Best Thing/Worse Thing and What did I learn today? Part 6

for more photos and an explanation of the name flip over to mine and Kay's shared thread in the Prayer forum. I hate to post the same thing twice.
Bette, we are all honored that you have allowed us to share parts of your life. So much living in so little time. It is not surprising to me that you have close friendships in every corner of the world. I feel blessed to know you, and very thankful to have you in my life. I think we can all learn from what you have shared with us.
tropicanna......you are a treat!!!! Love it when you post because I know I will always get a smile from it.
and the rest of you are very dear as well. someday maybe i can tell you a bit more about my life.....not at this time, since emotions are on the edge just now. but please know that I love to read everything that you write.
AND, SE.......my daylilies have taken over my yard!!!!! will get a picture of some of them tomorrow.
Hugs to all of you..
sher

evening all,

betty, your still a remarkable lady, i understand why you did what you did
how that must of hurt you and the boys how they acted,those puppies are something and there all sold?thanks for the heads up im going to find out who has the patch kit and see
hellnzn, corbin looks like the busy bee watching something.
sharran, jazz is so cute and fuzzy hope the two get along, good luck with the mri
garden girl,lol your not alone!!!!
judy, does she do that eagle thing alot too funny
ves, what is ty after?

best d.h is cooking dinner decided to stay home instead
worst:district manager and loss prevention came to our store for a meeting of their own oh it just put a damper on everything my boss said it cramped our style lol
learned:i need to pay more attention to the tomatoes oh there not looking to happy right now everyone have a good evening liz

well everyone, I posted my best/worse and what I learnt and now I have something else I learnt..can't trust computers...no post...gone with the wind...soooo God willing, we'll gab tomorrow

Morning all, don't know why I'm up this early? Working from home today..guess I just don't want to miss any part of the day...

Didn't sleep that well...had spoke to Sher re a 'quilted sweater' project and posted some photo's and then off to bed..then it came to me, I had promised someone something and couldn't think of it ... so had my mind working overtime...do you ever have that, just can't let a thought go...keeps going on/on in your mind?

sooo this morning I came down and read the last 2 threads to try and find what it was that I had promised...found it...Araness..it was the Victorian Santa...

Got the piece cut out...soooo I'm back on the job and have you as a to-do on office wall..lol

Maybe now I can go back to bed...wouldn't that be a treat...

This message was edited Jun 22, 2007 6:17 AM

Ya'll I fell asleep last night early...anyway...yesterday:

Best: Got some more plants (I have a problem, can you tell? If only I could find a meeting or something)

Worst: $%*& in-laws! It's like they don't know their son...for instance....our garbage disposal has been broken for about 3 years- I fixed it a few times just so he could break it for good. At some point he told them he was going to replace it (yeah right, he just said it cause they make such a huge deal over trivial things like that...the trash is a whole three steps away)....so everytime they come, they shove all their garbage down the drain and try to use the broken disposal--of course they never seem to figure out (DUH!) that there's no grinding noise and it's STILL broke. Usually they leave whatever disgusting thing in the drain, but I finally caught the monster outlaw doing it this time. She said "he said he was going to have it fixed"---HELLO! This is YOUR slack son, you raised him, and you actually beleive him when he says he'll do something......sigh.....I've only been with him 8 years and that message was way clear after 2...not sure how they got thru 18 without a clue...lol

What I learned: That I actually learn from experience...some people don't. I consider it a strength and hope that you all can have the same strength..lol. I think that's at least part of why I love this thread.

Here are some early morning daylily garden photos for you.....
Enjoy!!!

And another

And one more...just to make you smile.....

and of course I had not bothered to deadhead them before I took the photos, but was so pretty out there I couldn't wait1
Hope your day is good.
back to the wildcats.
Later

Shar-ahhhh, she is so beautiful, or I mean He! Don't you wish you had a camera running on watching the two-while your at the sale? I wonder if they are playing pawsies under the door.

