Our only Christmas picture

We took pictures at Tom's family Christmas. Here is the only one we took of us this Christmas all together.


I then took some photographs of Tom's nieces...Kandise, who is in college at Memphis, Sierra who is in 8th grade and Sadie who is a Junior at high school. I think they are beautiful.

Cold December night...Random thoughts

I hate the cold...but as long as I am safe in my house and warm, I can deal with it...
Not sure why that came out...anyway, the kids just came running in her yelling "she barked, she barked" Sheba had obviously barked and they got so excited that I am sure she thought she did something wrong. How cute...
Tom likes to play with her in our bed. Of course, you know I am totally disgusted by this and absolutely refuse to let her come on my side of the bed. But she does have my heart, at least a little.

I have been off from work for almost two weeks...flat broke and looking fw to going back to work. I was praying tonight and was thinking how that the Lord had provided for us while I was off work... I will miss this coming paycheck and I know the Lord will take care of it for us. I sometimes get too excited and think that we are not going to make it, but HE always comes thru.

I am gonna TRY to blog more this year...so far, I am doing pretty good...just hope you don't get bored hearing about my life...
I would like you to leave me a comment if you stop by, so I know I am not blogging in vain, God forbid...LOL, I think I would blog even if no one read it...I just like to journal...always have...so anyway, leave me a comment.

DISGUSTING!!!!!!

Did I ever say how much I HATE animals in the house...??? I can't stand it, I like cleanliness!!!!
I told Morgan that I coudn't wait till she and Lukas got at least 5 years old, cause that way, I didn't have to diaper them, wipe thier butt, feed them, clean up after them...etc. I am such a horrible person, I know, but I just don't like things I have to clean up after.
Now, TOM, on the other hand, would live in pure dog poop, I think...so anyway, what got me so upset??? I had to come home today and the house had two piles of poop in it and it smelled bad!!! So that made me in a bad mood...yes, I know, the kids cleaned up after the dog, but still just the mess in my house...

Now, switching channels here...the puppy is so cute...I can't deny it. I just love it! Tom gave her a bath last night and she was mad at him and buried her head in the towel and wouldn't look at him...he went to her and lifted up her chin, but she just buried her head again! It was sooo cute... okay, so here is her picture...

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New Member of our family...

Well, Tom can't go for many days without a dog...so we drove for two hours to get a dog...a Mastiff. A 10 week old puppy. It is so cute...or should I say "she". She has been given the name, Queen of Sheba. She is registered. She will grow to be huge. Which we all tend to like large dogs in our family. We have done alot of research on this type of dog and it is going to be a different experience. They are quiet and reserved by nature. And it is so funny, cause this puppy has been here two days and we have only heard her whine a few times. She is so content just to lay around and sleep or do nothing. She is so cuddly and likes to love. I will post a picture of her sometime tomorrow.
If you can remember the movie, Turner and Hooch, this is a type of Mastiff in this movie...
We had to take her to church with us this morning since we stay in JC all day. She was content to stay in the car in her cage during church. Of course we let her out after church. She is just such a good puppy and I can't get over that...after Esther and Mordecia as puppies...they were everywhere and into everything!!!!
Sheba is the runt of the litter and she is small compared to her brother, whom we also got to see; this makes her seem more spoiled!!!!!
Okay, will post a photo soon!

In Memory...

I am heartbroken as I write this...Our family dog of 11 years has passed away.

Alot of you remember the 3 legged Rottwieler that we had. Her name was Esther.

It was very hard on us as a family, even though we knew her life expectancy was nearing an end and she had already outlived all of her siblings.

