Monday
Friday
A trip to the Maitland Art Center for inspiration. Corey took all these pictures.
Sunday
Wednesday
I'm back.........
Well, it's official, I am now a bus driver again. I started this afternoon as a substitute driver. This means I go to work and wait for them to tell me where I'm going to work today. Today I was a monitor for special needs kids. I don't want to be a monitor but today was good, litte kids, really cute, and an air conditioned bus.
It's like a new job because I'm not in the area I was before and I don't know anyone.
So I guess I'll get to know some new people. I'm tired so that's all for now...
It's like a new job because I'm not in the area I was before and I don't know anyone.
So I guess I'll get to know some new people. I'm tired so that's all for now...
Thursday
Wow...
I just read Jesse's comment she left on facebook. I had to put it here for others to read:
When did the world turn to this?
When did freedom of speech mean:
I'm a liberal you have to listen to me complain vs. I'm a republican, I'm not allowed to say anything to offend you.
If I do happen to say anything at all about what my political/religious views I am risking a public stoning.
I was yesterday sitting in downtown monterey. There was a protest for the war going on. It was basically 100 people with a fake casket with a flag draped over it, a thing/monster that looked like a tiki pole (I took it to symbolize Bush or our Government), and people dressed as mourners. I laughed aloud at the sight. It was ridiculous. I risked opening my mouth and saying "wow this is the largest group of hipocrites. They say they want peace yet all they try to do is stir up agnst, anger and hatred." A camera man i presume that was with the group looked at me like he wanted to eat me and then he preceeded to flick me off. What a loving group. I hope to God he quotes me or something. Someone needs sense around here.
I wonder if those people realize that the people they say they want to come home from Iraq VOLUNTEERED for the position. All the soldiers, airmen, navy, and marines that i saw in the area all looked on the ridiculous 'parade' with disgust. If only those hippies realized that no one except them agrees with what they have to say.
If they lived in a communist country...where would they all be right now?
Jail.
Where alot of them belong.
I say do something useful with your time. Stop wasting ours.
And for crying out loud, stop abusing your Freedoms that you so blatantly don't deserve.
God Bless America. Even though we don't deserve it.
When did the world turn to this?
When did freedom of speech mean:
I'm a liberal you have to listen to me complain vs. I'm a republican, I'm not allowed to say anything to offend you.
If I do happen to say anything at all about what my political/religious views I am risking a public stoning.
I was yesterday sitting in downtown monterey. There was a protest for the war going on. It was basically 100 people with a fake casket with a flag draped over it, a thing/monster that looked like a tiki pole (I took it to symbolize Bush or our Government), and people dressed as mourners. I laughed aloud at the sight. It was ridiculous. I risked opening my mouth and saying "wow this is the largest group of hipocrites. They say they want peace yet all they try to do is stir up agnst, anger and hatred." A camera man i presume that was with the group looked at me like he wanted to eat me and then he preceeded to flick me off. What a loving group. I hope to God he quotes me or something. Someone needs sense around here.
I wonder if those people realize that the people they say they want to come home from Iraq VOLUNTEERED for the position. All the soldiers, airmen, navy, and marines that i saw in the area all looked on the ridiculous 'parade' with disgust. If only those hippies realized that no one except them agrees with what they have to say.
If they lived in a communist country...where would they all be right now?
Jail.
Where alot of them belong.
I say do something useful with your time. Stop wasting ours.
And for crying out loud, stop abusing your Freedoms that you so blatantly don't deserve.
God Bless America. Even though we don't deserve it.
Monday
Art..Sunday...Nice break and inspiration...
Sunday, I skipped church (I'm bad) and went to the Winter Park Art Festival early. After 7 months of being in the truck I really needed to just be around art, artists, family, outside, a non-industrial place, somewhere that could inspire me to do what I am meant to. It was a nice day, cool, some good art, some weird, some creepy, some gorgeous, just nice to be around. We got there early enough to miss the crowds, yeah!!
I was not comfortable taking pictures of anyones's art so I took some of Corey and Christopher, my brother Stuart, and fountains and plants.
Thank God for art and creative people....
I was not comfortable taking pictures of anyones's art so I took some of Corey and Christopher, my brother Stuart, and fountains and plants.
Thank God for art and creative people....
Wednesday
i see smoke..
Yesterday, an off day from job hunting, I took a resume to Lk Mary and Tricia and I went to breakfast in Heathrow, very pretty. I wish I'd taken my camera in. The one and only drawback to this camera is you can't be discreet about taking pictures.
Afterward, we were driving home and saw smoke like something had exploded. Tricia wanted to see what was causing it so that was cool. It must have been a controlled burn or something, it was really neat to see how the smoke kept changing and all the people it attracted.
Then I got to go bowling with mom. I did awful but I enjoy time with mom. I met a lady who gave me info about a possible part time job driving for senior citizens, which was one of my more favorite jobs.
