An Essay Exercise

          My writing classes in college taught us that there is nothing wrong with thinking ahead to the future and having a dream. This is my challenge for you today. I want you to imagine that your novel has made the New York’s best seller list and you suddenly find yourself rich. How would your life be like? What will your house and car look like? Will you continue to write or give it up for fancy parties and celebrity visits? If you don’t complete your assignment you will be cursed with seven years of poverty. Seriously, nothing will happen to you. And that is the truth if you don’t dare to dream a little, you won’t be able to move on. If you want to share your dream with others that if up to you, but try it and give yourself something to look forward to.

        If I suddenly found myself rich and famous, I would expand my current property line to include half of the block. I don’t want to move. The old houses will be torn down and a large new one built to accommodate the kids and I. It will have to have seven bedrooms and three full baths and a garage equipped with enough room to house about six cars. Facing reality means that if it ever happened, I would not have much hope at all left of the kids moving out. Whether I mind this or not is something that I will deal with if it ever happens.

        I would have to have a housekeeper and laundry attendant since I have trouble keeping up with household chores even now. There would also need to be enough room left on the property to have an herb and vegetable garden. Perhaps even a green house since I’ve always dreamt of having one. This would be shared with my closest neighbors and friends. Even if it is against city ordinances, I would find a way to include a chicken coop full of those tiny feathered beast.

        And aside from donating to charities and giving God his ten percent, I want a quiet place to myself. I want a woman cave.

        This personal retreat of mine will have at least two of the walls lined from floor to ceiling with books. Perhaps not all the way to the ceiling, since I have to leave room for decoration. The bookshelves will be made out of cherry wood. Even now I envision walking in with the moon pouring through the skylight above and the musty smell of collected works from all over. Two plush reading chairs lay in front of the bookshelves hugging the small cherry wood end table. A fresh pot of hot herbal tea sits on top in a fine porcelain pot ready to drink. The tea has come from my herb garden so its flavors would vary from dandelion to mint. Occasionally I would send out for fresh sassafras. The smell is stimulating and earthy. I’ve found noting yet to match this aroma.

        Two pieces of exercise equipment in the middle of the room mark off the end of the library and beginning of my office area. The office will have two desktop computers for friends and family to use. I will also have my own desk with a laptop, fax machine, phone and other necessary supplies available on my desk.  Looking into the last corner of my office, you would find a significant amount of space marked off by false retractable walls. This is the photo studio. It will contain at least the basic necessities to take photographs for book trailers. I dream of inviting my writer friends and local churches over for business meetings and study sessions so the whole room would have to be a sufficient rectangular size to accommodate this.

        For anyone who knows me personally should be able to guess without much effort, the way I would decorate my woman cave.      About two feet will be left on top of the bookshelves for glass cases that fit snugly within this small confine of space. This will house my Harry Potter toy collection. Inspiring today’s youth is very important. Plus I want to be able to protect my collection from dust and decay.

        That’s about it. I don’t really care what kind of car I have. I would drive a clunker as long as it gets me to my next destination. My clothes would still consist of sweats, pajamas and work clothes. I don’t plan on becoming a stuck up socialite and I would get even larger if I quit working. I love my current job of companionship with the elderly as well as offering light house cleaning and cooking services. This is my dream and I think it would fit in with my life well.

My Latest Book

     I realize that it's been awhile since I've checked in, but the holiday season is a busy time for me. I at least found the time in my busy schedule to finish my latest project, Trapped In Skorggatory. It is available on lulu.com and will make a wonderful gift for those of you who knew my brother. It is also great fictional reading for those of you who didn't know him.


     My latest composition is about a young man names Stephen Columbus who decided to take his own life. To this day we are unsure why. He finds himself facing judgment in the afterlife and starts to understand that he has put himself in a hellish cycle of death and reincarnation. He starts out as an Indian warrior in his first life and after committing suicide, he is caught up in every major U.S. war as a solder. As you travel through his many lives, you not only see why he has set himself on this path of destruction, but you also feel some of the struggles he has had to face and the horror associated with war.