Last Saturday, we realized that we hadn't saw her in the past 10 or 12 hours. So we started making phone calls around to the neighbors and Dad stated that on Thursday, he had pulled her up out of the creek, thinking that she was stuck there. I doubted the stuck part, as she never had any problems getting anywhere with her 3 legs, but he did mention that she didn't get up and he just left her lying there. As Tom got home on that Saturday night, he went out in the rain and looked for her for about an hour. It was dark and he couldn't see that well...I called and called for her, the kids did the same. Several times, we broke down. Knowing that she woudl never run off, nor leave. The next day being Sunday, we were gone all day. We left food out, just in case she did make it to the porch. Sunday night, there was no sign on her and no one else in the neighborhood had saw her either. Monday we were sad; Morgan cried several times, but Lukas seemed to handle it well. On Wendnesday, Lukas and I went looking for her again during the day. Tom and I knew at this point that she was dead, we just had to find her body. I saw Tom's vehicle pull in the driveway that evening, but he never came in the house. I got a phonecall from him in the yard. It was Tom and he had found her. She had been lying in the creek, like she always did. She loved the creek and the water of any kind. I told Lukas we had found her and with tears flowing down my cheeks, I went outside to be with Tom. I knew this was gonna be hard for Tom, as his dog to him, is like a child. He just gets so attatched and Esther had definitely been his favorite dog, and one whom he had been with the longest. He met me and hugged me and we just stood quietly waiting on Luke. (Morgan was on a trip) In a second or two, he burst out of the house and with a wildly determined look, ran to the place where Tom had lain her. I think, by the look on his face, he thought she was still alive. He ran to her and stopped abruptly. Then immediatley turned and started bawling.

We stood silently crying as Tom finished digging her grave and I held him. He sobbed quietly the whole time.

For two days, he has done nothing but talk of her and complain of his stomach. I am sure it has upset him more deeply than we know.

Esther WAS the best dog I ever had!!!!

dissatisfied...

ARG! Tom had given me some money to go shopping...how depressing!!! I took 9 items of clothing into the dressing room...came out with 4 that I was actually gonna take home...and they didn't reach of the shelf and grab me....but since I needed some winter clothes, I got them anyway...I think I could shop for hours and still only find one or two items that I really liked...and the constraints of weight doesn't help any! I mean, if it were up to me, I would want to dress like a movie star all the time...is that flamboyant? yeah...that would probably be a good way to describe me...LOL
I need a haircut...i am tired of this stuff stringing in my face. I am tired of being at school trying to do something and my hair in my face. I need a new do...! any suggestions?
Gosh, am I hormonal or what!! nothing seems to satisfy me today. I am tired...want to take a nap... have a to-do list a mile long...want to take a nap...LOL
Tom called today to say he isn't feeling that great...ear hurting, throat hurting...I just need a nap...
Oh, and let me tell you what could be really dangerous right now...I have been getting on Ebay at school, just to pass some of my down time and I find myself bidding quite a bit! Oh, different things, books, scrap stuff, christmas presents...have actually won a few items...man, it is just to easy to pay online and it is over...just wait for the mail! So, i am trying not to get too addicted, cause that could cause some major financial difficulties!!! LOL
well, I am totally rambling my thoughts...will quit...right now...wait for a nap...

Obedience

I want to tell you about something that happened last Mondaynight...Something that was unexpected on my part but in a plan of God, obviously...
My SIL's ex SIL's house was in the process of burning up and since she was with me, we went by there to see the damage, etc. In the road stood the owners of the house. The lady was in her sock feet because she obviously didn't have time to grab her shoes. She was walking around in the water they had sprayed on her house...My first thought was to give her my shoes. I really just brushed it off but again the thought hit me...she needs shoes....you have shoes..give her yours...
I looked around at all the neighbors standing around and all the people who would see me take my shoes to her and felt embarrassed...I did hear someone say something about flip flops...In my mind, I am like, "what??? flip flops??? is that all we can get her????" So without thinking too much harder, I walked up the little hill where they were talking to the Red Cross about a room to stay for the night...I kindly stood there until I was acknowledged and asked her what size shoe she wore...she stated 8 1/2 . My shoes were 9's...I immediately took them off and gave them to her...of course she refused..but it was something I was supposed to do. She hugged me and I left... barefooted...feeling foolish...foolish, not because I had given her my shoes, but foolish because I didn't want anyone to think I was doing it for show. She didn't immediately put the shoes on, so of course I am thinking...well, she doesn't want my sweaty shoes...but later, right before we left, I saw her go behind a vehicle, pull off her wet sox and put on the shoes...
Our car was a little distance from the fire, so we had to walk down a road to get to our car...
Morgan was still in the hospital at this time so here I am going in the hospital barefooted...drove home and do you know...I expected my feet to be black..I mean, I had walked on two different pavements and I really did expect my feet to be dirty...not that it was an issue...you know, just an observation...Well....I just thought it was sooo neat how my feet were hardly dirty at all...No one would have never known my feet had been walking on a paved road...I felt honored by God, to just have clean feet...

