Choices for future vacation home.............one comes with it's own swimming spot.
Tuesday, October 06, 2009
farm animals
I love the picture of the cows..........I love cows, PERIOD!
I think they're big, cute, and they mind their own business.
barn art
More tobacco drying in the barn.
Tha painting over the barn door is called a Barn Quilt..........it seems to be all the rave out in the county.
Tha painting over the barn door is called a Barn Quilt..........it seems to be all the rave out in the county.
our day
Boyfriend woke me early this morning to see if I still wanted to go barn looking.............I did want to go........I wanted a day away from my recent reality.........I was giving myself permission to get away, to have some fun, and some time to decompress.
So we showered, had coffee, took daughter to school, and then away we went to barn land.
I was excited...........
In the following blogs I'll post pictures from our day................I don't know how to get them all in this post......
So we showered, had coffee, took daughter to school, and then away we went to barn land.
I was excited...........
In the following blogs I'll post pictures from our day................I don't know how to get them all in this post......
Monday, October 05, 2009
old barns and pollyanna
I love barns....always have......like the way they look.....the way they smell.................when I was a young girl I remember taking long rides in the country with my dad. We'd stop to explore old barns, and abandoned houses.
They held mysteries..........I loved trying to figure it out...to put together the picture/story of the family who used to live there.........and exploring the barns for treasures....there was always one to be found.......even if it was just a page from an old book.
I'm going to ask boyfriend if he'll spend the day with me tomorrow looking at barns.
They attempted to wake Bubba from a drug induced sleep but turned back because Bubs heart rate went crazy.
My boys, and my exhusband believe Clinton will wake and be the same as before. And the Pollyanna part of me tells me "Well! It's possible!"
For now I'm trying really hard to ignore the logical, practical part of my thinking.......I hear it, but I'm just going to go ahead with what Pollyanna is saying until/if that bubble bursts.
They held mysteries..........I loved trying to figure it out...to put together the picture/story of the family who used to live there.........and exploring the barns for treasures....there was always one to be found.......even if it was just a page from an old book.
I'm going to ask boyfriend if he'll spend the day with me tomorrow looking at barns.
They attempted to wake Bubba from a drug induced sleep but turned back because Bubs heart rate went crazy.
My boys, and my exhusband believe Clinton will wake and be the same as before. And the Pollyanna part of me tells me "Well! It's possible!"
For now I'm trying really hard to ignore the logical, practical part of my thinking.......I hear it, but I'm just going to go ahead with what Pollyanna is saying until/if that bubble bursts.
Friday, October 02, 2009
Big Eared Pierce not worth a dime?
I was driving home from taking daughter to school this morning feeling optimistic about the day ahead of me. I was actually in the mood to clean & was planning in my head what room to start with first............I was also thinking about the big H.S.. football game tonight. The winner of the game gets to take to their school "The Bell" and have the year and their teams name engraved on it. It's been 11 years since our team has taken the bell.........the buzz this year though is that we're gonna take it..................................so while thinking about cleaning and the big game, Bubba came to mind......and I thought about how he's in that hospital bed with his skull cap off. I choked back tears....(it's stupid to choke back tears when you're alone in a car. I mean what's the point?)................but it made my heart and stomach ache even more........I opted to just let go and cry.............................. then I remembered how big eared, ugly, mother fucker is sitting in jail because apparently, and this is just my opinion, but apparently Big Eared Uglies family doesn't think he's worth the $5000.00 it would take to get him out of jail. The thought of him sitting in jail gave me pleasure.
When I got home from taking daughter to school I made a couple loafs of banana bread.......one with walnuts, one with walnuts and cranberries. The cheerleaders are having a bake sale today.
It looks and smells pretty good.
Son got home from work lastnight around 1am. He was running the vacuum at 2.............:O)
When I got home from taking daughter to school I made a couple loafs of banana bread.......one with walnuts, one with walnuts and cranberries. The cheerleaders are having a bake sale today.
It looks and smells pretty good.
Son got home from work lastnight around 1am. He was running the vacuum at 2.............:O)
Thursday, October 01, 2009
thursday
I went shopping today. I bought some serving bowls for Thanksgiving dinner, and cloth napkins.
I also bought a new table cloth for the dining room table, and candles.