     The most disturbing life he had to face was during World War One as a lesbian nurse. Since all of his other incarnations he was a man, facing the emotional turmoil of war and seeing the men cut up was emotionally shattering. He also starts to see God's plan in all of this as the Lord lets him know that he is a forgiving God. The only way to break the cycle is to live a full life dedicated to God and so, God assures him that he will be helped.

     Stephen is born once again as a baby boy. You are then taken through a brief glimpse of his young life before his parents move to the United States. On his first day in their new home, little Stevie is stung by a bee and suffers an allergic reaction. He does not die but tragically falls into a coma. From this point on, you find out how what God's plan is and how he will help him.

     This book is a fictional account of my dear brother's life based on a true story. I have included actual facebook notes and blogs I've written while our family was suffering with our loss. All the notes and obituary are real and only the names have been changed to help protect my families identities. So please check it out and may God be with all of you.

Funny Medical Quotes

Funny Medical Quotes 

The things that medical staff write in letters.

The medical profession may be known for their bad handwriting but their letters and notes aren't too good either. Just look at these funny quotes from the UK medical staff.

She has no rigors or shaking chills, but her husband states she was very hot in bed last night.

Patient has chest pain if she lies on her left side for over a year

The patient has no previous history of suicides.

Between you and me, we ought to be able to get this lady pregnant.

Patient was seen in consultation with Dr. Smith, who felt we should sit on the abdomen, I agree.

On the second day the knee was better and on the third day it disappeared.

By the time he was admitted, his rapid heart had stopped, and he was feeling better.

The patient was to have a bowel resection. However he took a job as a stockbroker instead.

Both breasts are equal and reactive to light and accommodation.

Occasional, constant infrequent headaches.

Rectal examination revealed a normal sized thyroid.

The patient has been depressed since she began seeing me in 1997.

Patient has waffles for breakfast and anorexia for lunch.

She is numb from her toes down.

While in ER she was examined, X-rated and sent home.

The skin was moist and dry.

Patient has left her white blood cells at another hospital.

She stated that she had been constipated for most of her life until she got a divorce.

Examination of genitalia reveals that he is circus sized.

The lab test indicated abnormal lover function.

The pelvic examination will be done later on the floor.

When she fainted her eyes rolled around the room.

Patient has two teenage children but no other abnormalities.

And to think we rely on these medical staff to make use feel well. Their funny medical quotes help though! And in most case we can see what they were trying to say.

Chris August - Starry Night

Jason Gray - More Like Falling in Love [LYRICS]

Happy Birthday Stephen

I know it's a tad bit early, but I wanted to wish you what would have been a happy birthday. We all miss you very much but what ever happens to you from this point on is in God's hands. The last month has been full of blessings for our family as well. Your nephew is a full fledged Marine now. You would have been proud. His graduation ceremony was simply spectacular and I wouldn't have missed it for anything. California was beautiful, but it is good to be home. I missed the corn fields and falling leaves.
Don't laugh at me for forgetting how old you would have been. I can't even remember my own age half the time. Some might scoff at me for writing you now, but I don't care.There are a few however, who believe that you can communicate with loved ones in the after life with modern technology. Whether I believe it or not is irrelevant. What was and is still important is that you were a great brother and I loved you dearly. Hugs and kisses from the living for your birthday present and I hope we will see each other again soon.

 

Sanctus Real - Forgiven (Official Music Video)

The Afters - Light Up The Sky

I'm Gonna Soak Up The Fun

I realize that it's been a while since I've written anything. Its been difficult finding time to even blog while working two jobs. Yea, I've found me another job and I'm loving it even though it has me running from morning to night. I've been trying to save so I can go to California for my son's graduation from boot camp. It seems he's going to be graduating sooner than we though. I wasn't expecting it till November but he will be able to leave by the 22 of this month. It's put me in a bind since none of the checks from my new job have come in yet. But thank God everything is working out and we will be able to take the time off to meet him in California. I'm so thrilled at the thought of going. He also expressed that he was disappointed at me for not writing more often, and I plan on apologizing. I've been short on funds. That's no joke either. I'm having trouble finding enough change to send one letter a week. I hope us being there will make up for it.