Betty-great that you got the day off. Hope you got that nap in.
I think Roger is with you where ever you are. You are a very special woman who i think is our Earth Angel. I believe that we were meant to meet.
Look at how in some way our stories some how are linked. I think it is most important to remember and carry on those that we love. I don't believe that they ever really leave us. Maybe from sight they do but never from our hearts. I think their spirits are what help us get through some of the roughest times. All we have to do is ask.
I have to tell you that I was so angered at how those people treated you. I can't beleive how ugly people can be especially toward such a beautiful person. didn't they see that you too were saddened and hurt by everything going on to have to deliver such a message. Well, i am glad Roger was with you when you went to his folks place- I am sorry too, that it is such a painful memory.

Hellzn-sorry I slipped on the wrong name again. Good thing I send a general prayer, but I think God knows who I am talking about...He knows me well(LOL)

Gardengirl-LOLOL maybe I should get some of those!

wow-haven't recited the dailies...so
Best, Learned how to play Rock Paper Scissors! and won a Convertible LOL-it;s a toy but it the closest to a convertable I'll ever have.

worst-having to clean for the big party tomorrow.

Learned-sharing my past is helping me with my auto-biography. I am writing the full scale for my kids-they can have it after I die.
....Part 2 coming up next.

Wow-i must be the slowest typer in the world! 4picture posts -Shar I love the Purple Daylilies!! Can't sayI ever seen them in purple.

Tropicanna-wowah! The first time I ever seen you vent, and gosh darn it aren't you still adorable. LOL "haven't they learned in 18 years?" I am sorry to hear about the appliance-I can understand and agree with you. Hands are on my hips, shaking my head.LOL
Judy

Hi there..so nice to read your posts...just finished the tarps..yuk..mostly all the thread was rotten and had to re-sew everything and some of the plastic and screening..oh well, Paul (BIL) is so very kind to me, I enjoyed the 12 hrs. I spent fixing them up..well maybe not the entire 12 hrs....

The insurance company should have been here by 3pm..the way I cook and leave things burning thought now that all the work was done on the house I should up the insurance lol....

So, I'll wait till 4:00 then I'm off to town..have a mile long 'to do' - 'to buy' list so I'll pick up something for supper and enjoy the evening...in the am I'll pick up 10 bags of cement and do my leaves for front walkway...

The two decks/gazebo/lawnchairs/muskoka chair...they all look so inviting but...one say I'll spend 10 minutes in them...

Will be on tonight checking up on all you wonderful people..oh Sher...the flowers are gorgeous..what a treat it must be to sit and look at such beauty..perhaps I might have to get me some...

How is Jazz...bet he just loves you for saving his 'life' ..know that's how missy is..she's just soooo affectionate...and I didn't WANT another cat!

Seedtosser1..are you having a shin dig tomorrow..oh I wish I could be there....glad you are back and enthused about your bio...it will help
others...just know it will...

Tropicanna...How long are the in-laws visiting for or are they moving in? lol...then you'd have someone to fix the appliances...you are just soooo funny! can just imagine you with the tools underneath the cupboard...Mrs. Fix-it...

Ves522....found a fishy floating today...1 out of 6 isn't bad is it? But, haven't seen any swimming either...do yours hide?

Here are the tarps..rolling them up and might drop them off later tonight...

Don't get me fired up...lol...You'd think they were moving in

They always stay here the whooooooole weekend when they visit (and they are so fun to be around). Just had a little pow-wow about how they cannot check the answering machine due to my clients calling and confidentiality...not that they know how to listen (might be part of why they can't learn, either..lol).

Then went to my bedroom (NO ONE comes into my bedroom without permission, it's my mess, and I don't care for it to be judged, thank you)....and found that not only had the evil SHE been in my room but had found some laundry that just couldn't wait to be folded..INCLUDING MY PANTIES...on my bed. I have said this before, but, people....

Can you feel me? Am I alone in the belief that you need an invitation of some type before you get involved in someone else's underwear? I don't even need to fold my durn panties, I can fit 50 of mine in a drawer, and I don't want my monster outlaw in my drawers!!! Thank you. It's a good thing I'm leaving town and not seeing how they try to run my house...

OMG-I just posted part 2 SOMEWHERE??? Someone is going to be reading about me ahhhh! But where it's not here. Try this again.