I know, kinda weird, but it meant something to me.

Being Brave...

Morgan has had a fever of 102-103 for 5 days... She was started on Antibiotics 3 days ago...but still no other symptoms except coughing...not a congested cough, just a dry hacking cough. No sore throat, no nausea, no diarrhea, no nothing...just that high fever! She came home from school on Monday early..and has not been back since...I am at a loss...She is one sick puppy!!! But I can't figure out what is wrong...yeah, i know, another mom would have taken her to the doctor already...well, I did get some antibiotics..but she just kept getting worse...
So, Tom called the Dr. today and told him we were bringing her to his office...something wasn't right...She was constantly coughing as of last night....non-stop coughing...so what is wrong... we kinda figured walking pneumonia...but Doc says you don't run a fever of 103 with that..
Well, to make a long story short, she was seen by the Dr...and guess what, he can't figure it out either...so we get to go the lab and get blood cultures, and other labs...then on to the hospital for chest xrays...bless her heart, she was a good sport about it all..didn't even cry with the blood being drawn...(she HATES needles)...I was so proud...
Then we go get her homework and eat with my friend, Joy... then I get a call from Tom...he says that Morgan's xray results are in and she has right middle lobe pneumonia...and she needs some antibiotic shots...and you guessed it...she freaked out!!! started crying and panicing... I calmed her down and she was so scared..but after we ate, we went to the Dr's office...As Morgan went to the restroom, the nurse caught me in the hall and mentioned that it was Rocephin, which was a big shot for her, and if Iwanted to divide it into 2 shots...yes, I said, but don't tell her! I knew if she knew she was getting 2 shots, she would freak out on me right there in the Dr's office...She had held her crying back so far while in the office...such a brave little girl, or stubborn one...LOL
I refused to stay in the room while they gave her the shot...I knew if I were in there, she would cry..She did great...no tears at all!!!!!!! I am soo proud!
She got Tussionex...and you that know about this medicine, well, needless to say, she took this med and went to bed..and I haven't heard a cough or nothing from her since she hit the pillow...my poor baby...She was soo brave...
But I guess the main reason I am blogging abou this, is that one day, she will want to remember her experience and what all happened on this day that she experienced the medical world that her Daddy and I talk about all the time......

CTF number 8

I am sitting here at work, so sleepy, I can barely function. I attended my 8th Croptoberfest this past weekend. We got home at 3pm, and I went to bed and slept till 8:00 last night, woke up to see the family, then went back to bed at 11:30 and slept all night. I felt like I could have slept all day long this morning.

As usual, we had a blast and I felt sad to leave. I have come to know most of the gals there like family. It is so good to catch up on their lives and share joys, disappointments and trials with each of them that they have gone thru over the past year. We do get to see how their kids have grown and get to share motherly advice on raising them. We always like to reminisce about past years and the things that happened. Like the night the lights went out for 2 hours right after 9-11. I just knew terrorist had come to the mountain to kill us all… I think that bonfire meeting made us all cry just being thankful to live in America.

I just think it is so awesome how ladies from all over the state got on a yahoo group along time ago and now are just very good friends. People cringe sometime when I say, yeah, I met these ladies on the internet. But they have no idea how much it means to get away from family, job, phone, internet, clocks, husbands, etc. It is just one awesome experience…I love it!

Can't wait till next year, cause it will be the 10th anniversary of CTF.

