Heaviness of heart, but hope for the future

Memorial Day is so much more than a 3 day weekend for me.

I recognize the sacrifice made not just by my family, but by our nations armed forces to keep us safe.

Blood has been shed for generations by the patriots of our country so that we can enjoy what freedoms we have left.

Our country is at a crossroads in this political discourse.  And this political season has been a doosey!

Could I appeal to the American Patriot in you this year?

I don’t care if you are a Democrat, Republican, Libertarian, socialist, communist, atheist, evangelical, union, free trade,north, south, east coast, west coast, vegan, transgender, gay, straight,bi, muslim, Yoghi, confused, or whatever….Pee where you want, I can handle it, women’s room or men’s room, oh hell….just pull to the side of the road and drop em.  Who cares?

If you live here, in the US.  If you enjoy driving a car, having a job, have a place to sleep.  If you feel safe going to the store, if your store has goods on the shelf, buying your goods and getting home unmolested.  If your can get your children to their schools and can feel relatively good about their safety through the day.  If you can rely on the fire department or police department to help you in an emergency, or if there is a hospital in your neighborhood.  If you have the church of your choice and freedom to worship and be who you are in your community.  Can you get down your streets successfully?

Could you do me a favor, and just be grateful that we have such things here in the US?  

We have so much here to be thankful for, and it has been held in tact against all invaders, foreign and domestic because of the sacrifice of our American Armed Forces. 

Thank God for America.  We have been the protectors and defenders of our neighbors for 100 years.  Since WWI, we have been there for the world.  We may not have always been perfect, but we have always provided help when needed.  

My family has paid in blood, sweat, tears, and more. I won’t bow my head. I would rather live here, than anywhere else.

I’m grateful, so supremely grateful. Because I KNOW!  This country did not come cheap.

Dragon’s Loyalty Award


My lovely friend, her Bitchnificence herself, Lennon Carlyle gave me a great compliment and nominated me when she got her Award last week.  I’m so honored and grateful that she thought of me.  If you’ve never seen her blog, you really need to go visit.  She’s so authentic, real, and genuine you can’t help but love her.  Click on the link here:  Fabulous With Glitches  I will wait a few minutes until you get back, OK?


Are you back?  Isn’t she awesome?  Her humpday Wednesday posts are hilarious.

On with the show.

The rules for any award come first.  Since I’m a rules girl, let me get right to it:

1. Display the award on your blog.  Check!
2. Announce your win with a post and link back to the nominator.  Check Check!
3. Present 6 deserving bloggers with the award.  Check!
4. Link your awardees in the post.  Check!
5. Write 7 interesting things about you.  OK, fine.

I’d like to open this up to anyone who would like to participate.  Since there are so many bloggers that are award free, if you don’t want to participate, please accept the honor of the nomination.  There are a few that I will nominate anyway….rules you know.

I’m listing a few of my favorite bloggers.  A couple are newer to me, and I’ve really enjoyed getting to to know them.  Some are fabulous photographers, some are here in the US, some are abroad, but please go and visit them, they are just wonderful.

  1.  George at The Off Key Life
  2. Billie Marie at Undressed Curlie Girlie
  3. That Weird Brown Girl
  4. Melissa at Glorious Results of a Misspent Youth
  5. Diane at Ladies Who Lunch Reviews
  6. Miriam at Out and About


So the last part, 7 interesting things about me……hmmm.  I’ve been a bit boring the last year, so let me focus on a few highlights, then we’ll get to what’s peaked my interest since May 2015.

  1.  I’m a bit of a closet rebel.  In college I was quite the Out-Going Co-Ed, and being a petite 5’4″, I actually won a Legs Contest back in my prime.  Not that I have long legs, or would be considered Leggy, even in my prime.  I’ve always been able to dance, having taken ballet, tap, and jazz dance as a girl. Plus I think the high-kicking in Drill Team paid off, literally.  I won $200.00.  That was a pretty penny in 1984.
  2. Yes, I can still do the splits, and am quite flexible.  I work at it continually.
  3. I love to cook.  It’s a talent that I developed early.  My step mother was a really good cook, and I learned a lot from her very strict style of cooking, following a recipe to the letter.  Being that closet rebel, once I was out on my own, I found that free style cooking, and getting creative with what I had in the pantry quite fun, and tasty!
  4. My career was in Mortgage for 25 years until last year.  I did everything from being a retail loan officer at a bank, to underwriting, broker, correspondent, management, and training.  Training was the most fun part of the job.  Dealing with dumb people was the worst.
  5. Motorcycles are a recent enjoyment.  I ride a 2013 Dyna Street Glide.  It’s a little dusty right now, hopefully I can clean her up and get back out on the road soon.  I miss the riding.
  6. Recently unemployed, it was important to me to occupy my time with learning, and staying fresh.  So I’ve taken some John Maxwell courses, I’ve made new friends blogging, I became a Zumba fanatic, I dabble in Yoga, and I made some gal-pals outside of my work experience that I find so enjoyable.  I’ve gotten ‘girlie’ again, instead of being so serious and focused on work and travel.
  7. Last year we bought property, and I wanted to keep the Agricultural Tax exemption, so we got into Bee Keeping.  I’ve taken classes in Honey Bee Biology, Queen rearing, Honey Extraction, and Integrated Pest Management.  We are up to 10 hives, and although I’ve had some scary sting experiences (12 at once was the worst) I really enjoy being out in the Apiary, and learning about my bees.  I never, ever would have guessed that I would ever like a bug.  Now I can’t get enough of them!