Chapter2-

…Working at Misericordia opened a lot of doors for me. I experienced being Praised.
I had to learn to except graciously compliments, as I never had that experience. Wow, I was thrilled at being told how quickly I learned sign language. Actually, I learned sign language when I was 9. We had neighbors who were Deaf. They taught me to sign the alphabet and some basics so we could talk. So I smiled when they gave me the sheet of paper with all the signs that were used with the kids. I practiced all the time and was able to talk with all who used it. Gail, the P.E. teacher I helped loved me. I did everything she asked of me without complaint. She taught me her filing system and explained some of the medical terms and written codes so I could help with the paperwork. It was my job to help line the kids up and get them ready for classes. How wonderful a feeling each time being greeted with such happy people. So willing to learn and anxious at what they were learning. We had to coax a few but once they got into what we were doing they calmed and showed sheer joy at being able to roll a ball, stand on one foot, and some really really like jumping up and down. As we went through the test, I recorded the info on their individual forms. Saturdays were days of swimming, I was in the pool all day, helping to learn to float, or hold there breath and basic swimming strokes. The bus ride home thought of how I was really nervous at first, as recalling I learned to swim at AGO in that vary same pool. My sisters taught me how to hold my breath and swim doggie paddle, then I could go on the deep side. When I was finally able to do this they taught me how to jump from the diving board. Being so excited I broke the rules and ran, slipped and fell in the side of the pool-There was a small chip in the tile which hitting my eyebrow caused me to have 7 stitches…The very first Saturday with the kids I walked directly to where I remembered the fall…And sure enough the chip was still there! So I used that and my face to explain to the kids why they should not run. I told them I didn’t want them to get hurt too. And the ones who understood never did run while I was at the pool with them.

By this time I was a Sophomore in H.S. I did my homework on the bus and in the break-room, Gail helped with some if I asked her. I always needed help with math. She was so very patient, explained the problems so nicely and in such a way that I could understand.
It always amazed me that, when I was younger-I got beaten if I didn’t get the question or figure it out within a certain time frame. And that was the way of homework life, Still to this day I have a piece of pencil lead stuck in my forefinger from not knowing what 8x7 is. Still today it takes a few minutes to get 56 and my eyes always glance at my hand and I know it’s right…And it was great to get through homework without tears but with anxiousness on how it all worked. Gail was a great teacher.

So I continued on going to school and work. One day I got the most amazing call.
After arriving at home, I was told with a sneer that some girl called and I was to call her back. The number was on a piece of paper next to the phone. Looking at the number I didn’t recognize it but it was from close to the area. So I said in the same tone well who was it? The answer was I don’t know Juli-something.

It took exactly 2 seconds to sink in..and I started screaming and smiling Juliana? Was it Juliana? The answer was yeah, I think so. My heart was racing as I dialed the number. I couldn’t breath when the young voice on the other side said Hello Parents residence. Finally I blurted Hi can I talk to Juliana Please. There was a second of a pause and the voice said you sure can it’s me! Who is this? I started crying in delight and said This is your big sister Judy! We cried for about a half an hour as we talked. Finally I said how in the world did you find me? She busted out laughing and said I heard your name on the loud speaker at work! Can you believe she had been working at Misericordia for a couple of days. She got my number from a friend of mine and swore them to secrecy.
Turned out she was living with some real nice-and I mean nice people in one of our neighboring suburbs. She just turned 16 and got a job! Her job was working in the residential units, so we didn’t run into each other, and we worked on different times.
So we made plans to meet at the Burger king not too far away. From that point on we rekindled our love. We shared our stories and cried together. We supported each other through the job and school. We spent as much time as we could together. When we did get the same schedule Juliana would pick up the loud speaker and call Judy Babe please dial 322. OMG I haven’t heard my family given name Judy Babe since I was 5. Again I cried. She’d say it’s break time come and give me my hug. I always said I’m on my way!
I would think my god my sister is stunningly beautiful. She was tall, slender and very self -confident. She had the most radiant smile that had a way of dazzling me to smile too.
….Unfortunately Juliana only made it to 21. More on that later.

