three great stories

Old post from 2008

These three stories are from a batch of past posts I was going to post but never did. I decided since I went through the trouble of getting it ready I might as well go ahead and post it. Its been about 3 years since these happened but they are great small little stories that I thought everyone would love to read.

1. Mud Hut

My son had to make a mud hut for school for his history class. He got the idea from me to add sand to glue so it would stick.He and his cousin Donald spend a lot of time working on it. The mud wanted to slide off because it was wet. They set it in front of a fan and that did the trick.The mud hut turned out great and he received an A on it.

2. Rescure the Bunny




One day my friend came over all frantic because a bunny was stuck in her fence. She needed something to get the poor thing out. I found some wire cutters and we went out to see what we could do. Her husband Matt was there trying to keep the bunny calm. Beth clipped the fence just a little. They pulled and pulled until the bunny was out. The bunny ran up the drive way and out of site.


3. My son's big ooppss


My brother, Chris, wanted to teach my son how to drive. One day he had him pull out of the drive way and down the road. My son turns the corner but didnt know you had to turn the wheel back so he hits the curb and blows the tire on my Chris' van. Chris had to drive around with a doughnut tired until it was fixed. Everytime Chris saw the tired he would laugh.

Random Pictures I Have Taken

I have not had a lot of time to post over the post year because I just been keeping myself busy. I love to take pictures when I am running around town so here are some that I really took a liking too.

My Scaredy Cat

This is one of my cats. Her name is Scaredy. She is the baby of my other cat, Stormy. We call her Scaredy because she is so easy to scare and its soooooo funny. She loves to just stare at me sometimes for no reason. When she stares I wonder what in the world could she be thinking. She likes to hide in the covers and jump out but then she gets scared and runs back under the covers. She has grown since last year but look how cute she was when she was little. Scaredy is bigger now and she thinks she can just do whatever she wants. I walked in the other night and found her on my desk sleeping. I log into my computer and I try to play on Face book and she decided I didn't need too. I continue to use my computer and she moves and gives me a look to say she is not pleased. She then sees that I am not going to stop typing so she moves again. My son comes in and starts laughing because of her being right in my way. He picks up the massager to massage her. She loves it. She rolls over so he can get the other side too. After he is done she just covers her face and says leave me alone. Please go away. I am hiding. Good Night Scaredy.LOL

Visited My Counselor

Today I got up and got ready to walk out the front door to go see my counselor. I don't understand why but I had a feeling of doom. My wonderful old friend fear had come back again to bug the crap out of me. I wish I didn't feel this way when I leave my house. I feel like such a freak and a weirdo. I know that there are others out there like me, but that doesn't help me feel any less weird. How do you explain to someone that just walking out your door and talking to people scares the hell out of you?


I didn't tell my counselor that I was scared going there. We sat and talk about a lot of things and talking does help, but I must admit that when I talk I feel like a nut job. I sometime feel that maybe I shouldn't talk and what I have to say is unimportant so why speak. Why should someone waste their time listening to me go on about how I am to afraid to stand up and become the person I know is hiding inside of me? I didn't tell him that either.

I mainly complain of how my husband has done me so wrong over the passed years and has kept me a prisoner in my own home. I have, finally after many years, started to break free and go places and have fun. The consequences of me doing this are yelling and fighting and big sighs and cruel words. I just don't understand why it is OK for other people to go where ever they want and for me it is an everyday battle. I know that's where my fears started.

I believe that I use to be a normal person, well as normal as any person can be. I never noticed before the small things said to make me feel bad and to keep me at home. I would want to go somewhere and my husband would say small things to make me not want to go. I would hear how I was a bad mother for leaving my child and going off to have fun. I guess years ago I thought I was wrong for wanting to go to the store and shop. I look back now and see that there was nothing wrong with wanting to go shopping. He didn't want me to leave so he used what he knew would keep me at home. I had gotten to the point that if a friend asked me to run to the store , all he had to do was sigh and I would say " no, thanks for asking but I should stay here".

I love going places now and he can't use the excuse that my son needs me. Shawn is 17 now and doesn't really need me for much. My son tells me to go have fun. My husband on the other hand is still trying to keep me home, but I am sorry to say he is losing that battle. I have a church that I love to go to and I am not giving that up. I have wonderful new friends and I am not giving them up either. I want a job and to know that I can make it on my own. I didn't like the weird looks I would get when people would ask if I have seen this or that around town and I would reply "no I don't go out".

Wow! What a lot of crap I have held in for a long time. A friend once told me that men write random stuff on their blogs and women use their blogs like diary's. I have to agree with him on that one. I will say this, I like venting here better then to people in person. When I go on and on here, no one has to listen or even respond. I can say whatever I please and I don't have to see the disapproving looks or the laughs and giggles behind their eyes.

OK, now that all that is out of the way, tomorrow's post should be a happy go lucky one...lol I might even feel froggy and post another one tonight. I forgot how much I loved blogging. Everyone have a good night and God bless.