As far as writing goes, I've only been able to write 2000 words in the last two weeks. That's bad even for me since I normally average at least 5000. Thankfully I will have time for writing Wednesday I hope. Until next time may your dreams be pleasant and work out wonderfully.

Knock And The Door Shall Be Opened

I was once told the story of Mahatma Gandhi who seriously considered joining the Christian Church at one point in his life. He like the idea of having only one God to answer too instead of many, so he went to church one morning in hopes of talking to the pastor about it. Unfortunately he was turned away at the door by the Greeter and told to go back to his own people. It still breaks my heart to think of that story, and from the moment I heard it I wanted to make a difference and help to change some of the mistakes of the past by the church.
It was my turn this morning to be greeter during Sunday School. I'm thankful that I will not judge people like that or turn them away. Despite being tired, I was more then happy to welcome them in with a smile, handshake, or even a hug if that is what I thought they needed. A better nights sleep and some practice would help me out a lot but I was happy to help and nobody is getting turned away on my watch. Of course it is still questionable if they have came to harm someone. I would absolutely have to call upon the Lord for help in that matter, but no one will get turned away.
This was my first time as greeter and I got to see things from a different perspective then just sitting in the pew. I got to stand back and watch everyone enjoying themselves. I was able to help if a little one needed to go to the nursery if they started to get upset. I got to see the smiling faces. It was very rewarding.
My sinuses started acting up so I ended up having to leave early. Today is the last day of the car and bike shows and everything is still packed and full of people. I'm glad it only happens once a year. Well, as I got out of my car I was greeted to the distant sound of what appeared to be tribal drums. I don't really know what it was, but that is what it sounded like. After hearing this low hum of thumping if finally realized that I am glad that we have these car shows. I haven't been thankful for them in the longest time since I always have to work, but today I was thankful once again.
I must be getting some rest before work. Please get out today and enjoy what is left of the festivities before it's over and never stop dreaming.

"Old Convention Song" By The Cathedrals

"Wonderful Grace Of Jesus" By The Cathedrals (ACAPELLA)

What a Great Week

This week has been full of surprises and despite my busy schedule, I've still had time to write. I was able to complete 3 more chapters on my new manuscript. I never though that I would be writing something that could be condsidered a historical, but because of the locations that I chose for different wars, I wanted certain detail to be correct even if the story is fictional. The research has been extremely rewarding and I've learned quite a bit about naval vessels from the turn of the century. The USS Maine was a fascinating research topic. I still have WW 1, WW2, and the Vietnam War to finish as chapters before I write the end of my story.
Praise God in Heaven above, I've managed to find another job that is agreeable with me. I've just had to put my blog on hold for a couple minutes since some angels walked up to my door offering to take all of this accumulated junk away. I was wondering this week when I would have the time to get rid of all that rummage junk too.

I've also sent my book Helios and the legend of the Nomiwatta to a publisher for review. I will keep you updated on what they say. Even if they don't like it, I still have my original draft published on Lulu.com for anyone that is interested. I can also order a copy for you and save you some money. So don't be afraid to ask. We I need to clean up again. I have an orientation a 1 P.M. and I have to change my shirt. It got really dirty trying to help them get rid of the rummage items.
The picture is of the cooks off of the USS Maine and helped inspire one of my chapters. This is a little incite in what will be coming soon.

The Heartbreaking Choices We Make

There are a great deal of painful decitions that we must make in life and they never seem to get any easier. One of those decitions is telling your child that it's time to leave. I informed Brian of this decition this morning. I can still feel the anger radiating from him after being woke up and told that he needed to find another place to live. Maintaining my composure during the insults and accusations comming from my son had me on the verge of tears. The problem is, my son is almost twenty years old and still wants to act like a young teen. He also has ADD. Mentally he is behind other kids his age but we have talked to him till we are blue in the face. Trying to reason with a young angry adult is never an easy task. Since he graduated we only ask what we felt were a few simple request from him.
1. Stay out of trouble-and he has done this.
2. If you need to borow something, be sure to ask or leave it alone.- Not so good at
3. Help out around the house-as with most young adults this only works out when they are around and you have to specificly point out what you want help with
4.Don't be out all week and call home-been having a lot of trouble with this

Number 4 is the reason that I told him it was time to grow up and time to leave. I have a house full of teens so some sense of order must be maintained in my home. I worry about my kids and I can't have them showing up at 2 in the morning after they have decided to be out all week. Graduating from high school doesn't mean you can do what you want from now on. It only means more responsibility.