In total I have 5 sisters and 2 brothers. All of us are a year apart. As the years went by, one by one mumma brought us home. Mom had 5 kids at home and three to go really only two, because she made a decision to allow the baby at the time to be adopted. Mom thought maybe at least one of us would have a good life. Little did she know until years later how bad a decision that was. The Baby had it worse than any of us. Honee Bea’s name was changed to Bonnie-We still call her Honee (pronounced honey) will never call her anything but. Anyway, today she has 2 children who are being raised by their father. Honee has suffered greatly and probably the worst from all the trauma she endured. She has finally been diagnosed as Bi-polar. I pray daily for her to stay strong and just make it through the day. I try and keep everything positive while I am with her. We talk on the phone when she needs me to give her a boost of confidence. I will take her calls any time day or night.
My Brother Johnny has had many a difficult time too. He lived with us for a time. He is an excellent woodsman, and carpenter. Tragically, he just had a terrible accident in May,
Sliced half his fingers off. Slipped on something and his hand hit the saw. He is doing really well and back at work. He has three kids who are being raised by their grandfather. He calls all the time but he talks to my DH!! Steve is the older Brother my lil bro never had. I love their relationship.
Juliana had one child.
Ginny-My eldest, is doing well-She lives in a community home she has had Skitsophrania –(don’t know how to spell that) Was diagnosed when she was only 17. So mom had her hands pretty full., She has no children.
Carol, second eldest-has only one child. You all know that I lost her just last October.
Will tell more about her in my stories.
Sylvia-was my protector, she was strong willed and never allowed anyone to bother her.
We had great times. Sylv always wrote to me and called me. She too lived with us for a time. I lost her 17 years ago. She had one daughter and a grandson she never met.
Our story will be intertwined throughout too.
Leaves me to Jack, the youngest. He never lived the life we all did. His was spared by two hard working parents and a host of sisters and brother who loved the day lights out of him. He actually is the one who stayed with Mom and Poppa Jack. Cared for them when they were ill and watched both of them die. He has mumma’s house and is raising a set of twins, a toddler and one on the way!


Thought I better fill you in on everyone in my family, so my story makes sense.
This it for today- More another time.

Wow, I enjoy reading your story...EVERYBODY had one don't they..you watch people who look so content, has it all together but perhaps they to have a story..

You've had sooo much tragedy in your life..no wonder you now cherish your own family...

Will say a prayer for all of you...

'judy babe'... i would never have guessed such a tragic past when i met you and your wonderful daughter in asheville in may. makes me care all the more for you!

Darius...how lovely to see you post...we've all missed you...how are things going?

morning.....
yes betty, I do read all the posts! and yes its a great escape.....

I hope I can share my story one day.....its hard and you all are soool brave.
I did share a little once when i was on DG a few years back and it wasnt received well. Of course, the people on here are way different tho. I think some people find it hard to hear or something. we do share each others pain in some ways dont we? and thus we help carry them. I know that i feel the support and it helps me daily.
I read each and every post here. I love seeng you flowers... it just makes me feel..... ummm.... peaceful i guess. I always wanted to know what those lillys looked like as people talk about them a lot on DG. they are lovely!


I have a snippet to share... now dont feak out ok?
I told you before that I had to live on the street for some time... well at the end of that time...I had an experience.... without too much detail.... i was raped....it had been violent and humiliating as oyu can imagine and i was left..... how can i say......feeling soulless.... does that make sense? I wandered the streets in a daze... that night i saw the hare krishnas. They would walk the streets chanting and such and they walked past me one night. one girl stopped and talked to me. I must have looked like i needed it no doubt.... she asked me if i would like a warm bed and some food. I accepted as i was starving.... and wanted somewhere that i could wash. they took me back to the temple, gave me some food a blanket as i had nothing.... a sari to wear while my clothes were washed and so on. I stayed for a few days following them around and eating a little food.
a few days turned into 6 months! How could this be you ask?