A day in the life of a school nurse

For sake of an update, I did get my job at Baileyton Elementary as the school nurse. I really like it and wanted to give you a blow by blow account…
8:00am…I am greeted at my office by an 8th grader who states she was combing her hair this morning and heard a pop in her neck. Basically, there is nothing I can do here, but give her advice…
8:05am…A little cute freckled faced, red haired 2nd grader steps into my office complaining of a stomach ache… She does this quite frequently and it almost seems as if she is wanting to smile. I am not sure if it is attention she is wanting, but I check her temperature and it is fine…after a little conversation, she goes back to class…for the record, I see her in an hour and she is playing and jumping around…
8:30am…A young man (8th grader) comes into my office and states he has got a splinter under his fingernail and wants me to help him get it out…we work on it and succeed without any blood…he does look at my daughter’s picture on my door and asked about her and states, wow, she is pretty…Does he want me to break his nose????
Nothing exciting happens in the next hour or so…I do make a trip to the office to copy an emergency card…I have to have a copy of all 370 students in my office… I also check immunization records on two new transfer students, putting a red stamp check mark on their permanent record to confirm I have checked it and they are up to date.
11:00am Meet Julia…she is a little2nd grade diabetic, who I am principally here for. She is on an insulin pump and I have to check her blood sugar before meals and then administer a bolus of insulin after meals. Today, she is high, so we go off to the bathroom to check ketones in her urine. None, so we are fine…Off to lunch she goes. I usually make my way to the cafeteria sometime while she is eating. I glance at her plate to see what she has and then either help the teacher on lunch duty roll around the garbage cans, or wipe off tables… I can’t stand just to sit and not do anything!!! After Julia finishes, we figure her carbs and she puts in the bolus amount into her pump. I then decide to eat. Today we had soup beans and cornbread…their beans are very good…it was that or fish sandwich or corn dog nuggets….They usually have a pretty good lunch and if they don’t they have a very good salad bar.
12:00noon I have 2 children that I administer daily medication to. Both of these meds are for ADD. I usually catch one child in gym and the other in the library.
12:30pm Most of the classes are out on the playground at some point between now and 3 pm. So I usually get several abrasions, cuts, and scratches…at the beginning of the year, we were getting several yellow jacket stings…but that seems to have passed.
1:00 I sit down and work some on a newsletter I am getting prepared to send out to parents. Just introducing myself to the parents, reminded them about medication policy, wrote a little article about the importance of breakfast, handwashing, and one about lice. In one particular week, I had to send 3 kids home with live bugs in their head!
1:30 pm It is time for the little diabetic girl to come up and get her afternoon snack bolus of insulin… she is very rambunctious and everyone in the library knows she has arrived when she does.
1:40pm I spend the rest of the day just piddling aroudn... not really doing much...I know several children have gotten sick with the stomach bug, so I take the sanitation wipes down with me and wipe off the banister on the steps, doorknobs, etc. I got the stomach bug, but that is a whole other story...
3:00 I get my things and go home to wait on Lukas getting off the bus. Not a bad day at all.

IV's and stuff...

IV and stuff...
Current mood: calm 

Okay, so the other day at work, I needed to start an IV on a big tall black man...he had brought his brother to the appointment with him...now, the paitent was really sick and I guessed brother was just coming to be of support, but I learned it was for another reason...he had a medical background...although I thought it was a pharmacist...

Well, I am not that great at starting IV's, cause I only start one per month at the most and so that means I have only started about 8 IV's in the past 8 years...so here I am searching and feeling over the arm with the tourniquet in place and finally find where I want to stick...brother is sitting in chair...I am okay...I stick patient, no blood return...keep on digging....nothing...feel like I am in the vien 2 or 3 times...Brother gets up and comes over to bed...starts feeling other arm as he can see I am having problems..I am still okay, cause I think, well, a pharmacist doesn't have as much experience as I do...still no luck, so I pull the needle out to try again...Dr. comes in room...says to brother..."well, I guess you could start the IV with your eyes closed..." I look up..."why" I say...well,I am an RN in a burn unit...now, people with no medical background, let me tell you what burn victims do...they loose fluid, so they are literally the hardest to start an IV on, cause they are barely circulating fluid in blood....my jaw drops....

Well, after MD leaves room, I decided to let volunteer brother...patient agrees this is okay..so brother gloves up, gets needle and sticks...and guess what.? NO blood return...AND,,,no luck getting any!!!! he tried digging around, but nothing!!! he had to pull out too...well, of course I am feeling alot better by now, not thinking things could get worse....

I do go ahead with the next stick and start the IV...I get it in the bend of his arm, where most people have huge viens...but you don't want to start an IV there normally, cause then they can't bend thier arm without occluding IV...but as I ws standing up from starting it..the brother says...."WELL, I GIVE YOU AN A+." I just look at him...and he continues" CAUSE I AM AN INSTRUCTOR AND I HAVE TO TRAIN STUDENTS AND WATCH STUDENTS START IV'S ALL THE TIME..."

