Bush(The Greatest Generation) and God's plan.

Sitting here, watching the funeral of our 41st President, George H.W. Bush, the tears streaming down my face as if someone opened the floodgates and i could not turn it off. The sadness I feel for his family of losing the one man responsible for them all being here. 

A celebration of his life many have stated. A tribute to the life of a man who served his country with honor and who loved his family and God above all. An amazing life for which we are proud to have had him as our Leader. He did lead by his faith and his convictions on many issues and yes, there was a war on his watch, but in order for peace, at times, war is a necessary evil. He even had angst about it but knew for the good of the world to overthrow an evildoer, it had to be done. 

He served in a great war in which he was the lone survivor. Why? Only God knows why he was spared while others perished. Maybe, just maybe to become what God had intended. I think about that time in his life most of all and how the people speaking tell the story.... chilling.  I wasn't born then but i have heard my grandfather and family members tell that same story but out of a different book, their own perspective. I can't imagine those days and times of how so many served during that war and so many more never made it home. It saddens me but listening to how this generation of the past with all they had to endure, they still showed dignity, grace and respect for their fellow citizens. 

Let's talk about that generation for a moment---- men signed up went off to the unknown and the women went to work in support of that unknown. These days were of holding hands and a flirting glance with a twinkling eye. A time when a man was a man and a woman was a woman. That's how it is supposed to be. A door opening with a slight hand on the back to guide one in, allowing her to sit down first. Those are the times that are missing from today. Bush and his generation got it right, maybe not 100%, all the time but got it right on how to bring up your families with love and respect and when needed a firm hand. The time, most, spent with their families was quality because let's face it, even those were tough times and not many had a good quality of anything, but they managed and without help from their government. 

Respecting the one you are with or respecting those around you no matter what goes a long way. Not talking back to your elders and being addressed for your turn is a respectful way to have your say. Being disruptive never accomplishes anything in the end but more disruption. Helping those around you in any cause shows character and strength. Walking hand in hand with a glance here and there and a peck on the cheek is respecting that one person you chose or want to choose to be by your side; men and women have done this from the beginning of time and believe me there IS a difference. 

The selflessness of this generation is beyond measure, they were called to do what was necessary and they did it. It was for a greater cause than themselves. These men and women made the impossible possible, they worked together for the greater good and the accomplishments they made, we should be forever grateful. Their selfless acts of bravery during the call of duty should never be forgotten nor should ever be mocked. Giving of one's life for another is the greatest form of love a human being can have. You dang sure don't see this today and it's sad and scary; most are all about me era. 

As the service ends and I see all of them, one by one, showing the love and respect for a man of great character, wisdom and the sacrifices he made for all of us during his time in that the greatest generation and to now, I close my eyes to keep the tears at bay and picture he and his love those many years ago holding hands and dancing cheek to cheek to become a great love that endured a lifetime of no regrets and service to one's country. Our President is now gone to where God's plan had intended-- to now see why he was spared those many years ago during that time of our greatest generation. 

God's Speed 41..

Thanks, 

FRIENDS LIKE THIS?

FRIENDS LIKE THIS, WE ALL HAVE HAD ONE OR TWO


I know most of you have or have had a friend that thought you should follow them anywhere. Just because we are friends you should.....  take your pick of you should.  They open their mouths  and your name comes out for whatever the reason that friend wants or has to say, right?  And you are standing there with that dumb look on your face and wondering how you were going to get out of this one or how did I get into this or why. Yes, one of those friends, I have had my share, especially after I graduated from high school. Let me tell you, high school was a dream compared to the outside world. All sorts of folks out there. 

