i have a new soap box to get on today. linkin park: faint is on loud so i can really get into this. my mom fell at work (thank goodness she's ok) and several coworkers told her she needed to file workmans comp, but at her own admission it was her fault and she hadn't "broke anything". i left her a comment that said KUDOS to you. as an employer i can tell you that she is in the minority. there are so many out there that look for a reason to get W.C. and use it like a vacation or to sue their employers for just about anything. a safe place to work is an employers obligation and accidents do happen when W.C. is needed, but i think quite a few employees would be amazed at how much this ins. cost and how much it goes up with a relatively few number of claims made.

anyway all this is to say that weak work ethics and shallow loyalty on both sides cost us all, employer and employee alike.

well thank you for letting me have my say again.

i've spent the day at our church. we are feeding and supplying evacuees with cloths, toys for the kids etc...
the people i've met today have been all so different, some shy, some embarrassed , some excited and grateful. when these things happen you want to help in anyway you can, and yet, it just doesn't seem enough. in my mind there is a litany "you can do more". my body aches from head to foot and i feel like i could prop in a corner and sleep for a week. yet i can't sleep there just has to be more i can do. so in the meantime i keep my eyes and ears open and pray.
what i don't understand is the murder the looting and anarchy that is taking place in the affected areas.
i think maybe God is looking down and weeping. i also believe when he said "love one another", it wasn't a suggestion.
tomorrow it starts again, the meals to the empty eyed people, the people with unbearable sorrow in their eyes and the ones with unutterable joy at being alive knowing there are people there to hold hands and weep with them.

isn't it amazing. monday you can't wait to get to your computer. friday you can't wait to get away? WOW!my son just called with how much it cost to fix his car. it's more than the cars worth. ;) it was a LOT of little things and really needed it. i've just got to get some more pictures to post. i'm just too boring to fill in the posst on a regular basis.

hello. i've not been able to post in quite a while. not that i have any great words of wisdom anyway. well some updates: the cat is a he not a she. but after thurs will not technically be a he either, HAH wink wink. i'm sorry fellas, some days it is soooo satisfying for a woman to say NEUTER. the stitches weren't stu's they were one of the girls from the show with two stitches in her toe. now i'm an ex-nurse, but, i wouldn't touch somebody's feet unless absolutely necessary.
uuuhhh let's seee, oh yeah i think my shop has demons. technologically advanced demons. they know how to shut down all machines. and screw-up any attempt of anybody to fix them. but i think that connie (lady in front office) and i just might have them corralled. if not by tomorrow i'm going to call the preacher and schedule an exorcism. well that's about all for now.

our new shop mouser. she's going to be big enough to be a gaurd cat though if the guys who "hate" cats keep feeding her ;-).


the view from porch. can't see pond very well.


my grindstone. you know..nose to the........
oh never mind.

ok, here's a call you don't want. son 1100 mi away in a stunt show, "mom how do you remove stitches?" mom, "WHY?" (wait it gets better) son, "oh they aren't mine, i've just always wanted to remove stitches." now, i really don't know which is worse, that he would call me or that this is something he has ALWAYS wanted to do. hubby says i'm slightly morbid and he's right but i would have never guessed it was genetically programmed. even though as a nurse you have to have a fascination with what others call gross it's startling when it shows in your kids.
ah well, kids, gotta love 'em.

scratch last entry. scratch scratch. screammmmmm.
we've been in the middle of a state sales tax audit for...EVER. i can't remember when it started. today i finally got the bottom line. it's not quite as bad as anticipated, still where does it end. we already pay roughly 48% in taxes state, federal etc... we try very hard to be legal and aboveboard, now i'm wondering why? sometimes it seems like our government just does not want smaller business' to make it. at times it seems like we take three steps forward and then are pushed back two.

it feels marvelous today and it's raining. i love it. not a lot of inspiration for writing though.

OMG! did i mention it's HOT here? i should be working but i just had to say that. do i get an amen. yesterday sitting on my porch (again!) and wondered why is it that when any interview is done with an arkansan it seems they are a throwback to another era. not necessarily a better one either. if it's male, he will be wearing a a wifebeater and what might of been jeans at one time. if it's female, she will be wearing a wifebeater and what might of been shorts..(see above). the quotes will be something along the line of, "Well me and bubba here were just sitting on the porch and heared what sounding like a freight train..". you understand what i mean don't you. then i started looking around and just about wet myself, not that i would of noticed because with the humidity i was already soaked. if somebody described my life it would read like that interview. trailerhouse, overgrown lawn, dogs everywhere AAAHHH when did this happen. i've morphed into a real life redneck. i really wouldn't change anything about it though, yes my house is a trailer, but it's very nice and almost paid for, the dogs are the best alarm system you ask for (not mention the ear with no mouth), i'm married to a great guy, have wonderful kids trying to find and make their own mark on the world in a positive way, GREAT friends, jeez what else could you ask for?

this is where my oldest works. kind of scarey huh? and last but not least
here is daisy. since i couldn't think of a thing to say today, i thought i would just play with the pics.