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Stuff Dad Said

Father’s Day is right around the corner literally and I actual went to visit my Dad yesterday. We live very close to each other, but I guess I just am busy with my life and he with his, so we don’t get to visit with each other much. Anyway, while on this trip to see Mom and Dad, I started thinking about things he use to say to my brother and I when we were young.

He has a great sense of humor and loves to laugh, although he isn’t the best at joke telling himself. He has a very outgoing personality and at times my mother has hidden from everyone in embarrassment at his very open and comfortable presence. (Check out this video to see how impulsively fun he is in public.) I love that about him though!!

Dad never was one much for profanity. He is a baby boomer born in 1945. He had a few different careers early in life even though he only had a 4th grade education, was drafted to Vietnam, married my mother when he returned home, became an entrepreneur, was and still is a talented musician, writer, vocal artist, and adopted my brother and I in the 70’s. In 1991 he dove into pastoring the church and has served the ministry since full-time. Rarely did a curse word ever leave his lips, but he did incorporate some slang into his vocabulary from time to time. He would also throw in a few words he thought were “hip” or “cool” from time to time.

Dad, although I know you are not on the internet and will probably never be – here is a tribute to you and the nutty stuff you use to say (and still do).

Got cotton in your ears? That wind’ll fool ya!

There’s a fine line between faith and foolishness sister…and we’re on the line here!

Know what I’m say’n? Do ya dig me?

Sis, stop that! You’re a girl!

Trust me, it’ll taste good…

Fetch your brother for me.

This here’s a little trick I learnt in ‘Nam.

Flip!!!!!! (This word would follow his hammer hitting his thumb.)

Don’t let your left hand know what your right hand is doin’.

I get the gist of it.

Would you like for me to help you clean your plate? (said with a big hopeful grin)

Now, put this in your spirit… (Insert Advice Here)

Chris, do you ever get tired of talking?

Are you gonna eat that?

Truth in the house! (Always said in church instead of Amen.)

Come to church sometime (said to everyone he ever ran into…ever)

I’m pick’n… (this was followed by an awkward pause until you say “And I’m a grin’n”)

Always keep your foot on the rock and your mind made up.Β  (This was code for I hid some money for you under a rock that your mom doesn’t know about.)

Got everything covered? (Code for do you need any money.)

Now get this, …(Insert random comment)

Are you reading me?

If you ever hit your sister, you’ll have to deal with me.

Jesus never asked someone to take a shower or put on deodorant before he saved ’em.

Your mom said go to bed on time, so could you be quiet enough that she thinks you’re asleep?

I did it, it was me. (Proudly proclaimed every time mom found something us kids broke, to save us from the wrath of mom.)

You gotta love people where they’re at.

Maybe my dad was 1 in a million? I think so and I thank God for sending me and myΒ  brother to him. I know his life changed after we entered the picture and I appreciate the sacrifices he and mom made for us.

Happy Father’s Day Daddy. I love you!!

Mom & Dad - Before Kids

Mom & Dad – Before Kids

Bored to Crafty

I apologize that I haven’t published in almost a week. I actually have written an article or two, but could not bring myself to publish them. It’s not the right time for those just yet.

Here is a small project that requires little to no skill that I’ve wanted to share with you though. Through the embarrassment, I’ll detail what worked and what didn’t if you want to try this little DIY craft also.

I like to up-cycle and re-purpose things that still have life in them rather than to just throw them away to be recycled. It saves money sometimes and always gives me something creative to do when I’m bored πŸ™‚ For this craft, I decided to use some of the many old coffee cans we had saved to make flower pots. Coffee cans of today are made of plastic unlike their ancestors – the forever recyclable aluminum ones.Β  So, here’s what I did:

Step 1

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A hammer & nail

empty coffee container

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Gather supplies I thought I needed

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a pole

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Spray paint

I’ll be honest with you…I didn’t exactly think this all the way through before I started! I thought it a good idea to use the pole so I could spray paint the containers without having them on the ground to get grass stuck in the new paint on them.

Step 2

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After spraying one container I realized that the paint would splatter everything around the container too. So my next step was to wrap the pole in some paper to keep the paint off the pole. This should have been added during the prep step – oops 😦

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Step 3

I removed the container from the pole and sat it aside to allow it to dry. After spraying about 6 or 7 containers, I thought I could start adding my soil and planting. I realized that none of the containers had any seepage holes for water drainage 😦  Like I said…I did not think this through.Β  Truth be told in hindsight – putting holes in the containers should have been step 1, before any painting. Did I mention I was sleep deprived when I did this?

Anyway, to add drainage, I used a hammer and a nail. I gently hammered the sharp nail through the bottom of the container in 4 sections.

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Needless to say, I changed the order of my DIY mess after realizing that I was knocking paint off with every strike of hammer to nail. Did I mention crafts on little sleep is not advisable?

Step 4

Revise all Steps and plans!

While making holes in the containers, I realized I had forgotten yet another step! In my preparation, I should have worn gloves!!!! Much to my surprise – when using spray paint, it colored my finger nails 😦 Part of my initial supply list should have been a pair of gloves!wpid-IMAG0961.jpg

Step 5

Plant in containers
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Step 6

Realize that I should have painted the inside rim of each container!

Step 7

Stop doing DIY crafty projects when I’m bored silly and sleep deprived!

Step 8

Learn from all mistakes and do it right next time – if there ever is a next time πŸ™‚

What Are You Looking At?

