Cemetaries

Okay. You can call me weird. I do like ghost stories. Horror stories and I read true crime books. I also like cemetaries. I was watching this special on them and I found it so interesting. I like walking thru them and often read the stone and think of the people there. Wondering what they were like and how they might have lived and died. We have a very old cemetary near us that has many little lambs in it from the flue out break at the beginning of the last century as well as some that date pre civil war.

I sometimes laugh at the epitaths. For instance in the cemetary near us there is one that reads Here lies ------(can't recall his name) Shot in the head by a dirty reb. Nothing flowery about it. There is the famous one for the waitress who was hypocondriac which reads...I told you I was sick. *s* Here is another one.....In memory of Anna Hopewell
Here lies the body of our Anna
Done to death by a banana
It wasn't the fruit that laid her low
But the skin of the thing that made her go

Apparently she fell on the peel. btw..the last two are not in our cemetary but they are epitaths that made me smile.

It does sadden me when I drive by some of the old cemetaries and see how they are allowed to grow up with weeds and are neglected. I often wonder why some churches with able bodied people in them do not get out an hour or two a week and take care of places like that.

Just some thoughts

I had a lovely day with the youngest, Kris today. We went out shopping and I joined sams club. I must say I think it will be worth it. She is already planning her next trip back since I put her on my list of people living with us who can use the card at Sams. Then we went to CICI'S pizza and had the buffet there. A very inexpensive place to eat and hang out for awhile before continuing on with our shopping. She was supposed to bring a friend to so some wedding dress shopping but her friend could not get out of one of her afternoon classes.

I needed to get a few things that I could not find at sams so we were getting ready to go to walmart to get them when her phone rang. It was one of her soroity sisters calling to give her hell. She siad, Mom, I thought we were supposed to bond as soroity sisters. I just smiled and said, "Suuuuuuuure you are. There is always a few that that has to screw things up cause that is just how life it." The point is, this one sister does not talk to her in real life but she will get on a blog they all have and raise hell. Well, kris would rather face her than do it over the net so so goes to the girl and tells her off, even takes other sisters with her so she can prove she did not lie. Does tha help. No. She still has soroity sisters calling to give her hell for all the disruption. I am not saying my kid is a saint as she isn't but I do think that it should not be brought out in the open the way that girl wants to do so all the soroity and other people from college that log on to that blog site, do not read it. It does not seem fair to do it that way.

3 a.m.

It is three a.m. and I am sitting here working on this blog, trying to figure out how I post the places I visit on here. I can't figure it oug but then I realize I am half asleep and I should be in bed. I really should be. But I know that if i lay down, my eyes will pop open and I will be as wide awake as ever. I hate these nights.

Do I believe?

There are some things I believe in without question. I do believe in God. I believe in my husband and my best friends Cindy and Bonnie. They are both 'my rock' when I need one.
But those are sensible things to believe in, right? God, husbands (mine anyway) and best friends.

What about ghosts? I have often wondered if they really do exist even if I have never seen one. I have to say I have felt things that have caused me to ponder the existance of such things.

Once when I was in school, (my nurses training program which I was in for a year), I was living on a campus where there was some very old buildings. On the lower floor of my dorm building was the laundry room. I remember going down there one night and while I was the washer was running, I sat and studied. While studying, something tapped me on the back. I shrugged it off and waited for the person to say 'excuse me' but nothing happened. I looked up and there was no one there. I suddenly jumped up, grabbed my books and ran out of the room. I left my laundry there till the next day. Later I had heard that other people had such experiences there too.

I lived in an old farmhouse. I loved it there. But some of my friends and relatives could not see how I could live there as they felt very uncomfortable. My mom claimed she saw an elderly gentle man in her room one night. He did not scare her but she just saw him. My friend said she saw a hand above her one night as she awoke from sleeping. My cousin, who is very physic would stay outside when she came to visit. Her and another friend said the house made them feel strange. I, on the other hand always felt someone was watching over me. I had a good feeling about the house. Once when my mother in law was visiting, we were sitting at the table talking when there was a crashing sound in the corner of the kitchen. There was nothing there. No pots fell (which is what it sounded like) or anything like that. We started laughing and said it must have been 'ole Mrs. M.' who was an elderly polish lady who owned the house before us.

After that I always joked and said she was looking out for me. Later I talked to a man who lived there before me and he asked how I could live in that house as long as I had. We lived there thirteen years. He said they only lived in it a few months but they could not stand the goings on at night there. (I did hear foot steps going up the stairs a few times at night.)

I felt there was something there. Especially in the one room upstairs but I never saw anything. I just never ventured up there at night for some reason. I think that part may have been my imagination going wild. Or, maybe not.

But several people I know and trust claim to have seen ghosts. they could be real. Could they not?