It was strange.......I would often feel dizzy and disjointed.... i felt as though my mind was not my own and that i was like... a robot. i thought it was as aresult of the attack...and didnt think too much....
at the temple you got up at 3am to go to temple and classes.... had but a handful of food twice a day and went to bed at 11pm or 1am if you were on kitchen duty which i was most of the time.
here i was in a strange place.......dazed confused.....lost... i started hallucinating....things would go in slow motion.. i was numb and days would roll into the next....my mind and will was gone...

one day around 6 months later....i began to feel vilantly ill. i started vomiting so hard that there was blood. the people at the temple didnt know what to do. they were scared. they had been receiving bad media for many things lately and they didnt need anyone getting this sick. ( a girl had burnt herself alive as she believed it would allow her to marry krishna). they locked me in a room, cement floors,,, no bedding,,, no water... no food.
i was sick and soiled..... i had selminella poisoning from some food they had given me... why only me? no one else had gotten sick....
they would not come to my aid nor heed my crys for help. they left me there for three days thinking i would die.....

i woke on the third day weak and soiled.... they came in to see if i was alive i guess and seemed really shocked to see me.
they left the door unlocked and i was able to crawl to the showers and bathe. it took a couple of days to gain any strength...... i realised in those couple of days though that my mind was not so fuzzy... i realized that in fact i had been drugged for some time.... they had been giving me drugs in what little food i got.... drugs.. lack of sleep.... working at there factory each day packing insence and so on took your will and mind and replaced it with obedience.....well thats what they hoped for. i wasnt conforming to well though... maybe thats why i was made sick .. i dont know.

anyway..... after a few days ( i dint eat anything but fruit so i knew i wasnt getting anything i shouldnt) i gathered what little i had and planned my escape. Now, in that temple, in those days, they posted guards... the gates to the complex were about 20' hight and in full view of the guards. I knew i would need a miracle. people had tried to escape before and disappeared.... it all sounds far fetched but i tell you its all true.. i saw things in there i havnt told a soul.

it was about 5am... temple was about to finish and i had gotten permission to use the bathroom as i had been ill so it was easy to leave temple early. i walked past the guards, up the stairs and changed into my 'wordly' clothes and slowly crept down the stairs trying to see where the guards were.

To my surprise and probably not yours... they had gone inside for a moment... i ran quickly to the gates,,, managed to unlock the bolt and began to open them... just then, one of the high ranking women said " where do you think your going?" I froze. This was it i thought... i will get caught and dissapear for ever.... I told her i couldnt stay there any longer and begged her to let me go... she just looked at me and back at the place where the guards should have been. she was obviouly thinking what she should do...I grabbed the huge gate with all my might and pulled it open enough for me to get through...it made a huge squeak!!! it echoed down the lane and around the compound. The guards came running and i ran for my life.... i ran and ran and finally found myself at the beach. I didnt dare look behind me while ran and only now took the chance to see if they had caught up. they were no where to be seen, i had lost them for now... I hid there for hours until the streets were full of people and i could feel safer getting away.

so there i was,,,,, weak, scared, alone again... but at least i was alive......

Ohhhhhh, wonder.....
hurts my heart.

okay, please no more tragic stories for tonight? they hurt me for all you/. winder, you are indeed a very lucky woman to have escaped, at least physically.

Laura... I am sobbing here. Good Lord, I am also thanking God that you were able survive such an incredibly horriffic ordeal. Your story is penatrating and My arms are wrapping around You! Like yourself I was afraid, tried to "get into" a Forum and felt the same as you. "Always on the outside looking in" is how I put things. I am So glad WE found Betty... I have d-mailed Betty for a bit and it is because she truley cares of us ALL that I was Brave eno0ugh to to tell my story. One day we all might be able to. The Sweet thing is we are welcomed HOME here. I too read everything. Sometimes 2 or three times. I feel like i don't have to be afraid to talk anymore. Love sharing stories and like to tell them.
ALIVE you are my friend!! You have a great ability to write-Can't wait to hear about your Childrens story-Do you have an illistrater?
Also, I agree...Some people don't know how to handle what we have seen or been through-how can they if they didn't experience it.


