Callie over yonder at MidWestHorse gave me this “Spread The Love” award.
This award was created by Mica at Garb-oodles Soup with an idea to “Spread The Love” in amongst those we meet through the blogoshere and find that connection.
Two reasons I have this blog.
1. I need a creative outlet….or a ranting outlet….or a rambling outlet. You get the picture.
2. There are people out there in the blogosphere who are truly interesting people and tremendously talented writers. I am connected to a certain, special, group of y’all. Some of ya have horses, some of ya have dogs, or cats, or kids and or none of those and so on. I enjoy reading what y’all have to say (most of the time!). And, I LOVE seeing photos and reading about how others live, in other states or other countries.
Bubba’s algebra teacher nominated him for the United States Achievement Academy and Yearbook. We are happy about it.
The MathCounts competitions have been rescheduled to the 16th of this month. I am also happy about that. It is a lot of fun and I do not even like Math!
Meanwhile, everything is crazy busy as before but I am still wandering around in this awful head-fog.
I want to be well again, dang it.
The past week, sugar-free RedBull and vitamin mineral water have been my best friends.
Sunrises and Sunsets are a favorite thing of mine….Sunsets more so.
Sunday evening (Feb 3rd), the sky was on fire.
Notice that Wee One’s curls are nearly gone?
He wanted a ‘big’ haircut so I let him have one. Wee is happy with it but I am still mourning the loss of his beautiful curls. There are still some but not as long and pretty as they were….
In this photo he is so tired he can barely see straight.
I went and took a shower, hubs was supposed to be putting Wee One to bed. I got out of the shower about 25 minutes later and find Wee One drawing, hubs was snoring from Wee One’s bed.
So, I gathered up Wee One and put him in my huge kingsize bed. I think hubs had an uncomfortable night in Wee’s twin size bed with rails-ha.
Super Tuesday dawned with thunderstorms and heavy downpours. We were lucky to not get those awful tornados.
Wednesday morning (Ash Wednesday) we awoke to snow and black ice on the roads. Schools were still in session though.
Thursday from about 10 am until noon it snowed. It melted…most of it, as soon as it hit the ground.
Now it appears our whacky weather is back to ‘normal’….but what exactly is normal for Oklahoma this time of year????
Our taxes are done and the checks are written out, sigh….we will pay in as usual but nearly as much as I had thought.
I am disgusted with Romney’s withdrawal from the Presidential race. Never dreamed he was a quitter.
The past few Sundays hubs and both boys went to church. It has started to become a regular thing.
I am not sure what to think about hubs the last few months. He has quit drinking all together. Hubs has never been a drunk or had any type of addiction troubles so I am unclear as to why he has quit completely. I much prefer him when he has had a beer or two. Heck, I much prefer myself after a few cocktails…..
I certainly hope hubs is not expecting me to jump on the dry out wagon, because that is not likely to happen any time soon.
Now, hubs is all gungho about attending Sunday church services. I am hoping he ‘grows‘ out of this……but chances are slim of that. Hubs is not one to do things on a whim or to go thru phases. This may turn into a permanent thing.
We attend church only on special occasions. When Bubba’s Youth Group is doing something special or if hub’s oldest brother, who is the Baptist Preacher of the huge congregation in the town where Bubba attends school, is having a special service or something along those lines.
Being raised and schooled Catholic, and now having Lost Faith , I have a hard time with all catagorized religions.
Below is taken from the Lost Faith post to give a better idea of where I am at right now:
I was a practicing Catholic when I was younger, over half of my life. I would not call myself atheist — agnostic is probably closer — but I’ve definitely had a shift. Life lessons have taught me that there is a way to retain spirituality (of a sort) without adhering to dogma. More than once, I’ve noticed that some Christians have a vastly different concept of Christianity than mine and were (excuse the sweeping unfair generalization) often one-sided jerks really made me rethink my identification with that group. Values are important, and I have a myriad of Christian beliefs and some that are regarded anti-Christian. A few of my beliefs: I believe strongly in the death penalty, abortion is a woman’s choice (as long it is not utilized as birth control), and I am not against euthanasia in some instances. Where do my values fit in with Christianity and Catholicism? They don’t. Hypocrites run rampant in religion. I refuse to agree with certain beliefs when inside my heart, I cannot change the way I feel.
I will never push my beliefs on anyone nor would I allow anyone to push their beliefs on me.
And, if hubs is thinking about giving any church 10% of our income, he may have a small problem with me agreeing to it. I know quite a few wealthy preachers who do not work outside of their church, neither do their wives or children and they live pretty damn good….okay I feel this turning into a rant to I’ll end it here for now.
I am not against him donating some money to church, but I do not agree with 10%.
I almost forgot to add this.
Last Monday morning, Wee One and I went to Tulsa to his dentists appointment. I deviated from our normal route to drive by a large Quarter Horse farm/ranch to see if they had any new foals out in their paddocks yet.
After we passed by the ranch, we had to take a back road up to the highway. On the left side of the road was a large, agricultural type building with fresh new white paint. On the side of the building, in big letters, written in bold, blue paint was this:
The Sheep Shed
I busted out laughing upon reading that.
Wee One pipes up from the back seat, “mama, what is so funny?”
I am starting to worry about my sanity…….