Peta kills................?

I have never been a big fan of Peta's as there are some things I would disagree with them on but not much. I would never wear fur as I think it looks much better on the animals then it does on humans and there is no real need to wear furs. However the reports that Peta kills animals really bothers me. http://www.petakillsanimals.com/petaKillsAnimals.cfm.

If they do kill animals as this artical suggests, then I am truly appalled by it all. On the one hand they do not want animals killed for medical experiments, yet for some reason they are killing them . This little puppy is supposed to be one of them.

If they are going to do this, they should not complain about others killing animals. I am all for no kill shelters and would love to see us reach a point where we do not have to see pictures like the one I have above of killings of innocent puppies done by people who are supposed to protect them.

My Hot Mexican Mama and friends.....

Nicky, our gray and white tomcat who runs in fear of her. and sammy our calico who is her buddy.

I have decided to tell you all about all my pets. Not all at one time but I will tell you about them in various postings. This is my Sassy. She is chichuaua and she was my neigbors dog but they abused her so much that when she came to our house to eat, we decided to keep her. She has been with us since last june. She is, according to the vet, about five years old and suffered from various forms of abuse before we got her. One of my on line pals made her this sweater for this winter. She is are real sweetie and rules Jake and ollie, our other dogs.

There is already a pic of Ronnie up here but this is our cats Sammy ...the calico and Nick, the tricky gray and white tom we have....

Cold and dreary...........

I know we have been awfully lucky with the weather we have been having but I really do dread these cold dreary days which I know are headed our way. The thing is, I do not mind snow but I hate the damp dreary weather. Dampness gets to me worse then cold snowy weather.

Well, I am waiting to hear from my wayward daughter again. I don't know why I am worried so about her as she seems to be turning her back on all of us but I guess that is all part of being a parent. I also just found out she is telling people we kicked her out, which is not true at all. Not true, not true, NOT TRUE. Oh, well, such is life, I guess.......

why am I so tired?

I don't know if it is a seasonal thing or what but I am so tired lately. I have gotten on the computer with the idea of blogging on here but just have not had the strength to do it. I am sleepy right not. I really do think it is seasonal caus have had this happen before. If it keeps it up, I will have to go and see a doctor.

100 things about me.

1. I am tall. 5"9"
2. I am chubby..What my daughter calls 'fluffy'.
3. I wear glasses.
4. I have dyed blond hair. (it is really crappy brown)
5. I wear hats a lot.
6. I have been known to wear a wig.
7. I like to wear dresses at times.
8. I live in the country.
9. My mother was blind and disabled.
10. My father deserted us when I was 4 and she was preggers with my brother.
11. She was unable to care for us so we were placed in foster care when I was six.
12. I lived in an orphanage called the Willard Home.
13. I was passed from one foster home to the other (some abusive) until I went to live with the woman we was going to raise me. She was 63 and had three daughters all a lot older than me.
14. I had three foster sisters and one foster brother. (she was raising a grandson who was younger than me.)
15. I am a christian.
16. I graduated from Purchase Line High School.
17. I worked as a waitress and a nurses aide. Both jobs are thankless ones but one does what one has to do.
18. I lived in Kansas City MO. For two years.
19. At 21 I was reunited with my mother. (with the blessings of my foster mom.)
20. I helped my mom get out of an abusive relationship.
21. I had a years worth of nurses training.
22. I have a great husband.
23. I have two girls.
24. One is in college studying to be an art professor.
25. One lives about three miles from us now and is mentally ill.
26. When I was younger I always dreamed of owning a horse. I love them but do not own one.
27. I have three dogs.
28. I have three cats.
29. I have been chatting with the same chat group since 1996.
30. I love humming birds.
31. I hate prejudice of any kind.
33. I love my mother in law.
34. I idolized my father in law.
35. Twilight is my favorite time of the day. I love to sit out on the porch on summer nights and wait for the moon to rise as I listen to the night sounds.
36. I love all kinds of music except rap.
33. I love horror suspense books. +-
34. Reading true crime stories is something I love too.
35. Ann Rule is one of my favorite authors.
36. I belief in ghosts. I have never seen one but many of my friends and relatives have.
37. I have family in Michigan and go there to see them.
38. I hate lightening.
39. I hate the sound screech owls make at night.
40. I hate liars.
41. I love to quilt.
42. I have been to Canada.
43. I am a diabetic.
44. I have nueropathy in my legs and feet.
45. I hate ticks that get on my cat when he gets out. I do not want to touch them.
46. I love Italian cuisine.
47. I hated snow peas when I was a kid and would not try until the other day. I like them now.
48. I love seafood. Shrimp is my favorite.
49. My favorite actress is Charleze Theron
50. I have no favorite actor.
51. I have no real favorite movie. I like many. Too many to mention.
52. I love the smell of new mown grass.
53. I love the sound of knee-deeps in the summer.
54. I love catching lightening bugs.
56. I love swimming. I cannot get enough of it.
57. I love CSI. Any of them.
58. I love A&E channel and Court TV as well as any of the discovery channels.
59. Animal planet is right up there too.
60. I loved trout fishing at our camp.
61. I hate talking on the phone. Seriously. I talk to one or two of my friends but anyone else, it is hello, how are you? And what do you want?
62. I would rather email or IM.
63. I like to cook.
64. I do not like most of the fast food places. If I am there, it is cause my kid works there or they want to go there.
65, I hate the enzyte commercial and Bob. I don't care about him or the little missus.
66. I love the old songs of the beatles and Rod Stewart.
67. I prefer men my own age or about five years younger.
68. I have had some short stories published.
69. I hate cold damp weather.
70. I love snow at Christmas.
71. I hate it when people asked how I am all the time and they don't really care.
72. Blue is my favorite color.
73. I love little kids.
74. I would have had four if I could have had them but I realize two is enough for me.
75. I have been on welfare. (8mos.)
76. I have been in an abusive relationship.
77. I believe God answers prayers.
78. I do not like george bush.
79. I am afraid of being lonely.
80. I lost a friend cause her husband was cheating and I did not tell her.
81. I learned to be very protective of my friends and family.
82. I have learned to accept myself no matter what anyone says.
83. I have two Silas that I love.
84. I have one in law that I tolerate. No more, no less.
85. I try not to gossip.
86. I love all kinds of coffee with cream. I really like the international ones.
87. I love tea. Especially green tea with honey.
89. I like cookouts in the summer.
90. Love family gatherings.
91. I used to live on a farm and loved it.
92. I love old Victorian style houses.
93. I love surprising people with gifts. My best friend is about to become a grandmother. Her daughter is a sweetie. I gave her the one gift she want for her shower and surprised her a week later with a quilt I made for her baby. I am doing the same thing for another young woman.
94. I like Bill Maher.
95. I love roses. I do not like them as gifts though.
96. My favorite gift from hubby is a heart made of granite. We did not have a lot of money one year and he had a job with a contruction company. He made a heart for me and put his name on the back. I have had it in my kitchen for 20 years.
97. I do not like people who pass judgment on others.
98. I hate bear meat.
99.I collect dolls.
100. I love to do things like this.