Darius, Thank You, I love how you called me Judy Babe, (Most People do- or Just Babe!) However. You are thinking of a different Judy. Unless you went to the RU in Madison WI. One Day i will make it to each RU. I'ld love to meet all of you...Anyway-So glad you are feeling Better great to see you.
Hmmm-maybe we should think of our own-We could map it out set a date and "Make it Happen"

Betty-You did great on those tarps! Hope you got all the things on your to-do list...Yes, We have Breenie's Graduation Party! I love throwing a celebration and what a better way than Graduting on your 14th bd.-Now theres a story to tell.

Hope everyone one had a good day.
Judy Babe!

Betty, great job on the pontoon covers....wow!!!! a ton of work.
good to hear from all of you, have a good evening.
sher

sorry, was that Wonder down under/ my meds confuse me lately.

Darius, it was both of us I think...We both posted, meds will do such crazy things and so late too. Just glad your able to come on.


Topicanna-Have to definatley giggle here....I so feel your pain.(on the in-law)

Sharon, how went the first day with the Kitties together.?
Judy

Thanks for asking, they have been chasing each other since about 5 this evening, and finally, Jazz climbed up my leg into my lap and fell asleep. I took him to his bed, he was limp he was so tired. came back in and sat down, and Daisy hopped up onto my lap.....think she is going through a second childhood again.
they are so funny, a real treat to watch.
so all is well. Maybe by tomorrow they will calm down and be real friends, right now they are both trying to outrun the other. they take turns being chaser and chasee!!
Very cute picture you sent. was afraid to show the kitties, though.
s

How very fun to watch! Sounds like will be friends in no time. Ohhhh. and taking turns for moms attention! I love it. Please do post more pics. Love em both up huh? So very happy for you. Big smiles.
Thanks on birdie pic-one of my faves.
Judy

P.S.-You Must be exhausted from all the energy!

SO many of you have posted such stories of braveness or strength that I know I should say something and inside I'm filled with the words, but they don't come. You see growing up that was a sign of weakness and if that was shown my mother who was bi-polar (no meds) would pounce on it and it would get used against us. So please please don't think that if I don't respond to something deeply touching that I don't feel honored to have read it as is everyone, I'm just not very good at being able to express those feelings into words.

Saint

araness, your real name is Saint? I`ve never heard anyone named that before. Everyone was probably cheering you on wonder. I know I was. How horrific and what a distorted idea of God they obviously have. They are a typical dangerous cult. I am so happy you told us. I was raped too when I was 18 almost 19, but it was a date rape, I said it once on a thread too and had a real "nonreaction" as if I never said it and I was bad for disclosing it. You are a survivor, you should go on Oprah.

well thankyou for listening...
now dont misunderstand me... i know its a hard story to tell and im real sorry if it upset you.. pllleeaaase dont be....
i have experienced grace in my life as well. but you know, in the telling and in the sharing comes the healing.....
we need someone to listen sometimes and we need those hugs very much...
i will tell you something about that time....

one day whilst in the van with the hare krishnas going i cant remember where, we were driving through the city. the woman driving did an illegal turn right in front of a huge coach (bus). he had not time to stop and he was heading for my side! he was about 8 feet away and i closed my eyes for the impact. inside i said, "god help me" whilst the woman started chanting ready to meet her maker. I hadnt yet got to know mine...

I closed my eyes and waited as did she and when nothing happened i opened them again and we found ourselves about a mile down the road and no bus in sight... we had somehow gotten through it and i knew then that God had something for me. Not krishna, but God. I didnt know him yet but he knew me and i knew he was watching out for me. I knew i had to find him one day.

So, whilst there is tragedy, there is also good things.
I hope i dont bring you all down.... please tell me if I do......
I strongly believe that whilst we go through a lot of.........you know what.... that the very same 'you know what' makes great fertilizer and good things grow.

thankyou helln for sharing that, i know you understand.
darius, i lived through it and more and i am still here.
thankyou for sharing it with me... it lightens the load for sure.


araness... in your own time..... i understand how you feel.....as you feel you want to... we will listen.

xx

Fell asleep last night so didn't do my post..apologies to all...