What I told Brian was that he had to leave for now because he was warned the last time it happened. I also informed him that he could stop by later after Kirk gets off work to talk it over with his dad. I hope he remembers and takes my advice but I may have to wear the unfortunate title as Bitch for a while. I can still hear the accusations rolling around in my head.
"You wouldn't do this to any of your own kids I bet."
"I'll probibly be dead in a year."
"I take out your **** dog for you."
"I help out in your **** house."
"You wouldn't do this to Ed"
         "So why don't you try to give the service a shot?"
"I don't like to fight, I don't want to get sent to war"
          "So why are you fighting with me?"
"This is all Kristen's falt"
           "Kristen has nothing to do with this. Your dad and I warned you the last time you the last time it happened."
"I want my cap and gown from graduation!"
           "When you find a place to stay I'll give it to you"
"I have no where to go"

But he left and no I'm not happy about it either. I love all my kids even if I didn't give birth to one of them they are still my kids and I worry about them. If you see Brian, tell him that we are still willing to listen if he is willing to listen. We want to be able to help him find a job and some meaning in life. This was NOT a get out and never come back. I wonder if part of him wanted to go. But at least for now I think he needs a little time away, at least to collect his thoughts.

Such A Beautiful Day

It is not often that I get a Saturday off. It is a mirical that Kirk and I get to have a Saturday off together without requesting it. We decided to spend the morning together at the Upland town rummage. The morning started off cool but as we wandered around town it gradualy got warmer. The local V.P.'s bathroom had a good 15 minute wait. Good thing I didn't have to go. Since I have a house full of things I need to get rid of, I was mostly looking. There was a lot going on though. One of the churchs there had been selling home made muffins and hotdogs. There seems to be a lot of hunters in Upland since several of the rummages had fishing and hunting equiptment for sale. I wish I could hunt.
I was able to chat with a local poetry author trying to sell his book. He was a nice older man and I intended to head back later to get a signed copy. The lack of public restrooms and Kirks empty stomach prevented us from returning so I hope I run into him later. My biggest regret was forgetting to get his name.

Our last stop before leaving was the thrift store and that is where we found our treasures. My favorate was a 2 dollar Tiki statue made of volcanic rock. I doubt that it is an origional but it was cool enough to purchase. There are a lot of unique items there and they are only open on saturdays. If you get the extra time try and visit this thrift store.

The main reason for this blog is that I was thinking how strange it is that writting idea's can just pop up out of thin air. My little statue has inspired me on yet another story. This will make project number 3 and I'm confused on wich one I want to work on first. I want to work on them all so I at least have to make a note for each idea. I wish I had unlimited time to write. But them again, if that was the case I wouldn't have any idea's for stories. Still, I would like to have one of the projects close to completion by the end of the year. Have a good evening because it's time for me to get buisy once again.

I've really been excited about this week. I've finally approved my book on lulu.com and I'm waiting for my own personal copies. You can purchase the original draft for $5.00 if you really want to save some money. This draft is available for download only. I will be running a sale for the next month on the paperback version. You can get your copy for only $10.00 for a limited time. I would love to sell it cheaper but print on demand cost a little more then mass production. Of course it has taken me some time to figure out the lulu website so the price may stick. The paperback is also available for download as well and both copies have pictures added to enhance your reading experience. Since I will not be able to see the content inside until I receive my copies, I do not know how it will turn out. This is my first time publishing so if there are mistakes inside, I apologize ahead of time.
I can't help but to think of the gun shop commercial when I say I'm not looking to make much money, I just want you to read my book. I find myself laughing every time I say it but it's true. I had a lot of fun writing it and I want you to enjoy it as well.