I had this particular friend back home in Mississippi. We had met at work and hit it off. We started hanging out together and she, especially when drinking, had a big mouth. One of those open mouth and insert foot. This  night, she had a row with a guy and off we flew with her screaming and screeching and me telling her keep your eyes on the road or pull over.  Well, we had come up on a car with other girls that looked like they were, not the type of girls we hung out with, nicely. They had their music up as loudly as we did and my friend had to either do a finger gesture of she opened that big mouth and pursuit began.  They chased us up and down Green Street off Green Street and into town and back and all the while she is hollering and honking. Now, by this time, why? She's yelling and I am yelling, getting no where fast when all of a sudden my friend takes a sharp turn into a parking space of one of our friends apartment building. I guess her thinking was if she turned quick enough they would not see us. Well, how that work out for us?  They were right on our tail, screeched into the space next to us and my friend couldn't or didn't get her door shut fast enough, the driver of the car ran over pulled her out and a few blows were thrown. Me and the others were still inside the cars telling them to stop and let it be. My friend and this girl were just yelling at what? Nothing, because my friend didn't know what she had done to cause this and the other girl was mistaking her for someone else. Me and another girl from the other car, finally,  got them to stop yelling and go to their perspective cars and go our own ways. 

Well to make a long story short. My friend gets mad at me for not going out and helping her. What on earth for when you had it covered and she wasn't mad at me, I didn't do anything. Your mouth again and your welcome.  See, one of the other girls and myself, remedied the situation to which those two were yelling and screaming and running around trying to keep the other from doing too much damage, it was funny, actually.  She goes into this rant of what friends are suppose to do for the other and if she asked me to jump off the bridge I should.  Nope. See to be friend's with Kimberly was a chore within itself, she was rich, entitled and her parents couldn't keep much track of her and she did as she pleased until the fun wore off. 

What to do with one of these type friends if you survived? Well, as I saw it there was more good in there than mischief and when she wasn't partying hard, she was actually a decent sort. So, we worked it out and stayed friends for a while until she moved.  We have to wonder with friends like this if it's worth it or not. It's up to the individual to weigh and do a check list, but for me, she was worth it for time, long ago.  


Just a thought.

Thanks, 

WHERE ARE REAL BLUE JEANS?

I have searched and searched but cannot find any real jeans... Where are they?  

Gone way of the dodo bird, I am guessing. 

Everything these days are made with that stretchy material that call themselves jeans, to me, NOPE. They call them many things as Skinny Jeans which by the way, where did they get skinny-- these aren't making skinny anything but a wallet. Have you seen the price tags to some of these so-called jeans these days and with holes already in them? Outrageous.   Then you have the booty jeans-- what in the heck do they put in them? Seems like some of them make that booty go up and say hello to the back. I don't know about you, but I don't  think the booty should be talking to the small of the back.  And then we have keep your tummy flattened jeans.  mm huh, glorified built in girdle if you ask me and by the time you get them zipped/buttoned you fill as if you are wearing one  (girdle) in those stretchy pants. And what about those skinny things cropping off at the ankles?  You might as well wrap yourself up in a full length girdle and take scissors to the ankles, you probably would get a better fit.  Don't get me started on the different sizes, nightmare.  

I don't like these pants/jeans whatever you call them. You best have the strength of Sampson to pull these dang things up most days and by the end of the day, you've got droopy drawers if you are one not to wear a belt.. That's another thing, why call them skinny fitting jeans when they are anything but.. By the end of the day, they are riding up where they ought not  to and pulling down where they shouldn't. I don't know about you but I have worked long and hard keeping my butt from meeting the back of my knees and I plan on keeping it that way without the help of these "skinny stretch things". 

Whoever came up with these, I have to wonder. Where are my "REAL" no stretch, no booty, no belly flattened jeans.  I want my old good fitting Levi, Lee jeans back. I can't find these old jeans anywhere. I love putting on these old jeans and feeling like a real lady/woman not a pushed up pulled in facsimile of what I am or should be. 

Are you with me ladies? Rise and make a stand for the good old fashioned blue jeans. 

No thank you to these "skinny" jeans, give me my old Levi's any day. 

Just a thought, 

Thanks, 

KNEEL OR STAND?

TAKING A KNEE

To those that kneel, I would like to pose a question to you. Why are you kneeling for some social injustice you feel has been put upon the masses? When you can take a stand for those that sacrificed for you to be where you are today.

Why not with all your millions help those people in your areas you feel are being ill served? Why are you not working with those that you say are doing the said "injustice" to those masses? 

Those that yell the loudest generally do not want to fix anything, just make noise. Hardly, ever about wanting to make a real difference but to get the masses whether for or against in an uproar. Just bring attention. 

