Thus to appease my ever thinking mind I got out the paint things. Not feeling to do anything of great detail I set out with palette knives and mere blobs of paint in the beaming sunshine. I look like someone died...hmm maybe something did?.. .social life? this humming bird seemed to like the paints and was constantly buzzing around my head. I'm not thrilled with the outcome but..until I decide what to do to help it out it will stay looking so. I spent a much needed 4 hours with this wonderful "sister". A lump forms in my throat as I type. Mel I will miss you. It's crazy how close we have become. Distance cannot and will not separate that common bond. Have a great school year. old yard sale music sheets..a pinteresty idea..and as I look at my picture just now I see my little Digicel phone sim card laying beside the jars. Ho

It was the night before some people departed the states to the wonderful Isle of Spice. Who wouldn't stay out late? Well...I would..and I did. The regrets came in the morning with only 2 hours of sleep and off to work at an unearthly hour. I work when I can...even if it is only a few hours. I felt like I had to keep redoing things...my brain was malfunctioning. Coffee was needed but I didn't want to be the reason for potty breaks on the way to the airport...thus I refrained. I left work in my own little world oblivious to a police officer sitting nearby. I believe he was sleeping as well..much to my benefit. With suitcases packed on that Ford truck we began to "RUN IT"...traffic moves well most days. I try to keep with traffic. They can usually break radar for you. The SUV lost me when it got to about 25 over the speed limit. It was a good thing! There was enough of a gap between us that officer had his nose out in traffic as I tried to quickly change lanes. Sorry fo

I wasn't functioning to well in my late night shopping endeavors at Walmart. Maybe that is why the guys in the card isle were acting so stupidy! Hmm...just maybe? Either way this coffee did the trick. It usually does...and since when do not all Wendy's have "special" coffee drinks? I didn't let it ruin my already you know what sort of night! The weeks keep rolling by. Almost 6 weeks ago I returned. I wouldn't want to redo those weeks again. In all honesty they have been some of the best weeks of my life as well as some of the most trying and frustrating. It is complicated how this life can be. IT IS WHAT IT IS! Last weekend was spent in the BIG APPLE...yes NYC!  I love the independency of taking that subway just right where I wanna be.  Brenda and I spent the day doing what is a good thing to do there. Fabric shopping! We parked in Brooklyn and took the subway from there so no parking had to be paid. The subway is far more fun anyway!

Summer days are the best. I hate to think of the seasons that follow. Can we all continue to enjoy the warmth of water and the coldness of ice cream for like a very long time yet? Please!    Along with summer comes delicious fruit. Not only for eating but canning as well. Since this certain individual isn't working she is busy helping out where she can. Hey I should probably learn sometime I guess! This sister has returned...and home to many gifts and much cleaning up to do to a house that was ransacked. As the saying goes..."What goes around comes around." Come around it did...and they made more than the most of it! his and her family Kris lived the life of a dumpster diver...thus the gift of used "dumpster items" Owen and Mary Kate sporting their fashion   the rice and plastic pebbles that were throughout EVERYTHING! ..that's all for this time. Much more exciting things have happened since but...too much for on