Sherry
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New Job??

new job???
Current mood: giddy

Well, I sure got the surprise of my week..I got a job offer at the school system...The job is mine if I want it and all I have to do is call in the mornign and accept the position.  Okay, so how do I feel about this?  Well...

I am taking a pay cut...but money isn't everything. I will be working the school hours...which is really good being that I have 2 children that really need school attention and mommy attention and family attention and spiritual attention.  So, the more I think about it, and get over the shock, I am kinda getting excited.

To start at the beginning, when I applied for this job, I really didn't seem too excited and got really worried about what to do...the pay cut really bothered me....but I decided that since I didn't wantt to sit and worry all weekend, I would just turn it over to God and let him handle it...if they called, they did and if they didn't, well, no biggie!  Well, when they called tonight, I was just kinda in shock..so much that the lady said..."is there something wrong"....no, i said...but I will call you in the morning...then of course I went and freaked out on Tom  LOL

Well, anyway, I'll keep you posted... i love the part about it being 7:45-2:45 and getting to come home...I love the part of working with the children....I love the part about being able to come home and try to work that thing that has 4 round things on top of it sitting in my kitchen..cause I won't be so tired LOL

WEll, we'll see...

Sherry
http://sherryonthecrazyside.blogspot.com/

 

 

A little more about me...

1. What time did you get up this morning?   6:26AM

2. Diamonds or pearls?  DIAMONDS
3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema?  WILD HOGS  <----I'm dying to ride those hogs!!!!!

4. What is your favorite TV show?  GREY"S ANATOMY

5. What do you usually have for breakfast?  CEREAL,or FRUIT BAR

6. What is your middle name?  RENEE
8. What food do you dislike?  TOMATOES

9. What is your favorite CD at the moment?  BROOKLYN TABERNACLE CHIOR "I'M AMAZED"

10. What kind of car do you drive?  2006 HONDA PILOT

11. Favorite sandwich?  ROAST TURKEY,  RANCH AND SWISS

12. What characteristic do you despise?  SELFISHNESS

13. Favorite item of clothing?  DENIM CAPRIS

14. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you go? IRELAND

15. What color is your bathroom?  BURGANDY

16. Favorite brand of clothing?  VAN HUSAEN sp??

17. Where would you retire to? TENNESSEE, HOME SWEET HOME 
18. What was your most recent memorable birthday? WHEN I WAS 16, MOM ARRANGED A SURPRISE BIRTHDAY PARTY FOR ME AND INVITED ALL MY CLOSE FRIENDS!!! MY MOTHER NEVER MADE A BIG DEAL OVER BIRTHDAYS SO THIS WAS A BIG DEAL TO ME.

19. Favorite sport to watch? TENNESSEE VOLS FOOTBALL, OF COURSE!!!

20. Furthest place you are sending this to? ??

23. Favorite saying? YADA YADA YADA

24. When is your birthday? OCTOBER 29, 1973

25. Are you a morning person or a night person? NIGHT!!!!!

26. What is your shoe size?  9

27. Pets?  A CAT AND A ROTTY

28. Any new and exciting news you would like to share with us!  UM...IS THERE ANYTHING IN MY LIFE EXCITING???!

29. What did you want to be when you were little?  A TEACHER

30. How are you today? KINDA MOODY

31. What is your favorite candy?  M&M'S

32. What is your favorite flower?  IRIS 

33. What is your full name?  SHERRY RENEE RICHARDS LAWSON

34. What is the last thing you ate? A CLUB SNDWICH, FF, COTTAGE CHEESE

36. Do you wish on stars?  SOMETIMES...BUT USUALLY I WISH LIKE A PRAYER...
37. If you were a crayon, what color would you be?  GREEN OR PURPLE

38. What is the weather right now?  CLOUDYAND ABOUT 65 DEGREES

39. Last person you spoke to on the phone? DR. BLAINE

41. Favorite soft drink? MT DEW

42. Favorite restaurant?  GREGS PIZZA OR OLIVE GARDEN

43. Hair color? DARK BROWN

44. Sibling(s)? 2 YOUNGER BROTHERS

45. Favorite day of the year?  JULY 4TH

46. What was your favorite toy as a child?  BARBIES

47. Summer or winter? SUMMER

48. Hugs or kisses? HUGS
49. Chocolate or Vanilla?  CHOCOLATE
51. When was the last time you cried? 4 DAYS AGO, WHEN I READ MY FRIENDS BLOG WHO HAS BREAST CANCER.