You know, after reading these post and some of us opening up it's almost like the best/worse and what did you learn today opened up to an inner healing, to a need to tell someone just how lonely we've been, how hurt we've been and most of all not 'trusting' but through the posts we've seen ourselves heal, perhaps only miniscule but healing non the less..many of us have dealt with death of loved ones, disappointments in relationships, hurts of growing up but one thing is clear..although we are in some ways still grieving, we (I'm sure through faith) are conquering each and every day...we're bonding because we can identify with each other...

Once our stories are told, we'll be kinder, more loving, compasionate and in each post we'll honor the individual knowing just how far they've come...

I had no idea that when I said I was making notes on each and every one of you so when I posted, I had an idea of who you were my friends that some of us had a need to share ourselves ... our souls needed to heal...thank you

So for the lurkers, and that's ok, there are not made up stories here, we've lived lives as many of you have, and truth be know, you to have a story to tell...and if your story does not have tragedy in it..then truly my friend 'you've been blessed by the Lord' ... be ever so thankful..

I'm sure not one of us are complaining, it's life, there's a glorious road ahead of us, and each day if we can give a little kindness to someone, stop and listen, speak to people, smile as you pass then by, then each day will be better not only for us but for the people we touch...

And I do know one thing, God has blessed us with a 'loving heart' what more could any one of us need more than that...

We'll off to pick up 10-12 bags of cement..it's leaf afternoon as girlfriends are coming to paint projects this morning soooo, I'm off, but will need a break throughout the day, and what better way do I have than check in on you my 'friends'....

morning all,

sharran, that was a lovely group of pictures of daylily's that would be where i would sit and enjoy all day.
betty, what is a quilted sweater? oh you did a good job on those covers now thats alot of patience

tropicana, oh i feel for ya, i could tell you stories on mine just socially not acceptable things she has done to me....
judy,wow to find sibilings,is feather sleeping?

wonder, hugs omg you are so brave i remember when that group was out here i heard stories of that nature oh my heart goes out to you.

well off to do my garage sale"s check in with all of you later

darius welcome back
liz

Betty.... AMEN.. you put it exactly.... exactly how it was meant! thankyou. thankyou for understanding....
it gives us a connection yes.. and it teaches us to love and care....bad stuff happens to good people.....we all have stories and its the good and bad that connects us and makes us who we are....

liz, i dont know about brave.. but thankyou...

gosh... i really do think that i am getting some kind of healing i really do! these are things i just havnt spoken about and i scary and good all at once....

i will try and dig around for a good story too...... they are hard to find sometimes but worth hanging onto!

Angels keep you in the night....

xx

Good Morning to all!

Betty, Thank you-You have said exactly what I guess i wanted to say too, just couldn't bring the right words.

Thank you to all- for listening and understanding, I am healing every day.
It is with great pleasure that I check and read about your days. I have enjoyed learning about your families and pests. And the talk of the gardens.

I would like to tell you, For all the bad things in my life. I have had ten fold in good. God has blessed me with some very good and Loving people to see me through, Friends are what got me through, gave me guidence and shared their hearts with me. I see all that I have endured is also what made me who I am today-I am greatful for that blessing alone.

Today is a new day-The big day. Talk about excited i awoke at 5:30! Finished laying the my path which goes all around the pool and meandors to the burndeck. Will take a photo. I am so happy it turned out just the way I envisioned it 2 years ago. Got rid of most of the big Big weeds..LOL so my yard is presentable for the party. Guests are to arrive by 2 soI must go prepare the salad trays. Oh geeze I hope I'll have time for a nap.
Just like birdie, yes she was sleeping on my foot as you see and made a great photo op.

...OK so hear is a very funny story- We got Feathers when she was just 3 months old. So We always thought she was he. So for 7 years we called her him. Last year is when we found out he was a she. You know how? HE started screeching at the top of HIS lungs-flying all over the place screaming and screaming for attention we thought. Turns out one night kids were up late when they heard birdie scream one last time and then a plop!! They were freaking out -Here our boy bird laid HER first egg! Talk about laughter, We still call her he every now and again.. Poor birdie she must be really confused!

