Merry Christmas!!!Friday (and I just realized that I posted last night a day too early): We had a good Christmas. Lotsa food, presents, and laughs. Saturday: The wrestling community lost a good guy today. Jon Huber (Luke Harper/Brodie Lee) was a favorite. He passed suddenly at the age of 41, he was battling a non-Covid lung issue. I have read hundreds of well wishes, but this one hurt the most. *adult language* Bray Wyatt speaks on the passing of his friend, Jon Huber: "You were my best friend. My brother, my partner, my Terry Gordy. We changed this whole game because we refused to do it any way but OUR way. We were always at our best when we were a team I think we both knew it. We fought like brothers because we were. I'm so goddamn pissed. This isn't how it was supposed to be, it was supposed to be us fat, bald and useless running Wyatt Family spots in high school gyms in our 70's. Where do we go now? What do I do knowing I'll never hear your condescending sarcasm as I am riding high. I miss you so fucking much already. I would do anything just live through our worst moments again I can't believe you're gone. I'm so sorry brother. I'm so sorry. You will always be a part of me, whether I like it or not without you everything is different and I hope Amanda truly knows that I am here not just to say it but because I love them too. I will make sure your son knows the incredible man you were. Not the legends people will tell but the real you that very few people got to see. I promise I'll put him over clean in dark matches when he's old enough just like I promised l'm hurting so bad. I wish I hada chance to say goodbye. But then again, it's Saturday and you know what that means.... save me a seat next to you wherever you are, that's where I belong. I'll be there when it's my time. Goodbye forever Brodie. I love you “ Bray Wyatt And y'all, when AEW did a 2 hour tribute to him, grown men cried. It was so respectful. Sunday: I am loving my new iPad. I am always late to the party, I know they've been out for years, but again, I resisted just like with the iPhone. I got a lot of candy, socks (YESSSSS), earrings, books, a foot bath, a back massager, a gnarly Starry Night puzzle, Pioneer Woman kitchen stuff...I had a good haul. Sweet stuff from my sisters. When Lily was stuffing her stocking when we went to Walmart, She picked out a BFF necklace. I am genuinely surprised that I received the other half. She did eyeball her daddy before I was handed the piece. Monday: Back to the work grind. THE DEER HEAD IS STILL IN THE FREEZER! Lily is enjoying her new loft bed. I thought it, then Rebecca said it, "how are you going to change the sheets?" Lily has since bought a body pillow "for safety purposes". Tuesday: I went to Minden/Shreveport today. The "find a wedding dress" saga continues for *unknown person who hasn't announced her engagement* yet. And NO Y'ALL, It is NOT my mother. The first place was a bust, and we shall never mention it again. We had to create a safe word just to get out of the place intact. Total hostage situation. The second place was good. "THE" dress may have been picked out. Lily had a full day planned with her daddy. I know how exhausted he was at the end of the day. She had to spend her Christmas money that was burning a hole in her pocket. Shopping with her is a love/hate thing. Wednesday: Y'all I am the worst. Yesterday was Scott's birthday. I was distracted thinking about how good that burger was from Logan's Roadhouse. Scott is the kitty to my litter box, the beach to my sunscreen, the trailer park to my tornado. We are so entirely opposite. But it works. Most days. I couldn't imagine a day without him. There are South Carolina and Georgia pictures of us floating around somewhere, but this girl has laundry to fold. He is my wonderwall. Thursday: I don't have a whole lot of meme's. I fail you. Friday: Happy New Year! Scott and I rang in the New Year by watching Tik Tok videos and laying under the covers. I was out cold at 12:03am. From 10-11:30 we watched episodes of The Pioneer Woman. The club can't even handle us right now. In hindsight, 2020 was a shitshow. People lost their lives, their jobs, their businesses, and their finances. I am sure I lost friends because I am Team Mask. Yes it's a piece of cloth, but it could save someone's life. Not one of my freedom's were taken away. I love y'all, thank you, my 7 readers for sticking with my lame-o blog. Here is to a blessed 2021.