Yesterday, after school, we attended a football parent meeting. It was a mandatory meeting for all players in all grades of the High School and was very informative. Since we have 3 boys attending (1 played last year & 2 will play in the Fall) we never thought a thing about attending.

It was a good meeting – very informative. I’m new to this whole kid playing sports thing because X & Z never played any sports in the past, but Y who came to live with us a year ago has played sports his whole life. All I knew of sports from last season was the the endless shuttling of kids from one location to the next, sitting in the stands and washing uniforms. Y moved in with us in the spring and just joined right in with the existing football team, so we missed any and all parental information meetings last season. Shoot, we never received any communications from the coaches or anyone else except Y. This year is different.

Anyway, after the meeting was a “cook out” which consisted of hot dogs wrapped in aluminum foil, tiny bags of chips, water, and cookies. There was no seating, so we all just stood around and snacked off paper plates and looked around at the other people, kids, coaches, etc. interacting or just standing around like we were.

I noticed several “clicks” or grouping of people that must have known each other from the previous years. My husband hasn’t lived here long, so knew no one really, but I have lived here my whole life. I went to this school. I saw a few people that I knew. And surprisingly something happened.

Memories!

Since hitting my head a while back and losing a ton of memories, I get super happy when some return! They were pretty happy memories too. I remembered the wings/halls of the school (which classes were where) and began to remember some happy, funny, or eventful events that occurred πŸ™‚

I guess I was kind of zoning out after a few minutes because I suddenly realized my husband was talking to me. Listening intently, I tried to catch up on his conversation when I noticed over his shoulder that a group of women standing behind him were staring at us. There were 4 women in this group. The one in the front was covering her mouth and she spoke to the other ladies as she cut her eyes toward us. At several times our eyes met and locked on each other as she continued to talk to the other ladies. She would slant her eyes our way, nod in our direction and point with her elbow. Basically, she did everything except point a finger at us.

I looked back at my husband who thought I was upset about something and was refusing to look at him as he spoke to me. He walked away from me for a minute. I looked him over to see if he had toilet paper stuck to the bottom of his shoe or his fly was open. Nope. Nothing there to see. I found no reason they’d be staring at him, so I examined myself. I’m always dressed modestly, so I had no body parts playing peek-a-boo, no spilled ketchup running down my shirt, nothing on my face, and my hair wasn’t sticking up in an odd Something About Mary way.

My husband came back to where I stood and we spoke for a little longer. I glanced over his should a few more times and then it hit me! Bad memories…Not my memories though. I thought about the horrible stories about kids making fun of other kids, bullying and such 😦 I’ll admit that when I was in school I had my fair share of insecurities, but I was never bullied at this school over them. In fact, at this school, every kid is just…a kid. There were a few small “clicks”, but not very many and even the people in those groups were nice to the other kids. It really is a great school as far as that goes. Everyone is accepted.

I tried to tell myself that I was inventing something that wasn’t there. But…I just couldn’t shake the feeling that there truly was 😦

It was at that time that I lost my temper and knew that I needed to exit the facility in order not to embarrass my children. Afterall, X is going into his senior year and I don’t want to ruin that for him. You see, when I lose my temper (which is an extremely very rare occasion), people part from me like the parting of the Red Sea. I am not very pretty when I blow up which is why I have managed my anger very well through behavior modification. I pray and leave the situation quickly.

After much prayer last night, I found peace. I’ve decided that I will be seeing these women on a regular basis now and that I need to at least find out there names. As the school year goes along, I will also find out why they were staring at us also. I’m just blunt like that πŸ™‚

Our pets?

Many people enjoy the company of their loving & loyal pets. The term pet is also loosely used to describe just about any type of life form we hold captive. Ex: cat, dog, fish, turtle, lizard, bird, & many other lifeforms.

In our home, we have a community loyal, not owner loyal dog who loves our neighbors the same as she loves us. She requires no feeding because she will not eat dog food under any circumstance. She is a hunter and feeds herself off the land. She requires very little maintenance because she merely wants to be recognized about once a day by someone calling to her. She’ll wag her tail and then off she goes…into the neighborhood to scavenge.

We have a loyal (as long as he gets his way) cat that requires a great deal more than just once a day maintenance. He requires his litter box to be cleaned more than once a day or he will attack your legs, multiple treat snacks in a day, and recognition by anyone entering a room he is in.

There are also several dozen territorial loyal crawdads that live in our back yard. I’ve decided to claim these crawdads as pets because they have lived here longer than I have & no matter what we do to them, they won’t leave our back yard. I’ve read a few articles online describing people keeping them as pets. The way I see it, we’ll call them pets, but they’ll require no upkeep or cost (like the dog). They don’t want to be petted, only come out at night & require no maintenance. Oh what perfect pets they seem to be πŸ™‚

So here’s our pet collection:

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Second attempt – Arrowhead wonders

Over the weekend, my husband and I thought we would go out and look for a tilled up field to look through for arrow heads. Thinking we would try north, we drove around field spotting for a few hours. We found a lot of field, but none had been turned. We discovered that practically no one will is home on a Sunday afternoon anyway to give permission to walk their field.

Lesson learned. It was actually a good trip. We shared time together and checked out the landscape that we didn’t otherwise know.

After a couple of fields, Nick said “I just know we’ll find arrowheads or artifacts here!Β  Just look at what I found!” ….
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After a good laugh, we were on to the next field πŸ™‚

The only thing we actually did find was a shaft straightener,
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a few tiny pieces of flint, and several farm properties that are for sale.

I’ve always liked just leisurely driving around though, so I loved it!
It was a good day πŸ™‚

Below are some we found on other days.

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