Getting Arrested

On Tuesday night I was driving home from the store with little girl when I was pulled over. The police lady asked me why I didn’t even slow down for the stop sign then screamed “With an infant”. I have lived here for 40 years or so and there didn’t used to be a stop sign there, that is why.

Come to find out I had a warrant for my arrest for dilapidated fence , go figure, it was from a house that I no longer own, but she didn’t care. She asked who I could call to get the baby and I talked her into her following me home to drop her and the car off.

Anyway, they didn’t use my right name so my husband had a hard time finding me so I spent the night in jail, my first night ever I might add at 40 years old.

Now tell me who gets arrested for a dilapidated fence?? Me that’s who.

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It has been a while

Mostly because I had my baby, I have a new respect for mothers, but I don’t think that the people who make baby stuff considered that there might be someone trying to read it that doesn’t have 20 year old eyes.

I have a lot of other things I want to throw out there but this is a start.

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Grandpa’s Mandolin

As we move through our day to day lives, we at times experience something that reminds us of the past. Taking a few minutes to remember grandpa and his mandolin was worth far more than the time spent putting one of his stories down on paper.

Grandpa was a wonderful husband that picked wild flowers for grandma often. He was a great father taking all 6 of his kids to stay at a motel for the weekend so they could swim. More than anything he was passionate about what he did especially music. He didn’t just make the sounds of music he made the instruments like mandolins and guitars. He even managed to sell a few in his early days. He really did it for the pure pleasure than the monetary gain he could have received. They had beautiful tone and he took special care hand crafting each piece. He made special tools to make the tasks easier like a hook to hang the instrument so there would be no marks in the finish. He used things around the house that could be recycled such as for his scratch plate he used old record albums sanded smooth. For the pearl inlay he would use the inside of shells that the kids had found on the beach or grandmas buttons. The end result was a genuine masterpiece.

Grandpa couldn’t read a note of music but you would have never known it by the way he played. He would not only play what he heard he would also make parts up as he played along with other songs.

After he retired he and grandma would hook their little camper up to the cutlass and travel the country meeting new people while going to bluegrass festivals. They spent their days listening to the booked bands on stage, the evenings visiting friends and eating potluck and sitting around a fire through the night for the best part, the jam session.

Grandpa has been gone for over a decade now, but his memories live on and are always good for a smile.

 

Drawing by: Kim Hardin

Rules for the country part 6

  1. Make love in the warm rain
  2. Never underestimate the girl with a gun, there is karma in the country too
  3. You never know which way the deer will run slow down
  4. Only girls can where boots with shorts
  5. Don’t waste time looking for the end of the rainbow, nature is a treasure
  6. Yes you have to take the kids
  7. let a new visitor find an arrowhead
  8. Turds don’t really float during a turd floater
  9. That smell never goes away
  10. Wow turkey can get off the ground

rules

Oh and the cows are still stupid

 

Maybe more

You walk out the door and 5 minutes later I call you just to say I love you. My heart is filled with memories of you and my mind does not waste a second remembering the exact look you had on your face when you walked out the door. Every thought that fills my head is about you and our life together not to mention our miracle. I can’t concentrate on anything. I do mindless busy work to calm my mind sometimes. When we are together I reach over and touch your arm because I love to feel you close and know you are there. My mind spins with ideas of what I could say to get you to come home although I usually decide against it so not to push you away. I melt inside when I remember the special words you said to me this morning. I always want to be what you need in a wife, best friend, lover and great huntin’ buddy.

I long for the moment that my head will be back on your shoulder and your strong arm wrapped lightly around me. That time stands still “Nothing in the world matters but us”. There is no nothing, no hot no cold, no stress, and no problems. I know they are still there but they just can’t get past the shield that is produced when our love collides in my soul.


Everyone has their own way of seeing love and the description above is the best I could come up with to explain the way I feel about you every second. Forever and beyond.

Gifts from the heart

Giving a gift of your time imagination and heart can be difficult but it is worth far more than the price tag that could ever be put on it. It is true that a handmade gift has to be given to the right person, as some have not realized the value of time.

Grandma probably has more to dust than she knows what to do with, especially if it is a large family. There probably isn’t a more thankful recipient of something from the heart that takes time than grandma. In this case small things mean a lot. A great example of a birthday gift could be a plant grown from a clipping complete with the story of its existence. Another idea would be a handmade coupon from dinner at her favorite restaurant, a chore around the house, or even to run an errand. Displays of events or special times made into scrapbooks or a video that can be played on her TV make great grandma gifts, not only do they bring people together but they also give an opportunity for learning more about the past, and you should never miss a chance to hear a grandma story.

But grandmas aren’t the only ones that would appreciate a gift that cost your time. Consider a best friend, especially one that seems to be busy all the time. A kidnaping for a picnic lunch may be just the thing to reunite two friends, but to make it really special, bring a homemade cake and a song, sing the birthday song make it silly or even write new words to it, “Anyone can be friends, it takes true friends to be silly”. Another idea for a special friend might be a saying that tells them how you feel. It could be written on just about anything like a card or a picture. IT could even be painted on a piece of furniture, gear it to what your friend is interested in. It really doesn’t matter what it says as long as it is honest and from the heart. For example to a true friend “To all the nights that turned to morning and a friend that turned into family” is a great tribute to friends.

Whatever you choose to give to whoever you choose to give it to will never forget the time put into that birthday gift and it will be well worth the effort and the joy it can bring is priceless.

Anything I want to ramble about