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Day 36: The Alabama Crimson Tide are the SEC champs! Work was good today. I giggled at one of the drivers, the song "Fancy" came on (Reba McEntire), and I said "oh yes, here is a song about prostitution", and the girl goes, "oh wow. I always thought it was about a pageant". I then remember when I watched Dirty Dancing as an adult, I finally knew what the watermelons were for, and that Penny's appointment was for an abortion. Who knew? Also, Ice Ice Baby is about drugs and drive by's. Day 37: Good off day. Had lunch and finished Christmas shopping with Rebecca and Lily. I always buy Lily a toy when we go out, and I told her since Christmas is this week, if she got a toy over a certain amount she had to wait til Christmas, or if it was below this amount, she could have it today. She instantly turned into a mathematician, and got a toy 3¢ below the cutoff line. Later, Scott and I went to buy groceries and look at Christmas lights. "15 minutes" was more like an hour. Lily and fam went to Christmas in the Park. I stole some pictures. Day 38: This salad, y'all. Peggy's Pizza has a "People's Choice" salad that I fell in love with. I tried to replicate it. I made three. It's what Jesus would eat. I used a spring/spinach mixture, pecans, apple, sunflower seeds, grilled chicken, feta cheese, cucumber, and tomato. I ate one without dressing, and two with Greek vinaigrette. Day 39: I am sure if you have read at least 2 blog posts I have published, that you know of my lifelong obsession with the band Little Texas. They were my entire teenage years. Since social media has become a thing, I have been able to correspond with them, and I have every one of their autographs, apart from Tim Rushlow. The original keyboardist Brady Seals went solo mid to late 90's, but alas, I badgered my way in. Tim Rushlow and I have spoken via Twitter and Instagram, and I will find my way in and get his autograph SOME HOW. When he isn't singing at Presidential Inaugurations. Day 40: Meme day. Also, I started this blog series on October 31st, and today is December 23rd. I lost time when my laptop died, and I did the math in my head. I should never do the math in my head. I googled the days, and it says I should be on day 53. Not 40. SO, I am forfeiting the days and will just do this thing by the week. Am I even on the correct week? Who knows. Thursday. I so miss Christmas time as a child. I had a flashback yesterday, I haven't smelled the perfume Wild Heart since my early teens, but I remembered it, and all of the Christmases around that time. Going to my Daddy's family for Christmas Eve, and then to my Mother's side. There was always a ton of food. Everything smelled like wood and cigarette smoke. Coming home to watch A Christmas Story. Seeing the Nativity scene at the Methodist church. Hearing and smelling fireworks from the neighbor's house. Waking up in the middle of the night, nothing but the glow of the Christmas Tree and seeing if Santa had came. Waking my family up at 5:30am to open presents. The house smells like turkey. Everything is different now, but I hope the memories that Lily has when she gets older will be good ones. Friday: Scott and I exchanged our gifts to each other this afternoon. He is currently in the kitchen with the gun cleaning kit. I am just waiting for a Lifetime special to be made. We went to my Mother's. She spit out the food I brought, but everyone else ate all of it. We ate, played games, shot fireworks, and took family pictures. I don't have the pictures yet of all of us, but I took a couple of everyone. We played Scattergories. Some answers from tonight: Name something you see at a wedding- Masking Tape Name something that is cold: Antelope Name something you grab when walking out the door: Condoms Tomorrow is Christmas!!!! Happy Holidays, y'all! Watching the LSU game, Queso knew that we were watching the wrong team. Day 30: A Sunday spent watching sports, catching up on reading, and again, watching Star Wars. I read a lot, but I read so many books at a time, it takes a while to complete one. I didn't come close to my reading goal. Day 31: So. I go into work Monday. The only thing that I have to say is, and pardon my French, is this is some hee-haw hillbilly kind of bullshit. I open the fridge..... I love my workplace though! My boss was so proud of his deer, he is going to have the head mounted. I made the mistake of asking what was in the trash bag. Yeah....it's the skin. I did NOT take a look. I tried to prank my coworker into opening the freezer, but he was there when it was brought in. Drat. Day 32: I can't take him anywhere. Day 33: I am sure I will do a year-end blog, but 2020, it was not good. Last year my physical health was much worse, but this year was not a good year mentally. I cried too much, I worried too much, I drank too much, I argued too much. But...my family made it through okay. Scott and I are okay. We did not take a financial hurt, we both have worked steadily, and our dog Callie is still with us. We added 2 mean cats to the family. By no means would I want to relive this year, but we made it. Day 34: Two years ago today. She is growing up way too fast. She has me wrapped around her finger. I am pretty sure she just likes me because I buy her stuff, but you know what? I'll take it. Day 35: I leave you this week with some of my favorite meme's. 'Twas a good work week. Next week is Christmas! I hope y'all have a good week!
