Saturday, June 3, 2017

Day 26 My Three favorite blogs


  1. First and foremost, my most favorite blog is over at the  Simply Moms Blog.  I have known Jennifer since my middle daughter was 7 months old. Back then we had a message board she ran and I chatted in every day.  I met so many people through there and learned so much. With the birth of Facebook, as it grew, message boards went into the background. She still has a blog and I love to follow it.
  2. I have followed Smiles and Trials for a while but haven't commented in a while.  They have chosen to open their home and hearts to children who needed a forever family. Kids who have faced many challenges and you can see the love through the posts.  
  3. I also follow my long time friend from back in college days over at Sweet Tea With Lemon, Just another mom, like me, doing her best to raise faith-filled children the best way she knows how with the help of the Lord she loves so much.
The original topic was supposed to be about my FIVE favorite blogs, but some of the people I used to follow haven't blogged in years.  I know how that is...life...it keeps you busy.  

Tuesday, May 9, 2017

Day 25: My Best Physical Features

Okay, so this topic makes me uncomfortable. I don't like talking about myself and tend to see my flaws more than my best. I will give it the old college try.

My best feature I think is my blue eyes. They are an uncommon blue. People have commented often on my eyes. I even had someone once ask me "Are those your real eyes". No, why I just swap them out every day according to my mood. LOL LOL LOL. My eye color comes from my great grandfather and a "side effect" of a genetic syndrome that we were diagnosed with when my youngest was 4. It is called Noonan's syndrome and among its features is light colored eyes. We really don't have bad effects from the syndrome. I thank the Lord for the genetics that gave me my blue eyes.

Okay, so hmm, another physical feature that is a good..........hard to say.  Hmmm, thinking. I will say my small hands. I have small hands and this can be quite a benefit at times. I can reach into small crevices to retrieve things.

I kind of think being short has been a positive thing.  It has its drawbacks but on a whole being short has worked out just fine for me.

Finally, I guess I would say that my family tends to "age" well. We look younger than we are in reality.  At almost 50, I love the shocked looks when people find out my age. It's hilarious. I have even had people ask me "Are you sure"?  Yeah, pretty sure I am almost 50. I also loved it when I was pregnant with my kids. My first pregnancy was at age 32 and people thought I was a teenager. I had some interesting looks and encounters with people who thought I was a teenage pregnant girl. I can't tell you the times someone asked me "where are your parents"?  LOL, My answer "I AM the parent". LOL


Monday, May 8, 2017

Day 24: A difficult time in my life.

Okay, I am going to cheat a little on this one because there are some things you just do not share on the world wide web.  Difficult times are something we all face at some point for many numerous reasons. The only thing I can say is that if it were not for my faith in God, there are times I would have given up during those difficult times. There have been times that I have cried myself to sleep. There have been times that I did not think things would get better. It is in those moments that I rely on God, one moment at a time. It is those times that I go inward and pray and write in my journals or just keep it to myself. I do this on purpose. There are some things that just have to stay between yourself and your Lord.

I don't know anyone on the planet that doesn't have difficult times. However, we have to choose how to react and how to move on.  Sure, I have had my pity party day in the midst of the storm, but when it comes down to it, I know the ONE who can speak peace be still to my troubled heart and give me an assurance that yes, I will indeed make it through.

Tuesday, May 2, 2017

Day 23: Pet Peeves

I am a pretty easygoing, laid back person. It generally, takes a lot to get me rattled.  I guess where pet peeves are concerned..................they would have to be............



  1. When people act like they are listening but you can tell they aren't really listening.
  2. When people treat children like they are imbeciles and talk down to them.
  3. When people judge others for parenting over things that are really trivial. I mean we are all doing the best we can with the knowledge we have at the given moment. Accidents and mistakes happen. It doesn't make a person a bad parent when those things happen.
  4. When people call things abuse that is not really abused. Some things, are just a difference in parenting and not abuse.  I have worked in the child abuse field as a social worker. I have seen what real abuse entails.
  5. When people spill water, or drop ice on the floor and don't clean it up and I find it with my sock.
  6. When the same people, spill sprite or something sticky and just wipe it up without cleaner and either my foot or sock sticks to the floor. CRINGE...LOL
  7. When you are expecting someone at a certain time and they don't call you to tell you plans have changed and they are going to be running later than planned. I don't mind you being late, but if you know, please call and let me know and then I will not worry said person is beside the road in a ditch somewhere.
  8. Pollen...okay not really a pet peeve but my nose from our high pollen counts is driving me nuts.  AAAAAAAAAAAAAA cccccchoooooooooo.
  9. The fact men lose weight so much easier than women. I know it is nature, but still. Ugh, I just want to lose as easy as my husband does.
  10. When I forget to do something I promised or have to back out on something I said I would do due to unforeseen circumstances. I get it happens but I  hate when I have it happen.

Thursday, April 27, 2017

Day 22: 10 Favorite Songs

Picking favorite songs is very hard.  I love music, especially hymns and praise and worship music. So I will pick 10 but let's just say there are so many songs that I love.