There will be a second half to Helios and the Legend of the Nomiwatta but I've started working on another more urgent project Tuesday. It will be called "Trapped in Skorrgatory." I'm not going to offer much detail on my newest project except that it will be a paranormal based on the death of my brother. I've already got a good portion of the outline finished. I have no idea yet as to how long it will be. Once I start writing these things seem to have a mind of their own. I will share with you a letter Stephen wrote to my younger brother when he was locked up in the brig. I found it extremely coincidental that one little line in the letter fit into my book. It was like he inadvertently knew something. Thanks to Stephen's ability to randomly make up words, he also picked out the title.

12 Nov 95



Whats up Mr. 18,

I'm doing well. Danke for the Batman tape. I really liked it. It brings out the two-face in me. One moment it makes me jump around on the tables and slam. The next minute it makes me fell kinda mellow. So how ya doing? I don't hear from ya too much except when I call. Oh well, only 33 more days of this B.S. and then I'll be home.
What a strange life this has been for me so far. Mr. Mojo rising. Not much else to write about. Take care. I'll call soon.



Stephen

I cannot offer you a date on this newest book because I'm not going to rush on this on. I want it to be perfect. I was crying half of the time Tuesday while writing it so I can assure you it will be good.

Peace out and until next time, keep dreaming.

It's been a great week this week. I've published my first book on Lulu.com and I'm currently working on a second book. Hopefully it will become available in the next few months but these things don't always work out that way. The love of my life has recently expressed interest in writing as well and I'm absolutely thrilled about the idea. If and when he finishes them, I've told him that I would be more than happy to share my Lulu.com account for his publication. He would still be able to be listed as the author.My sweety can tell some really good stories and describe excellent visual detail. Without even reading my work, he has already critiqued it and given me some good pointers. I think it would be fantastic if I could get my children involved as well with writing. It is an excellent way to express yourself and let out some build up emotion. I recommend it to everyone, even it they aren't interested in publishing.I must be getting my laundry ready so I can go to work tonight.

Remember, never stop dreaming.

God Told Me To Do It

One thing I’ve been getting really tired of hearing lately is people saying God told me to do it. Normally I don’t think twice on this particular matter but I’ve been hearing it a little too much from the church where my kids go to youth group. My daughter was telling me that a boy from the church felt like they needed to be at the park last night, consequently making her late getting home. If they hadn’t of been there a fight would have broken out with one of their friends. I’m glad they stopped the fight before it happened, but quit blaming God. It’s one thing to be inspired by the word and something completely different to have a deity conversing with you. And if you’ve been inspired by the Word, call home and let your parents know what is going on, for crying out loud. It’s also written “Honor thy father and thy mother.” I don’t think I’m being too difficult on this matter since there are plenty of cell phones available now. All you have to do is look around and see that almost every other teenager you come across has one.

Dreamtimereaders: The Fruit of the Spirit

Dreamtimereaders: The Fruit of the Spirit: "While preparing my lesson on Joshua and Caleb, I was distracted by a lesson on the Fruit of the Spirit and made me think. I've been in churc..."

The Fruit of the Spirit

While preparing my lesson on Joshua and Caleb, I was distracted by a lesson on the Fruit of the Spirit and made me think. I've been in church all my life and never really understood what being touched by the Spirit meant.With me and my wild imagination, I assumed it meant some supper power all thanks to growing up in the 80's. We would go to revival meetings and I would watch as the pastor touched people. When he did this they would start dropping to the ground like flies. Of course there was always someone behind them to catch them when they fell. I thought it ment driving out demons and turning bread into water. Pretty lame thinking I guess.
But as I started reviewing the Fruit of the Spirit, I realized his spirit has been with me all along. The Fruit of the Spirit is really the physical manifestation of a Christian's transformed life. The physical attributes of the Spirit are love, joy, peace, long suffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, meekness, and temperance. Since I have grown up in the church and always loved the Lord, I discovered that I've always had these traits most of my life. Looking back, I also realized when God had been developing those traits in me as well so that I would be able to grow. It was a heartfelt revelation for me realizing that the Spirit has been with me all this time.
Remember the phrase What Would Jesus Do? Well, when you have the Fruit of the Spirit, you will be automatically inclined to do what Jesus did. Remember, We don't always get to see the fruit of our labors, but when the Spirit is present in you God is using you.