Why don't you instead of taking a knee, take a stand for those that sacrificed for you? Take a stand for that single mother or father that may have worked more than one job and not eaten or bought new clothes in order to help you be that one. Or that grandparent that sacrificed their time and love for you to be that one. That police officer that showed you kindness and helped you along the way or that teacher that stayed late to give you the guidance you needed. What about the preacher that pounded love and tolerance and forgiveness to you.  All these and more have sacrificed time and energy into giving unto you a path that made you who you are today.  

It will be best served to stand for those that gave you soo much instead of kneeling for some cause that you could change or help change with some tolerance and time. I know many will say, we have to make a statement for social justice, right? The Flag and our Country has nothing to do with "social justice" it's a made up term for those trying to change our lives. Yes, there is injustice but it's not social, it's on both sides black and white, but this is not what I am talking about...  it's taking a knee to disrespect (whatever/whoever), I am trying to ask why not take a proud stand for those that are looking down or in that stand or at home watching you in whatever you do and show them the respect on the sacrifice they made for you.  

Just a thought...

Thanks

My take on Boy Scouts and it's okay to be a MAN/BOY

I keep hearing on the news about soo many things that just burn me up. On how men can't be men anymore and women well we are just screwed up from the word go, these days.  I mean what is wrong with BOY SCOUTS?  it has been in business for 108 years and now to see it go down because of the Political Correctness freaks out there that really don't believe in the cause. Boy Scouts put young boys into being young men,  What do girls know about being a MAN? not one dang thing. We are built differently, not only physically but emotionally. Throughout history, man has been the one who saves the day, bread winner, someone strong and most young girls dreams, A PRINCE.  

Boy Scouts is a club that boys can get to be boys and learn about loyalty, friendship, bravery and kindness. It has been a darn good club to mentor young boys and guide them to be responsible men. They have turned out some great men. Some have started businesses, served our Country, some have gone into law enforcement and some have turned out to be great fathers and husbands. Now what is wrong with that?  

The PC Culture tells us we have to be inclusive and girls should be on the boys team but by damn the boys can't join the girls club.  Well for one, I am here to ask if the girls are going to be joining BOY SCOUTS will they endure the same treatment as the guys? Will they have to go forage in the wilderness, build tents, go use the bathroom on the open ground or will they get to bring makeup, hair supplies, telephones, book/magazines and do nothing but call themselves BOY SCOUTS? 

Let's face it we are dumbing down our future generations. It's sad because growing up being a boy meant something to many. Playing football, baseball any type of sport they could show their god given abilities and sportsmanship of the team (not I). Opening doors for their lady friends was a sign of respect. It showed the female this guy was boyfriend/husband quality. It was okay for a guy to take up for his lady friend, it showed he cared. It was okay for a guy to hold a girls hand, to ask her if he could kiss her at the end of a date, heck it was okay for a guy to pick up a girl from HER house not anybody's house.  Maybe it's just me and how I see our young people act today, there are no morals, no respect for themselves or others, no real friendships, no conversations and no real comradery of any type. No one is real anymore. We need to take our young boys back and show them it's okay to be masculine, it's okay to have/show a softer side, it's okay to raise your kids, it's okay to hold hands, it's okay to say words of encouragement, it's okay flex those muscles, it's okay to wear those jeans or that suit, it's okay to open doors, it's okay to show respect. IT's okay to be a MAN. Take it back.   

But not with the PC culture that we have sat by and idly let ruin our young people and take over our schools, our work our government/non facilities, our entertainment; basically our lives. These people really, do not believe their hype. This is way too long of a rant for me to go into today, but tune in for the future.

I am here to tell you Boy Scouts has just made a big mistake cowing down to the PC police. This old tradition of bring boys to men will be gone in just a few short years.  It is very sad that they could not hold their ground.  So what if girls want to join, rules are there for a reason. But, if they are to join and want to act like a boy-- by all means show them like a boy. 

Boy Scouts is an old tradition and there is something for tradition, it should not be tampered with leave it alone. 


Thanks,

Mental Slope

With all the talk about guns and what to do or not to do.  I feel, we are about to go down a slippery slope where mental health/illness is concerned.  