Day 22: Bailey is 23! The Starshine of all of our lives. Scott and I made a quick trip to Target to where I bought nothing of substance. Day 23: Sunday was a lazy day. I read, napped, watched old Christmas movies and Star Wars. I still have no smell or taste, but I did learn that my tongue reacts to lemon. Day 24: Jack West! Book 6! I waited two years for this, and ordered my copy from New Zealand so I didn't have to wait for the May US release. Day 25: Easy work day. Had possibly the world's greatest cheeseburger for lunch, despite the fact that I could only taste a tiny bit of it. Day 26: Some days I want to come home, change into sweats, grab a book, and get into bed. Today was that day. I may have written before about my love for the story of the missionaries that went to Ecuador in the 1950's and were killed. I read a book in school, Through the Gates of Splendor, and then later the son of one of the missionaries went back and befriended the man who killed his father, and later relocated his family to the jungle, a book and documentary the End of the Spear and Beyond the Gates of Splendor. There is a book recently released about the wife of one of the missionaries, Elisabeth Elliot. I love love any information that I can read about this story. Day 27: I put up a "kind of tree" this year. Day 28: End to a good week. Good drivers, slowly regaining my smell and taste. No cough, no fever. Scott may have scratched his eye in his sleep. Jack Sparrow IS his idol.... Here is to another good week! So, while beginning the blog for Week 3, my laptop decided it had enough. I tried everything to get it back up running, but alas, no.
I broke down and bought a new one. My entire existence was on the last one. Sigh. Not much has happened though, I am still sick, it's cold (yay), and I am currently sucked into a David Koresh/Waco/government conspiracy that I can't dig myself out of. I will post more when I decide whose fault it was. That's all I have for now. Regular blogging will resume. Day 8: The election results came in today. I have heard so many negative things from some, people talking about Civil War, freedoms being taken away, and the other half are dancing in the streets and see nothing but hope. This was how Scott and I deal with things: Day 9: Alex Trebek died, y'all. So one of my favorite memories of living at home with my parents was Jeopardy! We would yell, argue, and of course I kept score. Watching Jeopardy! over the last few years brings back nothing but good memories. Alex Trebek was a funny, caring, cool dude. I am not okay. Day 10: Yesterday was the last NASCAR race of the season. A lot of people like Jimmie Johnson, he is a 7-time Cup Champion, and undeniably one of the best drivers to ever take the wheel. Some people I know started a #teamnoJimmie campaign. It's called balance. I don't like goodbyes. For anything. It was emotional, seeing a driver I have watched for 15 years leave. I was heartbroken already because of Alex Trebek, and this just made me a snotty mess. Super proud of Chase Elliot and his first Cup Championship win. Day 11: I did not sleep one minute last night. Snorey McSnoreface never shut up, he said he couldn't wear his CPAP mask, because it irritated his facial hair. I went to the living room, but that confused the dog, who paced back and forth, and the ice maker decided that we needed like 9 gallons of ice, and it never stopped. I just stayed awake and then went to work. Speaking of work, the things you see: ( I did not take these pictures, I just happened to pass by and see it live) I may have went to sleep while eating dinner..... Y'all know what's messed up? I put the cats out in the morning, and when I come home from work I always feed them on the porch. They stay outside, and even if I leave the door open, they want nothing to do with me and my peasantry. But let this Mack Daddy come home from work... Day 12: Day 13: Have you ever had a day where just every single thing pisses you off? That was me today. It was so bad, that my chest was hurting, my blood pressure was sky high, and my anger threshold was borderline insane. What happened? Nothing. Literally...nothing. I don't know if it was anxiety, depression, deep internal rage? Luckily it went away, but I did go to bed at 8:20. I was like, uh, love y'all, deuces! Day 14: Happy Birthday to me! Just another work day. Came home, laid in bed with my iTunes until Scott got home from work, ate quickly and then went to bed. All I wanted for my birthday dinner was some onion rings and a Cuban sandwich (that he is making for me on Sunday). I stopped to see the fam, and recieved a nice bag o' goodies. I love the card that Lily made for me. She is on the left dressed as a dinosaur (my fave), and I am on the right holding pizza and a Diet Mtn Dew. Happy Friday the 13th! Day 1: I am going to try to start back blogging on the regular. I cannot promise quality material. Halloween to Halloween. Today of course is my favorite day of the year. We went to Shreveport to start wedding dress shopping for "person who has not officially announced her engagement". I can't show any pictures of the dresses she tried on yet, but I did take a quick snap of right before she started. We made it home, and I have been parked on the couch since. Watching Hocus Pocus of course. I had the cutest unicorn trick or treater! I'm yelling timber! Day 2: Typical Sunday stuff. There have been a few baseball transactions in my life that have broken my heart. This was just as bad as the Dale Murphy, Ryan Klesko, and Kevin Millwood. Chris Devenski is no longer an Astro. We share a birthday and everything. Day 3: This week Lily has #redribbonweek. Day 4: Election Day. I am not particularly thrilled either way for the outcome, I can just only pray that people act right and are kind to each other. Day 5: Today I was tested for COVID. By far the worst thing that has ever been up my nose. I also cooked! Cheesy, Beefy, Greeny Casserole Day 6: My COVID results were negative :) I feel this calls for a celebration of a really large iced coffee and hummus with naan bread. Day 7: Still awaiting election results. Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram are all being rude. I can't wait to see how many people are going to "leave Facebook" this time. Same when Obama won. It has been a pretty laid back week. I am off from work for a few days as a precaution. I keep torturing myself trying to play piano, but all I end up doing is throwing stuff. I get daily emails for cheap/free books. I couldn't let that title go without bringing up the obvious . Here is to another week! Let us all show respect for one another, and someone please come fold all of my laundry for me. So I survived another hurricane. Not fun. The day of, Scott and I both worked, but we knew it wasn't going to get bad until that night. I was nervous to be at home for the 12-ish hour storm because we live under so many trees, but my boss man was like feel free to go to the office if you don't feel safe. He didn't have to ask me twice. I literally begged my family to join me. It was not ideal, but at least the building itself was secure. But no. They made me tear up from worrying. I packed a bag of drinks, snacks, 2 pillows, and a blanket, and off we went. The night wasn't so bad, but around 4am it got pretty hairy. I have another video of me actually out in it like a weather reporter, but the language isn't very PG. Neither one of us slept, so by the time it started to die down, we laid on the floor. Of the classroom, LOL. After thumbing through the weather channel, and asking folks back home were the roads clear, off we went. I didn't take too many pics, I was driving, traffic was horrific, and trees and power lines were down everywhere. This is when we knew that it was going to be a day or two before we got power. It ended up being 8 days total, but we had no idea at this time. So we get home, thankfully no major damage, the house is hot as expected. We get a heat advisory alert on our phones! Seriously Mother Nature! No power, and you're gonna hit us with triple digit temperatures! Scott and I spent a lot of time on the porch. The neighbors saw a lot of our flesh. Before Laura, if I had to go to my car or check the mail and I was wearing shorts, I would either wait until it got dark or change into pants because of my white scarred up legs. AND, not even Scott got to see me in a sleeveless shirt. Yeah......flesh was seen. The first night I tried to sleep in the house, but with zero air moving, around 3am I got in my car. I had a nice pattern for 7 nights. I would crank the car, set a timer for 30 min. I would wake up, kill the car, and when I would naturally wake up because I was sweating or couldn't breathe, I would crank the car, and set another timer. The second night, Scott set up the tent. I did try to stay all night but this was the night I did not sleep at all. It was so hot and humid, there were owls, dogs, everything smelled of dog poop, and I had to put on shoes to go inside to the bathroom. I ended up back in the car. The tent though, was nice. Very spacious. We put two queen sized mattresses, a cooler, and there was room for more. Since I was awake at 5:00am, I figured I may as well go inside before the sun would rise, and try to organize the house. When I got the text from SWEPCO that it would be 7 days before the power was back on, that killed all morale. I did try to sleep in the tent one more time, but it was more humid and sticky than the previous night. Apparently I was the only one having trouble sleeping. I, however, have become quite accustomed to the car. With us spending so much time on the porch with the heat warnings, I hung an old COMFORTER to block out the sun. I have since bought a bamboo shade/privacy screen, but for 7 days, this is what the neighbors had to see. Callie was confused as to what all was going on. She stayed right under our feet. When parts of Natchitoches regained power, the lines for gas were miles and hours long. Luckily we both filled up the night of the hurricane. We drove around a lot. One, soaking in the ac from the car/truck and two, looking at all of the damage. You can clearly tell the pictures that I took from a moving car, and the ones that someone took standing still from an actual camera. Many lineman have stated that in all of the years that they have been doing this job, this is the worst damage that they have seen to the lines/poles. When I started back to work, I saw so many houses with roof damage, missing carports, crushed back porches, endless miles of tarps temporarily serving as shelter. In Gorum, I saw two houses completely demolished. We were so incredibly blessed, not only because we had very little damage, we were blessed in neighbors, family, and friends. My neighbors offered us utilities, they brought us food, friends offered lodging, generators, gas cans, the outpouring of love was overwhelming. It became the norm for nighttime to come, and Scott and I say our