I bought a book to read if I can't sleep tonight. It's "The Book Of Bright Ideas." Looks like it might be pretty good.
I callled my oldest son this evening while he 's at work.I left a message on his phone telling him that he is to come home from work tonight and clean his room............that would include bringing his dirty dishes upstairs to the kitchen sink.......putting his dirty towels in the laundry, picking up all his dirty clothes, changing his bed linens ect.
His room looks disgusting.
I had to go in his room to get to a storage room to get my Halloween decorations. I wasn't nosing around.
I also left a message telling him to get up earlier than usual tomorrow because I expect him to mow the lawn before he goes to work.
When he moved back home he agreed he'd cut the grass for me every weekend. It's all I asked from him............well that and for him to start saving some money. He has missed cutting the grass the past 2 weekends. Pisses me off. He should live up to his responsibilities...............and he's more than old enough to clean up after hisself. What the fuck?!
I want it done, and I want it done tomorrow........ that's what I told him.
I went to Lowes today and picked out carpeting for my living rm, dining rm., and hallway.
I couldn't decide on a color. It's between Cheyenne Rock and Light Chocolate. We'll see.
Nothing new to report about Bubba.
I was looking at the picture of the guy who attacked him. He's one ugly, big eared, dumb looking mother fucker!
I also bought a new table cloth for the dining room table, and candles.
I bought a book to read if I can't sleep tonight. It's "The Book Of Bright Ideas." Looks like it might be pretty good.
I callled my oldest son this evening while he 's at work.I left a message on his phone telling him that he is to come home from work tonight and clean his room............that would include bringing his dirty dishes upstairs to the kitchen sink.......putting his dirty towels in the laundry, picking up all his dirty clothes, changing his bed linens ect.
His room looks disgusting.
I had to go in his room to get to a storage room to get my Halloween decorations. I wasn't nosing around.
I also left a message telling him to get up earlier than usual tomorrow because I expect him to mow the lawn before he goes to work.
When he moved back home he agreed he'd cut the grass for me every weekend. It's all I asked from him............well that and for him to start saving some money. He has missed cutting the grass the past 2 weekends. Pisses me off. He should live up to his responsibilities...............and he's more than old enough to clean up after hisself. What the fuck?!
I want it done, and I want it done tomorrow........ that's what I told him.
I went to Lowes today and picked out carpeting for my living rm, dining rm., and hallway.
I couldn't decide on a color. It's between Cheyenne Rock and Light Chocolate. We'll see.
Nothing new to report about Bubba.
I was looking at the picture of the guy who attacked him. He's one ugly, big eared, dumb looking mother fucker!
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
dude needs to pay the piper
So I ended up sleeping away the day.
I got out of bed at 4pm...................I called the police to tell them that the guy who ran over my son, and who has a bench warrent, lives at the same address as the one on the police report......and that he continues to drive the off white cadillac seville even though he is uninsured and has a suspended license.
I reminded them that he's had a warrent since August 18th.............and I let them know that one of their own cops lives 2 doors down from Dude. I expressed my irritation that they've yet to arrest him. Granted I know it's not like a serial murder case. But Dude hurt my son while breaking the law............... and then broke it again. The Mother Fucker needs to pay the Piper......
I also called the DMV today to report that Dude is using Ohio tags while living in Kentucky. That means he's not paying Kentucky property tax. Ohioans do not paY property tax on their vehicles............The DMV gave me a number to call in Frankfort Ky. to report Dude..........and so I did report him....finally........it felt good. He's gonna be fucked and that makes me happy.
I got out of bed at 4pm...................I called the police to tell them that the guy who ran over my son, and who has a bench warrent, lives at the same address as the one on the police report......and that he continues to drive the off white cadillac seville even though he is uninsured and has a suspended license.
I reminded them that he's had a warrent since August 18th.............and I let them know that one of their own cops lives 2 doors down from Dude. I expressed my irritation that they've yet to arrest him. Granted I know it's not like a serial murder case. But Dude hurt my son while breaking the law............... and then broke it again. The Mother Fucker needs to pay the Piper......