52. What is under your bed?  MEMOIRS FROM MY CHILDHOOD AND THE KIDS KEEPSAKES IN PIZZA BOXES AND DUST BUNNIES

53. Who is the friend you have had the longest? KIMBO

54. What did you do last night?  WENT TO CHURCH

55. Favorite smell? LILAC

56. What are you afraid of?  HEIGHTS  AND TRAINS

57. Plain, buttered, or salted Popcorn? BUTTERED WITH SALT

58. How many keys on your key ring?  5
59 How many years at your current job? 5 MONTHS

60. Favorite day of the week? FRIDAY
61. How many towns have you lived in?  1

62. Do you make friends easily? HMMM...YEAH, I GUESS

Sherry
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Kristi, my friend and her journey

My heart is heavy. My spirit is low...but hers is not. I just got finished reading about her journey. The path that she has to go down in not in her choosing, but obviously God saw that she could handle this and encourage others. She just had both her breasts removed because of cancer and she is cheerful and is to be admired for her attitude toward this awful disease. I cry everytime I read her blog about her journey. I cry because this awful disease is so close to home. Kristi is younger than me. Is that what affects me most?? No, I don't think so. Kristi is such a better Christian than me. Why did it have to be her? Kristi has 3 small kids. Is is right to ask God why? I am sure she has asked many times. Some people think it is not right to question God, but many men and women question God in the Bible. David being one that comes to mind. He asked God why he had left him, he asked God if he had forsaken him, he asked God many questions. God knows that sometimes things like this will cause us to question. What I see is the answer. In Krisit's attitude. I know that I couldn't do as well as she has. That is why I cry. Not because I am sad for her, but because I am encouraged by her. Yes, my Grandmother Vivian had cancer and my Grandfather Burton died of cancer. But they were old. You know, you kinda expect something like that when you get old. Not young. Not younger than me.I think about her every day many times, although I haven't talked to her. It seems like she don't need to hear from me, because I will get her down. I will cry. I will dampen her spirits. I will make her cry. I don't want to do this. I have posted on her blog several times, but I can't just read her blog anywhere. I have to be at home in the privacy of my scrapbook room, cause I know how I will feel from it. Someone may say this is not fair to her. I know. I feel greedy. Greedy because she needs support and I am unable to give it to her. She needs encouragement and I am unable to do nothing but cry. I feel very bad every time I read her blog. Bad because I should be the one to encourage both her and her sister, who is my best friend. Her sister is a nurse. Is that why this has affected me so much? Because I know way too much about this deadly monster? Is her sister having as hard of time as me? I hope not. I just really feel like a very useless friend right now and it is all because I can't deal with things like this very well. Kristi, please forgive me, I love you. You are such a trooper. Your children will rise up and call you blessed. Happy Mother's Day.

So be it...

LAW

This is one of the better e-mails I have received in a long time! I hope this makes its way around the USA several times over!!!!!
So Be It!

THE LAW IS THE LAW

So if the US government determines that it is against the law for the words"under God" to be on our money, then, so be it.

And if that same government decides that the "Ten Commandments" are not to be used in or on a government installation, then, so be it.

I say, "so be it," because I would like to be a law abiding US citizen.

I say, "so be it," because I would like to think that smarter people than I are in positions to make good decisions.

I would like to think that those people have the American public's best interests at heart.



BUT, YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE I'D LIKE?


Since we can't pray to God, can't Trust in God and cannot post His Commandments in Government buildings, I don't believe the Government and its employees should participate in the Easter and Christmas celebrations which honor the God that our government is eliminating from many facets of American life.

I'd like my mail delivered on Christmas, Good Friday, Thanksgiving & Easter. After all, it's just another day.

I'd like the US Supreme Court to be in session on Christmas, Good Friday, Thanksgiving & Easter as well as Sundays. After all, it's just another day.

I'd like the Senate and the House of Representatives to not have to worry about getting home for the "Christmas Break." After all it's just another day.

