Something Different


I love all things artistic and I consider myself an artist not just for the paintings and drawings, but in many ways. I do enjoy wood-burning, wood carving, glass etching, ceramics, and as you have seen, photography and so much more. I have done several pieces with wood in which I either carved or burned the image into a wooden plaque and then added color. The two I am going to share with you today are of my two sons when they were quite a bit younger. I also did one of my father which turned out really good, but I have not been able to find this third piece.

I took pictures of the plaques and the background you see behind them is simply the quilt that is on my bed. I had trouble get an even angle with the right light so that the detail could be seen. I think these two pictures turned out the best of all the ones I took. I have also done roses, shells, and a stained-glass cross/star on wood. I may post some or all of these in the future, but the ones with the boys are truly the best of the bunch.

So, take a look and please tell me what you think?

Jeremiah, age 8


Zachariah, age 5




Just Me, #14

(Remember, when I post Just Me, the picture I choose to post with it is something I like or that tells you something more about me. This is on my wish list!)

Good Evening Friends, Family, Fans, and Followers,

Another week gone by and now half of my precious two days off. I am very happy to be working, but it is exhausting work, truly. Today, I slept in until 8 AM only to wake up and discover that I had started my monthly cycle—the one thing in life that I completely loathe! I am so looking forward to menopause and it could not get here soon enough. Ok, I know, TMI.

Mary and I left around 9 o’clock to go to a moving sale. She got a couple of nice things and I also bought a few dime and quarter items, but it was not at all like I had expected. So, we decided we would go to a few more yard sales. We stopped by the house to unload the car and Cherie and Steven decided to join us. We went to a multi-family garage sale and it was a bit better. Everyone of us walked away with some new little treasure.

My treasure was a St. Anthony charm on a chain. St. Anthony is the patron saint of lost and found. I am not sure if any part of what I just typed should have been capitalized, as I am not Catholic, but all of my roommates have been raised Catholic and at their urging, I have called upon St. Anthony several times when something priceless or irreplaceable has been lost, and I am happy to say, he has not failed me yet. Too many great items and not enough cash rendered our journey a short one. However, just before our last stop, we stopped at Dunkin’ Donuts and had a very sweet treat, so that made it the best haul of the day!

When we returned home, we let Tallulah run out in the yard without her leash; a first since we got her a week and two days ago. We threw a ball for her for quite some time and were very pleased with the fact that she could be outside, could play in the yard, and could be trusted without a leash. But then a high school boy walked by and she gave chase. Tallulah has been through obedience school and usually comes, sits, and even pees on command, but this time, she failed to come as instructed. The kid was smart and just stomped his foot at her, which she backed away from, but once he started walking again, she would again chase him, barking wildly. I kept giving the command to come, but she would not heed.

My heart was pounding out of my chest. I had no idea what she was capable of. I finally got a hold of her collar and led her back into the house. Will she never be able to run freely in our very large yard and adjacent property? Will she have to go through more aggressive training? I don’t know, but for now, whenever we leave the confines of the house, she must be on a leash.

I also learned today that my Pappy has had a heart attack and is in the hospital. Apparently this happened a couple of days ago and tentatively he was to leave the hospital today and return home, but we haven’t heard the confirmation on that. I cried when I found out. I was taken aback a little at how very upset I was at the thought of possibly losing my Pappy. My aunt, and Pappy’s youngest of two daughters died when she was 25 in a horrible alcohol-related car crash. My Memaw died about a year later. Pappy has since remarried to Frances, a very lovely, kind, and caring woman who takes very good care of my Pappy. Pappy and Frances have been married 15-ish years—I believe. My mother, and Pappy’s only remaining child died three years ago this coming August. Too many deaths and it feels unfair. I do not want to lose my Pappy! Not yet. Tears are again rolling down my face. For now, I will remain most grateful that he has made it through and is going home. I will call him tomorrow and let him hear my voice telling him how much I love him.

I received an email a couple of days ago saying that adjustments had been made to my financial aid. Long story short (meaning I will not go through all I went through to try and find out exactly what that means), not only is there a cap on Pell Grants, but apparently there is also a limit to the amount of loans an undergraduate can take out. What I found out was that I am nearing that limit. What I have been unable to establish is, is this “nearing” before or after this year’s aid? Will I or will I not be able to continue with my classes this fall? If I can go this one more year, I will spend the entire year applying for any and all scholarships so that beyond this year, I will be able to continue until I am finished and have reached my educational goals. On the other hand, if I am not able to go this year, I will still pursue the scholarships, as I will not give up—I will finish one way or the other—but the snag will be that once I stop being enrolled for at least half-time, my grace period begins for the loans I have already accumulated. The bottom line of that is that within six months of the end of last semester, which occurred two months ago, I will have to begin paying back my loans. This also means that I only have four months remaining of my grace period. My estimated monthly payment will be in the neighborhood of about $400-$500. OUCH! Woe is me. Again, I ask you all to please keep your fingers crossed that I will indeed have one more year of aid.