Bear with and I will explain on why I feel this way.  They (big government) is now wanting to pass laws that keep the mentally ill from owning guns and if they have guns- they can confiscate them. That can bring a whole mess of problems. 

What does someone having a mental issue mean?  Let's go over a few "issues" and see how we would find ourselves in this quandary of the "mental slope".  Okay, say you or I have taken some type of medication that normally goes for depression or get this take a certain type of medication that is for your ailment but it also can treat a psychological disorders. Or you have seen a doctor for any number of disorders; take your poison- say for depression or afraid of heights, spiders, death in family etc..  Well does this warrant the big brother of government to take my/your guns? NO!

Now they will say while the big ole debate is going on, that these will not go under the prevue of confiscation.  Well, sure we can believe what big brother says, right?  NO! This debate is useless unless they can make up what determines a mental issue with no loop holes or addendum laws attached. Government can't do that, they have no sense of knowing or even care. We already have laws on the books that are not being enforced by someone in big brother government and we the little people are falling for it again. Special interest groups taking the bull horn and shouting to rooftops and wanting laws changed for the good of the people, Yeah right? for the good of their blowhard mouths and padding money in the pockets of these politicians to whom they wail. We have too many laws that are not being enforced and no intention of being enforced they are made only to pacify those special interest groups and get themselves richer. Shame on us, little people.  

What if one day we have a bad day at work or at home and fly off the handle and someone calls in that we have or they think we are having a mental breakdown of sorts. Does this warrant confiscation of guns? Question - who does one call - is it local or federal? Is it a day in court or automatic confiscation if they deem you unfit mentally to own a gun? 

Now before some of you jump off the bridge, I understand with a deep mental issue; a deep psychosis like schizophrenia etc.., may fall under issue but who is going to determine that?  Come on we all suffer from some sort of mental issue every day of the blasted week from work, kids, home, family you name it - it's there. Is it a physician from the local or federal government that will determine who is unfit? Who? Can anyone call in and say you or I unfit to carry a gun? See my point?  

Things need to change but making more useless laws that no one will follow or enforce is a waste of tax payers time and money.  There needs to be a debate and not one sided either. So before we go down the slippery mental slope. We really need to determine what right are we going to give up next.  Because from what I understand of our great nation..  Our rights and liberty are not up for debate.  

@realdonaldtrump 

Thanks, 

NOTE TO SELF

Well Mom, I made it, the age you were 19 years ago; the year you died. All these years, after your passing, I have been so scared and nearly petrified of seeing this age. 

I thought of my great grandmothers' death at 67 years old and my grandmother at 64 and then you, Mom, at 64-- scared me into thinking what about me or my sisters and brothers? The women in my family seem to go fairly young. And with my age of 34 when mom passed, started me thinking of the years to come. Thinking of the future scared me to death that I stopped living and to only exist. Existing in the moment. I began not caring or wanting very much anymore, brought more depression that I almost shut down. My days became my nights and my nights my days-- no sleep--to afraid to sleep. 

Thinking of death and how death was lurking, waiting for my turn. My thoughts of death began to consume me and I started thinking of ways, silly I know, on how to cheat death.  Really? No one, not one single thing can EVER cheat that creepy little guy with the sickle, but I sure was hoping and praying. After all DEATH had cheated my mother and how I hated him but,feared him as well. Fear was it in a nutshell. Dying was a loss to me, my family and to my mother's memory.

Today, my 54th birthday, I have thought about her a lot. The tears I have shed thinking about her today, thinking of her short life and her death and how it seems unfair. What would mom be like , now? How much I miss her smile and her quirky little laugh, but most of all I miss her and the person she might have been.

All the years of me fighting death did nothing for me. It only stopped me from living the life that my mother sought for me and to be the best person I could be on this earth. No, my life isn't over, at least I hope that it isn't but I cheated myself and that I can't get back.  Even though, I knew you couldn't cheat death, thinking about trying or finding out how was good enough. But, Death comes to all of us in one form or another and I had to stop fearing Death and learn to embrace Life. So, I say to myself especially today, "get off your butt and no time better than the present." "Give yourself permission to enjoy what life can give and this is the best present you can give yourself and to mom's memory."

So, here goes.   HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BOBBIE SUE---- She's 54.  ENJOY!!!