I also called the DMV today to report that Dude is using Ohio tags while living in Kentucky. That means he's not paying Kentucky property tax. Ohioans do not paY property tax on their vehicles............The DMV gave me a number to call in Frankfort Ky. to report Dude..........and so I did report him....finally........it felt good. He's gonna be fucked and that makes me happy.
wed
I just ate a half dozen homemade chocolate chip cookies.
My son has bronchitis and strep throat.
I made the cookies for him to make him feel better and was planning on dropping them off
to him at his dads house.
Luckily I made 2 dozen.
Not sure what I'm going to do today.
I'm thinking about doing some work in the yard.
I think I'm going to have to build a wall to replace
the wall we recently knocked down/dug out.
Boyfriend says I don't need to build a wall & that
he doesn't understand my logic.
I told him he doesn't understand my logic, or where I'm coming from because he is NOT
a woman......nor was he ever a single parent. So
I broke it down for him.
I think he's biting his tongue.
It's
about time someone else does.
I'm still a smoker who no longer smokes.
I'm not sure how long it's been..........I'm thinking it's been 10-12 weeks.
My nephew Bubba has pneumonia in both of his lungs.
He's still on life support.
They have him under an alias..................and he has a guard outside
his hosp. room.
The hosp. is only allowing his mother, my middle son, his sister, his father and one aunt to visit. PERIOD.
The rest of the family gets info. from the visiting family members.
I just want to hug him, and tell him I love him. I want our Bubba back..........so
I pray from the bottom of my soul, I hope with all of my heart, and I wish with all of my might.
It's all that I know to do.
My son has bronchitis and strep throat.
I made the cookies for him to make him feel better and was planning on dropping them off
to him at his dads house.
Luckily I made 2 dozen.
Not sure what I'm going to do today.
I'm thinking about doing some work in the yard.
I think I'm going to have to build a wall to replace
the wall we recently knocked down/dug out.
Boyfriend says I don't need to build a wall & that
he doesn't understand my logic.
I told him he doesn't understand my logic, or where I'm coming from because he is NOT
a woman......nor was he ever a single parent. So
I broke it down for him.
I think he's biting his tongue.
It's
about time someone else does.
I'm still a smoker who no longer smokes.
I'm not sure how long it's been..........I'm thinking it's been 10-12 weeks.
My nephew Bubba has pneumonia in both of his lungs.
He's still on life support.
They have him under an alias..................and he has a guard outside
his hosp. room.
The hosp. is only allowing his mother, my middle son, his sister, his father and one aunt to visit. PERIOD.
The rest of the family gets info. from the visiting family members.
I just want to hug him, and tell him I love him. I want our Bubba back..........so
I pray from the bottom of my soul, I hope with all of my heart, and I wish with all of my might.
It's all that I know to do.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
funeral day
The funeral for Joel, our family friend who passed away Friday was yesterday.
He was 23.............way too young to die ......................................his family had a "graveside" service though he was creamated, and not buried.
The pain on his fathers face broke my heart. When he told me though how the boys who grew up with Joel had been coming to his apartment daily since Joel died, and cooking with Joels dad to pass the time...........made me smile.........made him smile to.
When his younger brother hugged me and said "I love you" to me I felt so incredibly sad, and helpless.
The Christmas gift I gave to Joel 5 years ago(a picture of all the boys who grew up together in our neighborhood) was on display with other photos at the funeral. Joels mother pointed to the "gift" picture
and told me it was one of Joels few possessions.
I cried.....
We hugged.......................and I wondered to myself how she was managing to survive. I doubt I could do it.
He was 23.............way too young to die ......................................his family had a "graveside" service though he was creamated, and not buried.
The pain on his fathers face broke my heart. When he told me though how the boys who grew up with Joel had been coming to his apartment daily since Joel died, and cooking with Joels dad to pass the time...........made me smile.........made him smile to.
When his younger brother hugged me and said "I love you" to me I felt so incredibly sad, and helpless.
The Christmas gift I gave to Joel 5 years ago(a picture of all the boys who grew up together in our neighborhood) was on display with other photos at the funeral. Joels mother pointed to the "gift" picture
and told me it was one of Joels few possessions.
I cried.....