As I have mentioned, I wanted to be able to fly my youngest son, Zachariah, out here for a visit before the end of summer. If I do end up gong to school in the fall, my books, and these are at Amazon’s lowest offered prices, will cost me $450 out-of-pocket. This means I cannot afford to fly Zachariah out. If I do not end up in school in August, I will fly him out right away because once my loan payments begin, it will be quite some time before I can afford to have him for a visit again. I guess I will have to wait until Monday when I can call the financial advisor at the main campus and find out where I stand. Either way, I win some and I lose some.

Whew! That is quite a load of very depressing news, but you know what? I have been through much worse. I have survived, conquered, and overcome so many worse things in my life and I have learned a lot, grown quite nicely, and am developing strength that even, at times, surprises me. I also love my life and love so many things about my life. These things, all of them, too shall pass, and in the end, I will stand a little taller and a lot stronger. So, as Jo Dee Messina would sing, bring on the rain!

I have rambled on long enough. Before writing this post, I posted some more of my drawings that I found among my things. I will now post this and then it will be time for me to go to bed and get some sleep. I am mentally, emotionally, and physically tired and drained. Once I have gotten the rest I need, I will awake in the morning and once I pour my second cup of coffee, I will begin working on the third part of Cherie’s story. If you have not read the first two parts, please do so. If you read nothing else on my blog at all, I beseech you to read Part 1 and Part 2 and return for the remaining parts of her story. It will touch you, outrage you, make you laugh, cry, cheer, and see things in a whole new perspective. If you are not encouraged and inspired by the story’s end, I would very much like to hear from you.

Thank you, all of you, for reading, commenting, liking, and supporting my blog and the blogs of others. Thank you also for writing, creating art, taking fantastic photos and posting a large variety of music. I love sharing with you and really enjoy all that you have to share with me. Have a fabulous weekend!



No. 1 Billboard Hit, 2000

This will be my final countdown post for this weekend. It is getting late and I need to eat dinner, shower and wash my uniform for work tomorrow. If time allows, I will come back and post one more thing that is not the countdown.

February, my 29th, the Billboard hit was I Knew I Loved You by Savage Garden. This song is not too bad. I do like Savage Garden, so I am not too displeased.

May, Zachariah’s 3rd, the Billboard hit was Maria Maria by Santana feat. Wyclef Jean /The Product G&B. I do remember that Santana was a big deal during that time, but again, I was not a fan. Ho-hum. This is getting to be less and less fun, but I will finish what I started.

July and Jeremiah’s 8th had a better number one Billboard hit which was Everything You Want By Vertical Horizon. I remember when working at my second job, Dunkin’ Donuts at that time, hearing this song over and over. I came to like it and it has been a long time since I have heard it.

Here are the three songs for you to enjoy.

No. 1 Billboard Hit, 1999

Here we are at the close of the century. The last birthdays any one of us will have in the 1900s. Can we go out with some great hits? Hardly!

February 15, 1999, the number one Billboard hit on my 28th birthday was Angel of Mine by Monica. Sorry folks, but this is just not my choice of music. For those of you in which it is, I invite you to enjoy.

May 28, 1999, the number one Billboard hit on Zachariah’s second birthday was Livin’ La Vida Loca by Ricky Martin. I began to listen to this song and thought I had not heard it before, until it got to the chorus and I remembered. This was a fun song and I think still is if in the right mood. What do you think?

July 14th, Jeremiah’s 7th birthday, the number one Billboard hit was If You Had My Love by Jennifer Lopez. I think it was the media that squelched my interest in  Jennifer Lopez. I did see her a movie once, don’t remember which, but it was one with Ben Affleck, and at one point, I did think that some parts of her were and some parts of her not so very sexy. Oh, yeah! She was also a lesbian in this movie. Any one willing to venture a guess or a bona fide certainty of what movie I saw? I also saw her perform and sing and dance on a TV show once (American Idol, I think) and she sang the song in her native language. That was beautiful. Other than that, she doesn’t interest me, and I got as far in the song as when things go from a ballad to insanity.  Wow! I am much pickier than I thought when it comes to music; that or I am a much older soul than even I believed.

At any rate, here are the three songs for you to check out, judge, discover, enjoy, or what have you. Cheers!