love you/goodnights, and he go to the tent and I get in the car. I learned on night 3 to take melatonin. There were many trips trying to find ice. Incredibly grateful to all of the local businesses in our area that provided free ice, water, and food. I don't know why I was so worried about ice, and then I would flip out when it melted. When it hit me that we didn't actually NEED ice, my blood pressure went down. All of the fridge/freezer food had to be thrown out. And OMG, let's not talk about the chicken sludge I had to clean up out of the top freezer. All the food in the deep freezer survived. We had many fancy meals like this on the porch. Did I mention that we ran out of water? Let me tell you that when it came back on, I took the longest coldest shower of my life. I didn't even care that I had to wrap up my hair in a tshirt because we had no clean towels. So we pretty much just sat around in the sweltering heat, drove around, and ate junk food. I don't think that I have ever witnessed Scott do yard work. These lovely ladies were going around taking families water and food. Slowly but surely everyone started the get power back. On the original day that SWEPCO said that it would be restored, they backed it up 3 more days. I kind of had a meltdown. With so many offering to help, and my stubborn self kept saying "thank you!!" but yet not accepting their offer, my lovely friend was like "dude, I am bringing you a generator tonight, go get gas". So I did. We were able to run two fans, plug up the freezer, and most importantly, my ice maker. We have an a/c window unit, but I was afraid to plug it in, I didn't want to overwhelm the generator. Yeah....I plugged it in the next night. When I woke up I had an epiphany: When my sister got power, I loaded up all of my dirty drawers and towels and headed to her house. And then.....I got the call. The power was back on. I just started throwing clothes into baskets, "Love ya'll, see you later!!" When I got home and saw my porch light on, I wanted to cry. I went inside and every light was turned on. So beautiful. Slowly but surely life is going back to normal. There is still a lot of damage to be repaired in several nearby Parishes, but the community is strong. I would rather not do this again for a very long time. I'll say it again, we were very blessed to not have major damage, and I will never forget the love and compassion from so many. I didn't prepare a blog for March. It was in case, a dumpster fire.
I had to get permanent eyeglasses, we are under quarantine for a global pandemic, there is a nut in Oklahoma with 287 tigers, 2 husbands, and a Prince Albert, and despite thousands of people dying, folks won't stay home. March 21st was my last day at work, and I have no idea when the state will allow us to reopen. I don't mind being at home, I have a ton of housework to do, books to read, and shows to catch up on. I worry about my husband going to work every day and getting sick. I worry about my family catching the virus. I just....worry. 4, is the number of panic attacks that I have had in the month of March. I have employers that check in on me to make sure that I am well, and I cannot be more grateful. I hope everyone stays safe, stays healthy, and for the love of our Good Lord, stay away from others. You would think being the shortest month of the year that I would be more on the ball, seeing as how I am finishing this on March the 5th. Negative Space Ranger. 1. I am beginning the month exhausted and feeling like poo. This is just what my face looks like. 2. It must be something in the air, because Scott has been sick for a couple of days. He swears it is not because he eats his steak like this. 3. At least one of us can catch a fish 4. Go grocery shopping with your spouse, they said..... 5. 100th Day of School for Lil! 6. Some days it be like that 7. Cows, y'all. Forgive my junky camera phone that blurred everything 8. Apologies. It's true, though 9. 10. So I made a new recipe today. I was going to blog it as I cooked. This is literally the only picture that I remembered to take. The meal was a nah. 11. There was a fatal wreck today in town. Traffic was backed up for hours. :( 12. Not healthy, but oh so tasty 13. I do not believe that there is a more iconic picture 14. Happy Valentine's Day. I only saw Scott for like an hour, so enjoy this recycled picture from 9 years ago. 15. Scott and I on are day-late Valentine's Day date. At an Exxon. 16. Since I am recycling, this was an LOL moment when Scott was absolutely starving on Christmas morning, and he savored every nibble of this biscuit he hijacked. 17. Now I am years deep in this decade old album 18. We acquired a reclining love seat today. For free! I am too lazy to get up a take a picture of what it looks like in our house. 19. On a sad note, on the way to pick up this love seat, I dropped and shattered my phone. Granted the speaker didn't work, and it took blurry pictures, I was sad to see it go. I got a new one, and the update is going, uh....well 20. Word to ya mother 21. Presh 22. In Louisiana, flooded ditches are picture worthy 23. 24. Lily having a fashion show 25. Day off. 3 books in my lap. NASCAR. Scott was grilling outside. Nice. 26. Rebecca, Lily, and I took a trip to Shreveport. Mainly for food, haha 27. 28. And we're back at the Exxon... 29. I close this month on what it is like being married to me... Get ready....next month I get permanent eyeglasses..... |
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