All things work out for good for those who love the Lord.

Sunday's on the Way - Carman

Carman - Lazarus

Carman The Champion

I Surrender All - Clay Crosse

He's Alive

No Doublt, Joshua Had Faith, You Should Too

The spies frightened the people by their report. What spies? What people? What report? Two of the spies, Caleb and Joshua, tried to encourage the people. They told them that with the Lord's help they were well able and that the Lord would give them the good land. But the people were still afraid, and they were told that they must live in the wilderness till forty years were passed from the time of leaving Egypt, and until the faithless people had died, before they could go into the promised land. (Num. 14:26-34) So they lived a long time in the wilderness about Kadesh. You will often hear of the forty years in the wilderness. (Exod. 16:35; Deut. 8:2)

I will be leading class at my women's meeting Tuesday night and I thoutgh I would talk about faith. Joshua had faith but because of everyone's else's fear and disbelief, he had to wander the wilderness for 40 years. Thats a long time to wait for God to fullfill his promises. Abraham had to wait longer though. As I get close to my 40th birthday, I'm reminded of this.

I feel as if all my life I have wandered in the wilderness as well, wondering what my purpose is and just wanting to be of some service to God. When I lost my dad to cancer, I spent many nights drunk because I realized I had to grow up. I've since quit drinking but, still felt lost and alone. I slept alot.

Then one night on my way home from work, I was hit by a truck. I should have died that night and I was ready to go. I was tired of always having to struggle. My kids didn't even give me enough purpose to go on. The pain was overwhelming. I tried to keep my eyes closed, but the annoing voice of an ambulance assistant kept telling me to open my eyes. I told her later laughing, that I resented her for it.

About two years later, I was forced to get inernet access to find a lawyer to help me, and that is when I first started playing on the computer and blogging. That was when I truly found purpose and what I'm ment to do. I have stories that need to be told; stories of faith and hope. Here is one such story:

Like Joshua, I was once able to spy in enemie territory, and because of my faith, a life was saved that day. A friend of mine had ask me to come with her to an abortion clinic. She didn't want to tell her family or have the child but, she didn't want to go alone either. I agreed, honored that she chose me and secretly hoping that I would be able to change her mind. She also had told me that I wasn't changing her mind, as if she could hear my thoughts. We were able to enter with no problem, dispite the picketers outside, and I was able to listen to several of the women there. After a while, I was finnaly able to connect with a young lady who was confused and didn't feel like she would make a good mom. I told her my story! Several years back, I was a mother of three children going through a divorce when I found out I was pregnant again. Even though I cried about it and wondered how I was going to manage, the thought of abbortion NEVER entered my mind. Because of that decition, I was blessed with a baby boy who was so happy and well adjusted. I called him my sunshine baby.

She thanked me for talking to her and it was time for everyone go in the back and see the doctor or what ever they do back there. I was almost in tears by that point and left the lobby, trying not to think of all the children that would be killed that day. The picketers were singing an old hymnal while holding hands outside. This gave me the courage to go back in and wait on my friend. When she came out, she said she had took the pill and it was time to go. So with a heavy heart, I started to put on my coat. Then the young lady I'd talked to earlier came up to me and wispered in my ear" I didn't do it, thanks."

You don't always know who your going to influence, but that day I was given a great gift of knowlege. Because of my faith and willingness to help a friend, a child is alive today. The picketers outside did not know the good they did that day, but I did. Things my have turned out very diferently if I hadn't gone, but remember, it only takes a little bit of faith to move a mountain or even save a life.