Afterward, we were driving home and saw smoke like something had exploded. Tricia wanted to see what was causing it so that was cool. It must have been a controlled burn or something, it was really neat to see how the smoke kept changing and all the people it attracted.
Then I got to go bowling with mom. I did awful but I enjoy time with mom. I met a lady who gave me info about a possible part time job driving for senior citizens, which was one of my more favorite jobs.
The end.... and the beginning.....
I read this on someone else's blog and it felt familiar...
So what is it that determines when the "old" ends and the "new" begins? Especially when "it" is not a date on a calendar; when it is a small, quiet, internal event that changes the way we see things...including ourselves? What is "it" that prompts the finishing of one chapter...and the beginning of a new one?
I'm not sure that I can define what the "it" is...but I do know that I've felt as if I've been on the brink of "it" over the past year; almost like everything I've been through was necessary in order for me to arrive at this moment. There is an undeniable and subtle excitement which reminds me of the first day of school (with new supplies in hand of course!) mixed with a touch of anxiety over the unknown and a twinge of sadness for having to let go of old thoughts and paradigms...and even, people. Letting go is the hardest part for me...especially of things that are familiar and comfortable even though I've outgrown them (like a favorite pair of jeans...or friends), but I've found that it is necessary so that I can free myself up and be open for what is to come.
Possibilities...new beginnings.
Where this person does not know what the "it" is I have sooo many "its" I don't know which to choose from.
Yes, it's been almost a year of changes. Deciding to try the truck thing... actually going thru with it... passing the school...getting a truck and going out on the road.... Jesse leaving home and getting married.... Hannah dying.... Corey starting school again... meeting Christopher and being in a relationship.... so many things.
But the truth for me is it's been more like a long change, 5 - 6 years of it. Chuck's accident, him not working for 3 years, home school (of 14 years) ending.
So in essence the life I knew and really did not plan beyond ended and a new one began. I've struggled with accepting it. I've disliked it immensely, hated is better. I thought I would be more involved with art and maybe able to make $$ off it. Of course, I think this is something I've given up too easily on.
Now starting over, yet again, - trying to find another job, Chuck getting his old job back, Thursday he left for his last trip in the truck - solo - I'm done. I can't believe it!!!
I feel like I've been gone forever. It's going to take some getting used to being back home. I realized yesterday when I was in the truck, the focus was drive, eat and sleep. I didn't have to think beyond it. I come home and there's so much that's gotten behind here because of being gone 7 months and just dumping when I did come home, yikes!! I feel so overwhelmed, where to start, what to do, and look for a job while I do it all...
I do have to admit though, for the first time in a very long time, I am maybe a little excited about possibilities.... if I can just get organized...
everything I've been through was necessary in order for me to arrive at this moment
So what is it that determines when the "old" ends and the "new" begins? Especially when "it" is not a date on a calendar; when it is a small, quiet, internal event that changes the way we see things...including ourselves? What is "it" that prompts the finishing of one chapter...and the beginning of a new one?
I'm not sure that I can define what the "it" is...but I do know that I've felt as if I've been on the brink of "it" over the past year; almost like everything I've been through was necessary in order for me to arrive at this moment. There is an undeniable and subtle excitement which reminds me of the first day of school (with new supplies in hand of course!) mixed with a touch of anxiety over the unknown and a twinge of sadness for having to let go of old thoughts and paradigms...and even, people. Letting go is the hardest part for me...especially of things that are familiar and comfortable even though I've outgrown them (like a favorite pair of jeans...or friends), but I've found that it is necessary so that I can free myself up and be open for what is to come.
Possibilities...new beginnings.
Where this person does not know what the "it" is I have sooo many "its" I don't know which to choose from.
Yes, it's been almost a year of changes. Deciding to try the truck thing... actually going thru with it... passing the school...getting a truck and going out on the road.... Jesse leaving home and getting married.... Hannah dying.... Corey starting school again... meeting Christopher and being in a relationship.... so many things.
But the truth for me is it's been more like a long change, 5 - 6 years of it. Chuck's accident, him not working for 3 years, home school (of 14 years) ending.
So in essence the life I knew and really did not plan beyond ended and a new one began. I've struggled with accepting it. I've disliked it immensely, hated is better. I thought I would be more involved with art and maybe able to make $$ off it. Of course, I think this is something I've given up too easily on.
Now starting over, yet again, - trying to find another job, Chuck getting his old job back, Thursday he left for his last trip in the truck - solo - I'm done. I can't believe it!!!
I feel like I've been gone forever. It's going to take some getting used to being back home. I realized yesterday when I was in the truck, the focus was drive, eat and sleep. I didn't have to think beyond it. I come home and there's so much that's gotten behind here because of being gone 7 months and just dumping when I did come home, yikes!! I feel so overwhelmed, where to start, what to do, and look for a job while I do it all...