How much more can we take?

I sit here and listen to the mother in Pakistan cry over her dead child then the father in Guatemala crying over his loved ones and wonder what can I do besides sit in my comfortable home and talk about all the ails of the world and pray that God is with those who are suffering. Yes I can donate to my personal charity which I will do but what else can I do? I feel so helpless. I am not able to get my ass out and go there to volunteer because of my own problems but I do wonder if there is something else I can do.

Will she ever learn her lesson?

My daughter has a habit of picking up guys and moving in with them. The first time she did it, it was with a guy she met on the net. She dated him twice and moved in with him, four months later, after one suicide attempt, and two times in the hospital from his beatings, we were able to get her out with nothing but the clothes on her back.

Last week she went out with a guy and made it to four dates before I got the call I was expecting saying she would only be home long enough to pick up her clothes. The only improvement is, this guy has a job and a car. This time it was a little longer. (4 dates). She is getting better at getting to know them before she moves in. By the time she is 40 she might date one long enough to get to know him before moving in. (this will not count all the one night stands)

Thank God she had her tubes cut and hopefully she wears a has him wear a condom.

The first time she did this, I got all bent out of shape and cried alot. Now, I am to the point, where, hey, she is 24. She is gonna do what she is gonna do and there is nothing I can do but be there to help pick up the peices when it all falls apart. She is my daughter and I will always love her, worry about her, and pray for her but I cannot stop her from doing the things she wants to do in life.

My youngest is ready to kick her ass and all she says is didn't she learn the first time? I think she just wants to be loved by someone so bad that she is willing to do about anything to get a guy and keep him. It is sad and such a worry but there is nothing I can do.

Hmmm.........

I could not think of a title for today but it is a lovely fall day here inPennsylvania. I look out and see the leaves changing and think it would be a great weekend for a drive in the country further north where the leaves are changing but we may not have the time to do that. Our youngest may her down from college for the day and we want to spend time with her. Don't get to see her very much now that she is in college.

Once I see a movie, I do not want to see it again but elder kidlet watches the same ones over and over. Right now she is watching Blade for about the tenth time. I saw it. I know how it ends. No need to watch it again. Although there are a few I will watch over again. We may go in and see Tim Burton's Corpse Bride this week. Unless I can think of something better to do tomorrow that the we will all enjoy.

Got to get back to the quilts I am making.