We hugged.......................and I wondered to myself how she was managing to survive. I doubt I could do it.
assholes
Contact:Tom Scheben, SpokesmanPublic Information Services859.334.3543tscheben@boonecountyky.org
September 28, 2009
On September 27, 2009 at 12:40 a.m. investigators arrested a Hebron, Kentucky man for the brutal, unprovoked attack of two men in the parking lot of The Briarwood, a reception hall/bar located in the 2100 block of Petersburg Road, which occurred some 22 hours earlier.
George Carmac III, 27 of Southgate, Kentucky was found unconscious in the parking lot by an employee on September 26, 2009 at 4:30 a.m. Carmac was taken to Saint Elizabeth Hospital (Florence) and then transferred to University Hospital where he underwent surgery for his life-threatening injuries. Carmac’s friend, Josh Lindsay, 27 of Hebron, Kentucky was also treated at University Hospital for his injuries.
Detectives who were called out on the case Saturday morning worked throughout the day and evening gathering facts. Their investigation led them back to The Briarwood where they located and arrested Joseph Pierce, 22 of Hebron, Kentucky for two (2) counts of Assault 1st degree, a class B felony punishable by 10–20 years in the state penitentiary. Pierce is lodged in the Boone County Detention Center in lieu of a $50,000 bond.
While the case is still under investigation, detectives believe Carmac and Linsday were attacked by Pierce and others as they walked out of the bar. Pierce continued to kick both men in the head after they were down.
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September 28, 2009
On September 27, 2009 at 12:40 a.m. investigators arrested a Hebron, Kentucky man for the brutal, unprovoked attack of two men in the parking lot of The Briarwood, a reception hall/bar located in the 2100 block of Petersburg Road, which occurred some 22 hours earlier.
George Carmac III, 27 of Southgate, Kentucky was found unconscious in the parking lot by an employee on September 26, 2009 at 4:30 a.m. Carmac was taken to Saint Elizabeth Hospital (Florence) and then transferred to University Hospital where he underwent surgery for his life-threatening injuries. Carmac’s friend, Josh Lindsay, 27 of Hebron, Kentucky was also treated at University Hospital for his injuries.
Detectives who were called out on the case Saturday morning worked throughout the day and evening gathering facts. Their investigation led them back to The Briarwood where they located and arrested Joseph Pierce, 22 of Hebron, Kentucky for two (2) counts of Assault 1st degree, a class B felony punishable by 10–20 years in the state penitentiary. Pierce is lodged in the Boone County Detention Center in lieu of a $50,000 bond.
While the case is still under investigation, detectives believe Carmac and Linsday were attacked by Pierce and others as they walked out of the bar. Pierce continued to kick both men in the head after they were down.
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Sunday, September 27, 2009
sunday
I can't sleep.
I'm tried but am too restless.
I just wrote a letter to daughters school principal.
I'm pissed at one of daughters teachers, wrote her a note......didn't like her response, so I wrote this guy..............................................I've decided I will no longer bite my tongue. Not just when it comes to daughters school...........but in all areas of my life.
I will be more assertive.
I will no longer worry whether or not people like me. Because that's usually the reason I keep my mouth shut. I'm worried people won't like me. Not so much anymore. I really just don't give a shit anymore.
If I have something to say, I'm going to say it.
I don't know if anyone reads this blog.
If you do....... would you do me a favor and say a little prayer for Clinton?
Thank you.
I'm tried but am too restless.
I just wrote a letter to daughters school principal.
I'm pissed at one of daughters teachers, wrote her a note......didn't like her response, so I wrote this guy..............................................I've decided I will no longer bite my tongue. Not just when it comes to daughters school...........but in all areas of my life.
I will be more assertive.
I will no longer worry whether or not people like me. Because that's usually the reason I keep my mouth shut. I'm worried people won't like me. Not so much anymore. I really just don't give a shit anymore.
If I have something to say, I'm going to say it.
I don't know if anyone reads this blog.
If you do....... would you do me a favor and say a little prayer for Clinton?
Thank you.
Sunday
I slept in today because I didn't want to face the world. My nephew by marriage is on life support.
While sleeping in I dreamt that older sister and I moved into an apartment
I lived in with my ex-husbnad before buying this house.
In the dream I was excited to be back at the apartment but gave no thought to having lived there with my exhusband. I think in the dream I had lived there by myslef.