I'm thinking that a lot of my taxpayer dollars could be saved, if all government offices & services would work on Christmas, Good Friday & Easter. It shouldn't cost any overtime since those would be just like any other day of the week to a government that is trying to be "politically correct."



In fact....


I think that our government should work on Sundays (initially set aside for worshipping God...) because, after all, our government says that it should be just another day....



What do you all think????


If this idea gets to enough people, maybe our elected officials will stop giving in to the minority opinions and begin, once again, to represent the 'majority' of ALL of the American people.



SO BE IT...........


Please Dear Lord,
Give us the help needed to keep you in our country!



'Amen' and 'Amen'

Touche!


These are definitely things I never thought about but from now on, I will be sure to questions those in government who support these changes.

At the top, it says "I hope this makes its way around the USA several times over!!!!!"

 

 

Sherry
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Lukas in himself...

I got to spend the day with Lukas today...We had an awesome time, just Mommy and son time...We had to take Morgan to WSCC to tag class after the bus driver left earlier than the expected time (and I am a minute late person...) but anyway, as we left WSCC, I saw IHOP and since we had neither eaten, we decided to stop...(keep in mind, I had just ran a comb thru my hair, no makeup, a sweatshirt w/o a brassiere...) but fortunately I didn't see anyone we knew...LOL...We played all the games on his menu sheet and just talked about nothing in particular...as we sat there, and I was watching him eat, I wondered how he became such a different person from me.   Morgan is like me...even down to our tastes...I see myself in her everyday...but Lukas...who is he like? Tom? I really don't see it...Everywhere he goes, people LOVE him.  I get comments from his teacher all the time about how he helps everyone in the class if they don't understand, he smiles and talks to the mentally challenged little girl in a wheelchair that sits beside him even though she can't communicate back...

I started thinking of these things when he ordered eggs.  Over easy....now, how did he know how to order eggs like this...and where did he learn this from...and WHY does he even like them like that??? I don't like them like that...I never cook them like that...yes, Tom likes these, but only gets them when he orders eggs at a restaurant...and I can't even tell you the last time we have all ate breakfast together...

I notice things that he likes that either Tom nor I like...not necessarily just foods...I notice that he likes math and begs me to quiz him.  He mentions numbers in his conversations, all the time adding or subtracting...here is an exert from an email from his teacher this year...

He is doing such a good job at school.  Too often, individuals are quick to point out the negatives and not give praise when/where needed. I have been guilty of not passing along the praise of Lukas to you.  He is such a caring and loving child.  We have several students in our room that struggle academically, and he is so quick to give the students praise.  Peer identification/acknowledgement is a positive motivation, and he is so good at it.

Academically and socially, Lukas is a positive role model and I attribute it to his home environment.  He definitely has been taught the virtues of a caring person.

 

you know what is funny, I don't recall teaching him the virtues of a caring person...It makes me so proud of the person he is growing into...in himself.

 

 

 

 

  

Thoughts from today...

WEll, this morning, we didn't have church...I had a very relaxing last night and today...basically just catching up on some reading and organizing in my scrap room. Tom stayed in our room most of the day just watching sports, and since Lukas was gone to a friend's, I stayed up in his room, which is my favorite room in the house...(a whole other blog story)...just reading and catching up...I even ended up sleeping up there last night. I just love being alone sometimes...
I have also spent the day praying for Morgan...I am not sure what I am gonna do with her...She is obviously hormonal and she is crying every day....I don't know what to tell her anymore... she says she hates school and her friends all hate her..I have counseled her on her friendships so much and how to "be a friend" that I am at a loss...oh, my gosh, that means this all is just starting...After talking to my mother about the situation, she said something that I never had a clue about..."Sherry if you only knew all the times you left here in the mornings and I would spend so much time on my knees praying for you and crying out to God to help you." Man, that hit home..cause I know that all day Friday, I just could barely contain my emotions at work as I prayed for her over and over again. Mom also said she wouldn't want to live thru another teenagers years for anything...!!! Thanks Mom!!!
Morgan did come home on Friday and tell me that she had wrote a letter to a friend and that things were working out...
Funny thing is, I don't think Tom even has a clue what Morgan is really going thru..he just either totally ignores her or tells her to get her mind off of it...easier said than done, right?