A Miracle!

Some of you know but for those of you who don't, my brother was in a wreck this past weekend. He is a semi-truck driver and as you can tell from the picture, he is one lucky man to have only walked out with a few cuts and bruises. The good Lord was seriously watching over him. I believe he may have even had a very special Angel holding the truck to keep it from falling off the overpass. My brother is a best friend to me. He has been by my side ever since Jim's death and more than anything, a father figure to my kids. I have to say, this accident really scared me and I am sending kisses and prayers to the heavens above for keeping him with us.

Not so much a Master of his own Domain

*Please note that this blog is for adults 18 and older.

Ok, so I haven’t blogged in awhile and mainly because I have bee

n on vacation. My mother treated me and my kids along with my future sister-n-law and her son to Gulf Shores for a week. We had an amazing time. I love going down there for many reasons. One being, the beaches are extremely private compared to Destin or other places. The waters are calm and the sand is white. Another reason is I feel no obligation whatsoever to spend tons of money eating out. Mainly because the thought of seafood makes my stomach turn and we can cook in our condo for a lot less. As you can tell by the picture below, this trip was memorable. Also, please note how “HOT” my mother looks for 63yrs. (I am saying a small prayer to the Lord above asking to make me this HOT at 63yrs.)

But there is a part of this vacation that was jaw dropping experience. I do have to say this was a first for me and I am sure many of you.

So when we arrived, we got our stuff unpacked and heading straight for the beach. After a couple of hours baking in the sun, the kids grew tired and were ready for bed. Not long after, my mother and Lindsey (future sis-n-law) followed behind them. Well, I am the type of person that wants to take in as much of my vacation as possible, awake. So, I stayed up and indulged in a few adults beverages. Enjoying the breeze on the deck, I decided to give this guy, Ken, I have been dating, a call. (Please refrain from asking questions about him...LOL) Anyways, we had been talking on the phone for some while when I heard a single moan. My first initial thought was: “Really? I have only known this guy for a few weeks.” HA! But I soon learned that it was not coming from him on other end of the phone but from the swimming pool.

Now, the condo we stayed in was extremely nice and somewhat remote from the other condos in Gulf Shores. The pool was heated and well lit for night time swimming. However, at 9:30pm this evening there was only one guy that seemed to be utilizing the pool. And I understand why after seeing him. Yes, you guess it! This young man was spread eagle on the steps with lights shining on him, pleasuring himself! I gasped in shock that I couldn't even work up the nerve to say something to him. When I told Ken about what I saw, the laughs started coming and were almost uncontrollable. However, it didn't take this young man to finish...hard to imagine, LOL! But I did learn something new...after a young man pleasures himself in a swimming pool, he has to capture the deposits which float and dispose of the them. (UGH!! I know, extremely gross!)

I think I am now scarred for life and I am sure after reading this, you are too! My apologizes but I had to share.

Movin' Up

So, I spent the past weekend in Chaffee MO. As some of you know, I grew up close to the area but can honestly say I don't remember ever stepping foot in Chaffee. And when I say foot, I mean foot! This town isn't large enough for both of your feet. Although, it is quite small, it does have a comforting charm to it.

During my visit I was given the "grand" tour. The city center (cough) had an adorable little gazebo in the middle and of course, I had to snap a shot. Now it still needs some more tweaking but I am proud to say that it will soon hang over the toilet of a well know Chaffee celebrity! Yep! That's right! So, for those of you who had little to no faith in my photography future, HA! Just take a visit to the bathroom next time you are in Chaffee and you will see my work above a porcelain god.

DFL

DFL. You are probably wondering what the heck I am talking about. Right? Well, let me start off by emphasizing on the "D" aka the "BIG D." The “BIG D” is drama. We all ask for it, yet it seems inevitable to keep it from coming into our lives and turning everything up side down. But really, do I believe that it can be prevent from time to time? Sure! Some people just thrive on it as if it excites them, even though they would never admit it. Little do they know, it really takes it toll on those of us around them.

Now, I am not going to say that I am "perfect" at keeping this from happening to me and disturbing others but I do try to prevent at all cost. Like Jim's death, I was unable to prevent that and God knows I would have had he giving me the power. But calling everybody and their mother's to bitch about spilling M&M’s all over the floor? Geez, just pick the damn things up and go on with your life. (FYI...I have seen this example in person, not fun!)

Speaking of going on with your life, I truly believe one thing that can cause the big "D" is rehashing the past. I know people go through some really horrible times. But reliving it on a day to day basis is only going to cause pain which will only make you become a person no one wants to be around. I really wonder if these people ever think about this? Would you want to sit at a bar listening to Sue cry over her boyfriend or would you want to listen to Jenny make fun of her ex-boyfriend? It is the same thing about your past. Nobody wants to hear me talk about Jim all the time and have me cry about him and the pain his death caused me and my kids. That is why I do it here. You can choose not to read my DRAMA!

So here today, I declare my goal is to live the DFL (Drama Free Life)!!