I remember feeling very happy/excited about showing my sister around the building, and telling her about it's history.....(the building was a mansion built in the 1800's by a guy who made whiskey)............................and in the dream, 2 gay guys who were in a rock band named Piecies, lived upstairs from us, and I knew they'd become our best friends. I was excited about the future.
I woke and felt greatful that my phone hadn't rung through the night.
I knew it meant my nephew was still alive.
Son just left my bedroom. He told me the detectives have a guy in custody. He tells the following story to the police.
Apparently my nephew and his friend were leaving a bar.
A group of maybe 4 guys were outside the bar.
They called my nephew Goldilocks.
He has pretty,curly, blond hair.
Nephew and his friend ignored the guys and continued their
walk to nephews friends truck...............as they made it to the truck 2 of the 4 guys
jumped them...................they left nephews friend in the truck knocked out, and after nephew was knocked to the ground, they kicked him in the face and head multiple times.................nephew and friend laid there unconscious for several hours..........nephews brain was swelling. The breathing center of his brain is damaged,..............the frontal portion of his brain is also damaged..........he has multiple facial fractures, will lose an eye and his lung is damaged.......all because he has curly blond hair......................................................the neurologist has told my family, and my nephews family that most people with nephews injuries die. They've removed two pieces of skull to allow for swelling...........
I keep praying to and begging God to let him live, and to let his brain recover/heal...............................I don't know what else to do.
My heart hurts....it aches in my chest and in my stomach....................... my nephew, Bubba is what we call him, and what we've called him since he was a little guy in diapers........his real name is George Clinton.........he's an electrician.........one of the most polite, respectful, young guys I've ever known. A great person who would never hurt another human.
Maybe we need to teach our children it's okay to hurt another person if they're hurting you first...........not raise them to be so respectful and polite that they don't know when to tell an asshole to go fuck themselves..........or if someone hits you in the head, you hit them in the head, harder.
Maybe turning the other cheek isn't such a great thing to teach.
Where was God while my was nephew was turning the other cheek?
While sleeping in I dreamt that older sister and I moved into an apartment
I lived in with my ex-husbnad before buying this house.
In the dream I was excited to be back at the apartment but gave no thought to having lived there with my exhusband. I think in the dream I had lived there by myslef.
I remember feeling very happy/excited about showing my sister around the building, and telling her about it's history.....(the building was a mansion built in the 1800's by a guy who made whiskey)............................and in the dream, 2 gay guys who were in a rock band named Piecies, lived upstairs from us, and I knew they'd become our best friends. I was excited about the future.
I woke and felt greatful that my phone hadn't rung through the night.
I knew it meant my nephew was still alive.
Son just left my bedroom. He told me the detectives have a guy in custody. He tells the following story to the police.
Apparently my nephew and his friend were leaving a bar.
A group of maybe 4 guys were outside the bar.
They called my nephew Goldilocks.
He has pretty,curly, blond hair.
Nephew and his friend ignored the guys and continued their
walk to nephews friends truck...............as they made it to the truck 2 of the 4 guys
jumped them...................they left nephews friend in the truck knocked out, and after nephew was knocked to the ground, they kicked him in the face and head multiple times.................nephew and friend laid there unconscious for several hours..........nephews brain was swelling. The breathing center of his brain is damaged,..............the frontal portion of his brain is also damaged..........he has multiple facial fractures, will lose an eye and his lung is damaged.......all because he has curly blond hair......................................................the neurologist has told my family, and my nephews family that most people with nephews injuries die. They've removed two pieces of skull to allow for swelling...........
I keep praying to and begging God to let him live, and to let his brain recover/heal...............................I don't know what else to do.
My heart hurts....it aches in my chest and in my stomach....................... my nephew, Bubba is what we call him, and what we've called him since he was a little guy in diapers........his real name is George Clinton.........he's an electrician.........one of the most polite, respectful, young guys I've ever known. A great person who would never hurt another human.
Maybe we need to teach our children it's okay to hurt another person if they're hurting you first...........not raise them to be so respectful and polite that they don't know when to tell an asshole to go fuck themselves..........or if someone hits you in the head, you hit them in the head, harder.
Maybe turning the other cheek isn't such a great thing to teach.
Where was God while my was nephew was turning the other cheek?
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