I'm finnishing My Book today, I hope

Now that school is finally in and all of the summer chaos over, I have started writing again. Since my previous updates on the book I'm writing, I am happy to say that by the end of tonight it will be well over 20,000 words. It now has a really good conflict scenario and about half a dozen new characters. The bad news for me at least, is that it is not turning out to be a teen/young adult book. There is no sexual content, but it does have adult situations included, as well as adult language, an violence. Its a small amount when taken in context with the storyline, but I just don't see it ending up in my kids school library now. I don't want to change it ether.
Today I am celebrating by splurging on a soda pop. Its been at least two weeks since I've had one and it was my last dollar so there is not going to be any more pop in the house until pay day. The yard is getting mowed today thankfully and its so nice outside that I'm regretting having to spend my day indoors writing. I keep telling my self that after today, I can take a break from it all while its getting edited. And if any more news stories pop up that peak my interest, I will just blog about then and try to generate idea's for my next book.
Have a wonderfully day everyone.

Era - Misere mani

NYC Ground Zero Mosque Founder Exposed...?

Sunday, Aug. 15

It has been a very busy day at Cracker Barrel and I'm glad my shift is finally over. Since its been a while that I have worked on a Sunday, I think I may have over did things a bit. My knee really started hurting about 1 o'clock. Usually it feels like I'm being kicked in the knee and then the pain quickly retreats, but today it just kept on hurting until I finally broke down to get some pain medicine. But with a double dose of pain medication and a little sleep I should be fine in a little bit.
The kids have all taken off to youth group, the house is trashed, the dog upset because he is in his cage at the moment but I'm looking forward to a nice quiet evening of writing, after I take a nap. Despite the pain, I'm still feeling pretty good. I've, for the most part, given up drinking pop and stick to water, tea and coffee now. Because of this I'm feeling more energetic than I used to. I'm not even missing it now. I quit drinking it to save money but now I think I'm getting the added benefit of losing weight as well. Atleast I hope so. That would help me out a lot when it comes to the aches and pains.
My book is coming along nicely. I hope to finish the revisions by Tuesday at the latest, before I have my brother edit it again. It has also been drawing a lot of interest from friends at work as well. Thank you guys for your support!
My book started out by me just wanting to tell the story of my accident but, it has turned into so much more. I started writing for fun, but when I'm hit with painful days, I secretly wish it will do well selling so I can cut back at work. It may just be a dream, but its my dream. I would love for Kirk to quit work and be able to take care of him. I would love to be able to get his teeth pulled so that he can feel healthier and live a long life. I would love to be able to get my kids nice things and spend more quality time with them as well.  I've also seen the problems associated with wealth, and I'm afraid. Much of what we have been through is what has kept us close all these years, and I don't want to loose that. There is only one thing to do in a situation like this; that is to trust in the Lord.

The Storm

It's almost time to pick up Kristen, but I'm delaying my venture out due to the ongoing storm outside. It's raining rather heavily and the windows shake from the occasional booming outside. Our lights and fans dim and slowdown reapedly, threatening to go out on us. Thankfully its not dark out anymore but still kind of slick out there. As I sit here at the computer, starring out my window, I notice that the leaves on our trees are waving at me. I playfully imagine and undulating green monster trying to creep by the house or a large green dragon head waiting to devour anyone who might possibly pass by. Of course it would have to be a kind of shaggy dragon head, perhaps with scales that hang down like dreads. That's kind of funny. Oh well, I must be going now.

The Harpie

In my dream last night, I was a Harpie  named Arie flying through the night sky. The trees are beautiful as I skim the edge of the blurring woods. The moon is full and there is a small pond below filled with fish on their hunt for the various insects flipping and jumping in and out of the water. My mouth starts to water as I swoop down to snag a nice sized trout with my teeth. Quick as lightning, I am able to snag my prey. The water's edge is calm and there are no predators close by so I decide its is safe to eat my meal on the shore. My sharp talons reach out for a nearby branch. I am able to do a complete flip to re-adjust my angle and nearly breaking the branch before landing in a nice grassy patch. Tearing into the flesh of this tender trout, I start to wonder If I am the only one around. I don't recall seeing any other Harpies. Why haven't I seen others like me? Picking a fish bone from my teeth, I quickly decide that its not important. The few humans that I've seen in my time had always acted like a defensive preditor, running away from me and snarling or trying to hurt me with a weapon of some sort. Its somewhat sad because I've never thought of hurting anyone.