I do have to admit though, for the first time in a very long time, I am maybe a little excited about possibilities.... if I can just get organized...
everything I've been through was necessary in order for me to arrive at this moment
Sunday
Monday
Sunday
Wyoming, Utah
These pics are from Wyoming and Utah. We went from Iowa, thru Nebraska - NE means never ending state - Wyoming, Utah, and to Oregon (Portland). It was beautiful country. Portland was not what we expected. We expected cleaner and well just different. It was the closest I've been to Seattle, somewhere I've always wanted to go. We're home for a couple days, desperately need the rest!!!!!
Thursday
Wednesday
Where I was born...on the road again, just can't wait to go home again...
Well, we're back on the road again. These pictures are on the way to where I was born. If I remember right we lived there a year then moved to Texas for 8 years, where all my siblings were born.
So far its not as cold but signs, they actually have signs on the road, were saying ice and snow expected tonight in Northern GA. We shall see..........
Jellico, TN where I was born-d.
So far its not as cold but signs, they actually have signs on the road, were saying ice and snow expected tonight in Northern GA. We shall see..........
Jellico, TN where I was born-d.
Saturday
In the desert. Check out the snow clouds. This trip we saw lots of snow. The coldest was -01*, brrrrr... that was New Mexico. In Virginia, it was 26 degrees and it actually seemed colder. I guess dry cold isn't as cold as wet cold, whatever. It was a good trip, shorter is better but the compromise is less home time, 3 days will fly.
I wanted to try to start posting everyday but its just not possible. We didn't have cell phone coverage in Ohio and sometimes I'm just too busy, or too tired. So when I can post, I will. So far we've been to Ga., NC, Ohio, and TX. The weather hasn't been as bad as you see on the news - at least not for us.
Snow pictures, Ohio across the border from West Virgina. It was around 28 degrees.
Sunday
Corey talked me into going to the beach today. I've been sick for a week and haven't gone anywhere so I thought it might help. I don't know that it helped my illness but it definately lifted my spirits. The seagull in the background, she hit him with a shell and he just sat there. She laughed for 20 minutes. She is weird, like her dad, not meee...
I like the beach even crowded it's relaxing. I like it best when it's cold
and you can walk and drink coffee or hot chocolate.
Saturday
I've been really sick for a week now, pooh. I have been reading a lot and journaling. Trying to make some important decisions. Found out right now, I need to get my priorities straight, get God in 1st place like he needs to be. Sometimes we just let everything else take priority.
Here are some pictures from my new Christmas present.
The guinea pig Corey gave Elizabeth. He's really cute.
one of Tracy's seashells
Tweak, she's a booger.
Here are some pictures from my new Christmas present.
Jesse playing with my camera.
The guinea pig Corey gave Elizabeth. He's really cute.
one of Tracy's seashells
Tweak, she's a booger.
Wednesday
So what are your new year's resolutions that you aren't going to keep?
Mine, haven't decided yet.
I was staying home to get stuff done but so far am too sick to do anything.
That really stinks.
Eric and Jesse are going back to California tomorrow. The time was too short.
Christmas flew by this year but it was a good one with everyone home.
Mine, haven't decided yet.
I was staying home to get stuff done but so far am too sick to do anything.
That really stinks.
Eric and Jesse are going back to California tomorrow. The time was too short.
Christmas flew by this year but it was a good one with everyone home.
Monday
The Poem
I knelt to pray but not for long,
I had too much to do.
I had to hurry and get to work
For bills would soon be due.
So I knelt and said a hurried prayer,
And jumped up off my knees.
My Christian duty was now done
My soul could rest at ease.....
All day long I had no time
To spread a word of cheer
No time to speak of Christ to friends,
They'd laugh at me I'd fear.
No time, no time, too much to do,
That was my constant cry,
No time to give to souls in need
But at last the time, the time to die.
I went before the Lord,
I came, I stood with downcast eyes.
For in his hands God! held a book;
It was the book of life.
God looked into his book and said
"Your name I cannot find
I once was going to write it down...
But never found the time"
I knelt to pray but not for long,
I had too much to do.
I had to hurry and get to work
For bills would soon be due.
So I knelt and said a hurried prayer,
And jumped up off my knees.
My Christian duty was now done
My soul could rest at ease.....
All day long I had no time
To spread a word of cheer
No time to speak of Christ to friends,
They'd laugh at me I'd fear.
No time, no time, too much to do,
That was my constant cry,
No time to give to souls in need
But at last the time, the time to die.
I went before the Lord,
I came, I stood with downcast eyes.
For in his hands God! held a book;
It was the book of life.
God looked into his book and said
"Your name I cannot find
I once was going to write it down...
But never found the time"
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