  1.  First and foremost is the hymn In The Garden. My Mama sang it to me when I was a baby and the song is about the music as much as the love behind it when she sang it to me. I, in turn, sang it to my own babies.
  2. The hymn, One Day At A Time that my grandmother sang while working around her home. Oh, how I love that song.
  3. The hymn, Oh, How I Love Jesus. All the women in my life who loved me sang this to me. My Mama, My grandmothers, and my Aunt Hester. 
  4. I love the praise and worship song Our God Is An Awesome God by Michael W. Smith. I sang this at every youth service, youth camp, or youth conference I ever went to when I was a teenager. I love this song. It is full of joy and how awesome our God is....
  5. Shake by Mercy Me because it makes my heart and soul want to dance, shout, and sing. click here to watch on you tube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o8k40xj5Exk
  6. Oh Holy Night, I love that song, the meaning behind it and the emotion of the true meaning of Christmas hidden in the words.
  7.  Overcomer by Mandisa:  click to see on youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b8VoUYtx0kw
  8. I love the song You Are My Sushine. I have sung it to my kids in my warbly, off tune voice since before they were born. 
  9. God's Not Dead by the Newsboys
  10. Finally the song, my husband sang to me on our wedding day during our wedding:  I Will Be Here by Steven Curtis Chapman.  I will be here link https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O1KsGtMZ9HI

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

Day 21: Something I miss

Today something I miss is a someone, actually two someones. My grandmothers. My Mama's mom, I called her Granny. I am named after her. Her name was Johnie Thelma and she was called Thelma. When I was born my Mama told my brother they would have to call my grandmother Granny instead of Granny Thelma,  because my name was Thelma. He was two. He told her to call me Granny! LOL. My Granny was one of the best prayer warriors I have ever known. When we spent the night she would read from the Bible and the Word would come ALIVE. It was the way she read it. Her prayers were the same. I often would open my eyes and peek just to see if Jesus was actually standing in our presence because not only did she talk to Him as you would your best friend; her prayers brought the presence of God into the room. You could feel His presence when she prayed and I knew that I was in the presence of God when she prayed.  She had faith that would move mountains. She loved with all her heart and she was so kind.  I lost her to cancer when I was 9. I still remember the last time I saw her eyes filled with love and the sorrow of having to say goodbye. The ambulance took her away that day and I watched as it left until it faded into the distance. Back in that day, your loved one was brought  home in the casket and sat in your front room while people came to pay their respects. The day she came home from the funeral home....I threw the door open wide "Granny is here, Granny is here". A well meaning Aunt pulled me back and said...HUSH get out of the way.  My mother stepped forward and told her "leave her alone, this is the last time she will welcome her Granny home and I don't care who it bothers".  That meant the world to me.  I remember her blush pink casket and the white satin where she lay. I remember people saying how "good" she looked and I was confused. She didn't look good to me, she looked gone and cold and absent and I stood willing her to breath. I said goodbye but my Granny never left me. She left a permanent imprint upon my life. If, I can be half the woman my Granny was, I will be proud.

My Dad's Mom, was Grandma Lois. Her middle name was Inez which is also my middle name. I had my Grandma Lois until I was in my 20s.  Oh how I loved her. She would walk her garden singing to her Savior, One day at a time, sweet Jesus...............oh I can still hear her in my mind. Her voice a bit quavery from the aging process but oh so sweet filled with love. She loved me and she taught me about canning fruit and vegetables. She taught me about sewing and gardening. She taught me about cooking and love. Her house always smelled of tea cake, fried chicken and biscuits. You never left her home hungry. She was our biggest defender if we were in trouble with our parents, and told them relax, they will be grown soon enough, let them be kids. However, she did not tolerate disobedience or disrespect. She never ever had to punish me. It took just one word and I corrected my ways.  I also lost her to cancer. I remember the last time I saw her, my sister was brushing her beautiful silver hair and we kissed her goodnight. We had to go home and were coming back after church the next day. Early that Sunday morning we got the call that she had slipped quietly and peacefully into eternity with a smile on her face and a gentle sigh.

Both of my grandmothers had such an impact on my life that I know without a doubt they are partially responsible for my faith in Christ today. They are the reason I know Jesus can be your best friend and oh how I miss them. I wouldn't want them to suffer but oh, how they would love my children.

The Clancy of Queens

I found the story fascinating but hard to follow at times. I enjoy reading about the lives of others, how they view life and how they get through the things they get through.  It was very real and although, for my taste a little too much on language and such, it's real life.  If you want to read about life from a kid caught between two worlds, you will enjoy this. It gives you a glimpse into another time, another place, and another culture. I normally don't read or finish books with foul language but I kept reading this one because of the fact, this was her life as she lived it. If I as a Christian can't understand people simply because they curse or do things I wouldn't do, then I can relate to others as they are.  However, I do think the story can be told without all the colorful adjectives of curse words. I respect authors a little more when they can tell their story without cursing. 

I appreciate being able to be involved with the Blogging for Books program. I love the books that I receive and enjoy authors I have never read before. The fact I receive these books does not and will not influence my review or rating.