Skillet- "Hero" Official Music Video

Aaron Shust performing My Savior My God on the Logan Show

Lots Of Good things Going On

Things really seem to be looking up for me this week. Apart from getting a pre-owned car, school starting, and getting a letter from Ed, I've really enjoyed everything this week. There is still so much to do now like cleaning house again, working on my book and playing taxi cab driver I can honestly say that I feel good about myself for a change. Deciding to purchase the car was a tough choice for me since my father had always told me that the only thing worth financing is a home and I've always respected his input. But I had to realize that I really needed reliable transportation and that he had also bought a new car for my mother once. With that being said, I feel I've made a good choice.
The one thing I'm missing the most right now is my spellchecker. Since I had to go purchase some good antiviral software and had to delete some things, I don't have a spellchecker on my blog sights. You may already have noticed this and sorry about the inconvience.
I recieved a letter from Ed yesterday and he said that he is doing well, and that boot camp isn't that bad. Before he left, I had to get him some contacts since he broke his glasses a a concert. He had informed me that they threw them away after he arived, but provided him with a new pair of glasses. Thankfully he is not walking around blind. I really did hate spending $75 dollars for the contacts knowing that he would only need them for a week, but it would have been pointless to get new glasses. He would have been shipped out before the new ones arived.
I really need to take a nap now before I go pick up Kristen at Tucker. I worked last night and having a rainy moring isn't helping me stay awake at the moment.

Blogging

As with all struggling artist, my weekly situation contiues to have its ups and downs.School will be starting next week and I'm hoping at least some of my time will be freed up. My head is buzzing with ideas on how to complete my book and I'm really excited about that. On the down side of thing, my car is falling apart. I need breaks, new latches for my doors, and now a starter.Oh the shame of dealing with old cars. Calling my mother for a ride home from work is not one of my favorate "to do" things on my list.
     Right now I've been looking online to see about financing a vehicle and things seem at the moment fairly positive. Its too bad that I have to much going on at the moment to be creative, but hey, this is one of the reasons that we blog. At least for writter to generate ideas for future projects. It has been most helpfull to me.

Behold The Glory

Behold The GloryShare. Sunday, 25 July 2010 at 21:24

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You know, I could get on here and write about all the bad things that happen to me. Like the family member who has never known how to show any real tact or sensitivity to my feelings. Feelings of neglect, abandonment, as well as all the rude people that I've encountered today. Like the woman who yelled at me and said that I didn't know how to drive. I thought I was being considerate since I signaled about 600 feet before the left turn came up and, slowed down to about 45 mph. I've always been taught that that is defensive driving. She was fortunate that I was distracted by other things or I would have rammed my van into her car and driven her off the road. Both my driver and passenger door quit latching for me today and I've had to tie them shut. It is rather difficult to get in the van using the sliding door. Yea, my day has been a little frustrating and I would not have made it through with a dry eye if it wasn't for Kirk and my kids.

That brilliant full moon out tonight could explain it all. At least that was my first thought. But you know, this night is absolutely gorgeous outside. I would like for you to behold the glory that was presented to me.

The full moon is absolutely brilliant and bright. The dimming night time sky was filled with grey, pink and white streaks that appeared to have been painted by and invisible hand. The lightning fast shooting star that shot out in front of me to lead me home after dropping Kirk off at work. The air outside is now the perfect temperature, not too hot or cold. The mysterious planet Venus hovers above as the first star out tonight.

While sitting outside today preparing for Ed's boot camp BBQ before he left, we were blessed with a wondrous light rain. The taste was cooling, fresh, and sweet. I stood outside with my face to the sky to momentarily bathe in it's refreshing mist, smoothing my hair back as it fell from the sky. Oh the simple things in life that help us to forget out troubles, even for a moment.

Have you ever heard of the word Mizpah? It is what Ed's recruiter recently had tattooed on the back of his arm. It is Hebrew and the simplest way to explain it is a bond between two people. Sort of like the heart that is broken in two and shared between loved ones or friends. It is a beautiful word and despite all of the troubles of the day, I too have Mispah. Friends and loved ones who are there for me and I am thankful.

This is my first blog for this site. Yea it's going to be stupid and short because I have to go to bed, but there will be better ones in the furture.