No. 1 Billboard Hit, 1998

Nineteen-ninety-eight was a hellish year for me. This is the year I finally left my alcoholic, abusive husband, and the same year I became involved in an equally toxic, though I did not learn this until later, relationship with my ex of whom I spent 13 years with. This is the year I began using meth, the exact date, to be quite frank, was on June 11th, which was also the day before my father moved to Oregon, the state where I was living at the time, after he retired. He chose to move across the country to be close to me and my boys after having escaped the danger that my marriage had become. Yeah, so this is probably not the time or the post to be sharing this with you, so don’t be surprised if I include a repeat of this paragraph in a future post. Now, onto the purpose of this post—the music.

My 27th birthday, February 15, 1998, and the same day I left my ex-husband, the number one song on the Billboard charts was Nice and Slow by Usher. I, under the circumstances just shared with you, was obviously not listening to much music, so I had not heard this song until years later. Again, Usher is a favorite of my boys and so I have heard several of his creations, but could not tell you one from the other. I cannot say that I do not like this song, because the truth is, I really do. It is not something I would have chosen to post on my blog due to its risqu’e lyrics, as I do try to keep my blog as clean and respectable as I possibly can, but it is the hit of that particular birthday, so in keeping with the spirit of this series of blogs, I will post it. Moving on…

On Zachariah’s first birthday, the number one Billboard hit was My All by Mariah Carey. Again, Mariah Carey with her very unique, talented, powerful, and heart-stopping voice! I am so happy this was the hit on my baby’s first birthday. Nothing left to say about it. Just listen as many times as you like. You are more than welcome to remain on my blog for the remainder of the day! J

On Jeremiah’s 7th birthday on July 14th, the number one hit on the Billboard charts was The Boy is Mine by Brandi and Monica. I can assure you that I do not believe my son would like this to be the hit of his birthday, but on the other hand, I do believe he likes the artist’s of this song. The song itself is one that I remember thinking, ‘How ridiculously childish and silly?’ the first time I heard it, and have always changed the station every time after that it came on the radio. Of course, you have to understand that a boy is not something I would be fighting over or for. Now, if they were fighting over a woman, then of course, I may have a different opinion of this song… LOL

No. 1 Billboard Hit, 1997

I’m back, continuing this long process of countdown’s for the birthdays of myself and now, both of my sons. Once I have finished with this little series, the only music I will post in the future is songs I truly love and want to share and that have deeper meaning to me than its place in history on each of our birthdays. So, let’s get on with it, shall we?

On my 26th birthday on February 15, 1997, the number one Billboard hit was Unbreak My Heart by Toni Braxton. I love this song and have related to it in my recent past. The video does seem to tell the story of the lyrics in this song, but the truth is, Toni Braxton wrote this song in regards to her autistic son. When you can to listen to it in that context, this song is a real heart-breaker.

Now, I would like to introduce the number one song’s for the date of May 28th, the day my second son was born in 1997. On his date of birth, the number one Billboard hit was MMMBop by Hanson. I have never heard this song until yesterday.  I am quite honestly not sure what to think of this song. It is not bad, but it is not something I can get excited about. Anyone else have any comments about this young and talented girl?

On Jeremiah’s 6th birthday, July 14, 1997, the number one Billboard hit was I’ll Be Missing You by Puff Daddy and Faith Evans featuring 112. Great song, great rhythm, and words I seem to live by on a daily basis. Is this a remake or remix or whatever they call it? It seems I have heard this song before with Puff Daddy’s twist on it. Does anyone know?

While you click and listen, I will quickly get the next years post written and posted. I do not want these to be the only posts I publish before the weekend is out.

No. 1 Billboard Hit, 1996

Whew! !996 seems to be getting a little more back on track with some worthy music of the number one spot on the Billboard charts.

On my 25th birthday on February 15, 1996, the number one hit on the Billboard charts was One Sweet Day by Mariah Carey with Boyz II Men. Mariah Carey has one of the most powerful voices of all time and I could listen to her all day long, no matter who she is singing with or what song she is singing. Her vocal abilities never cease to amaze me.

The number one Billboard hit on July 14, 1996, Jeremiah’s 5th birthday, was How Do You Want It by 2Pac. I only know of 2Pac because both of my boys have several of his CDs and talked about his music quite a bit. I really enjoyed listening to this song as it has a great rhythm and he is not as bad as I had imagined. I suppose I just assumed that whatever music my kids liked would be something I did not. Well, in this case, that was an incorrect assumption. Go ahead, give it a listen and tell me what you think.

Here are both of these songs, but for now, I must run. I have a commitment this morning that I cannot bail on. The next Billboard post will begin to include my youngest son’s birthday’s number one hits as well. Zachariah was born on May 28, 1997.

Until then, Ciao!