So my friends, I close this post with gratitude for the nomination.  Thanks Lennon!


This girl needs a J.O.B.

Bored……I’ve cleaned house, got oil changed, walked dogs, bees are good, wax rendered, laundry done, floors mopped, closets cleaned, Zumba’d, Yoga’d, and ready to go to sleep at 6pm, and that was after a 2 hour nap.  I even took all the Knicks knacks out of the cabinets and dusted inside the cabinets.

There has to be something good out there.

I’m so grateful that I can find things to do while I’m looking.

Put on your tiara and get a glass of wine

Happy Friday!  Hope your tiara is polished and ready for the weekend.

Today I’m grateful for friends who took me out for a birthday lunch earlier this week.  The Tiara is a mandatory birthday ritual amongst us, and I had a blast being the Birthday Queen for the day.


I’m so grateful the seeds we put down in March took, and we have a beautiful blanket of wild flowers to enjoy.

The waiting, the wondering.  Planting seeds and waiting for them to germinate, sprout, grow, and flower.

What color will they be?  What kind will do well?  Will the birds eat the seeds?  Did I plant too late?  Will it rain?

It takes time.  It takes effort.  It takes patience.  It’s so worth it.

Getting back to Gratitude

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After my departure from gratitude and joy in my last post, I thought it important to get back to my main theme.

Thanks for letting me rant.

I’m very grateful today for kind commenters, like minded souls, and special friends.

It’s been a record year so far in job rejections. I’ve not been chosen for the last 6 that I’ve applied for.  One position was eliminated, and one company closed their whole line of business.  😳  I had to really get serious about perseverance, and take some time to realize that it’s not so much “rejection” as it is re-direction.

With the latest “thanks anyway” email, I started laughing.  It has gotten to be a bit ridiculous, and I’m tired of feeling bad about it.

So, forward on I go and I’m kinda excited.  There must be something really good out there waiting for little me to show up.  I have this little fantasy going on in my head where I’m in the interview, and my new boss leans back in their chair and smiles at me. They say with such relief. “We have been waiting for someone with your talent and personality for so long.  When can you start?”

How do you deal with redirection?  Have you ever been pushed by the universe at large to a new place?  Did it end up being the best thing that ever happened to you?

I’m the meanest person you have ever met

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We went to a seminar at Texas A&M; at the Riverside campus; at the world renown Bee Lab;  and there was a very important question in our session as we were running short of time.

“Who is the meanest person in the room?”

Unabashedly, I raised my hand.  

“You?  OK That’s great.  Let me know when we hit 1:30 pm.  My time is up.  I need you to keep me on time.”

Ok….not to mock the grad student who didn’t have a watch or an IPhone with an alarm.  Really?  You have the timeline for an egg thru pupation of a Queen Bee down to a science, but you can’t time yourself for your section of a lecture?

Not to disparage an intellectual who can’t tell time, or a great university who can’t plan a seminar without scheduling breaks or working their sections on time……oh wait. I think I have just figured out what makes me the meanest person in the room…..I hold people accountable to their actions.

We live in a world filled with arrogant jerks.  I’m not sure how we make it out of this stupid generation.

Holding the intentionally unaccountable– accountable, I’m the meanest person in the world.

When a world class institution needs this kind of help (telling time without the class bell)….we have to ask important questions like WTF?

When does the esoteric become the ridiculous?  When the nicest person you know has lost their niceness. 

Times have oficially become really dangerous.

Would that I could

I believe what you said…would that I could rest and rely on it all.

My fate, my future in your hands…would that I could let go and trust.

Your words are always truth…would that I could believe when things get hard.

My mind and my faith are at odds…would that I could bring them together.

What a force a mind and a heart’s faith can be…would that I could make that happen for me.

Nothing would be hard if my mind and my heart could be one with Your Word.  Would that it could be.  Let it be done unto me according to Your word.  I will receive it, and be grateful.