Well Have a wonderful day!
Judy

Hello there, well it's mid afternoon and Judy you guys laugh at my saying I'm in bed by 8..sometimes 7 but I'm on the go/go/go...so today, I've been to garage sale..purchase 3 lamp bases, think they will make lovely gifts for someone with stained glass lampshades that I'll make..went and picked up 10 bags of cement..that's all the car could carry...basecoated and traced pattern on 2 victorian santa's while girlfriend was here working on her heron, she left and I did rhubbarb leaves..now I'm making rhubbarb sauce...having a bath to clean up the cement on me and then goodness knows how I'll fill in my afternoon..but, if I stop, I'm a gonner..that's it....

I'll post a few photo's a the leaves..remember, it's not until tomorrow when I turn them upside down and pull or let dry, the actual rhubbarb leave will all the beauty and dimention veining show up..so, I'll post photo of today, then will for tomorrow..hope I don't bore you guys to death with my photo's but so do enjoy sharing with you all...

Now here's the old gal 'hard' at work...thank goodness my car wouldn't hold more than 10 bags..maybe tomorrow another 10 lo.

While mamma's working..the rest of the crew relaxes

at least Riley's outside looking for supper...here's Sailor..

opps picture doesn't appear..will try one more time...

Nice pix "B". Judy very funny. He was screaching, "They got it, finally, duh?" Just to cement the deal, HE laid an egg. That really bothered him, he had a phoebia.

I will tell a good story now similar to yours wonder. By the way I read her posts with an ozz accent in my head,anyone else do that?

When I was young and with my X, he had a drinking problem and used to not come home or call after work in El Torito, I would worry and cry and call the hospitals. One night I saw he was in for the night so whle he took a shower I got dressed up real cute and went out , just in time for him to see me.

I was watching the clock and went to a bar where we knew some people who sometimes hung there. No one came in so I went home to find my dd gone and the X left a note and a message on the answering machine that he was taking Alysha to Mexico (she was 2) and If he didn`t change his mind, I would never see her again.

I called around looking for them to no avail and I just couldn`t stay in the house without knowing if I would see my dd again. I got a bottle of wine and went in the apartment laundry room and drank it on a dryer.

I was so desperate and I wanted to crawl out of my skin, drunk now and not thinking, I got in the car and went to sleep in my car in a park close by my place.

I woke up with a flashlight and two police officers in my face. They said," Do you know these men? " I said ," What men?" I was waiting for them to ask my name and run my license and ask if I`d been drinking but they had not. The cop shined his light on two men in cuffs, one was trying to get away and they looked scary. I said, no. He told me they were crawling on my windshield and trying to get in my car, he said they wer on those bikes and shined the light behind me to see two beat up Harleys.

I had parked there because there was houses accross the street, though very tall oleander headges blocked their view of me. My horn was broke and my ignicion had a problem, if you turned the key fast it would not start. If I would have woken up startled, that would have been it.

The policeman asked if my husband had taken my child? I said in a panic, "How did you know? Did something happen to them? " I was starting to cry when He said,"NO they are fine", I said now wide awake and sober, "How did you know that?" He just told me that the next time I have a fight with my husband to let HIM sleep in the park. they told me to go home and I did. The next day I called the Sherrifs station to see who those cops were and they said there was no one brought in and no calls there in that area last night.

I still don`t know why I was protected but my guardian angels seem to come in two`s. One other time something happened to my car, it was an ongoing problem with the fuel injector that later was recalled. I was driving up a curvy hill with my dd, who was now 3 and my steering froze up, powerbreaks and motor too stopped. I was doing all I could to get it to unlock and it finally did, I was rolling back on a blind curve, with the steering real tight with no power and real bad breaking power, almost none.

Somehow I saw a bunch of cars all lined up on the shoulder of this cliff(it was a well known mountain climbing area) and there was one opening to get over so I tried to go into that space rolling fast and there was a mercedes behind the space. Terror ran through me when all of a sudden two men, stood yelling for me to try to get in the spot and stood in front of the mercedes and stopped the car from hitting the mercedes and me taking out a few cars on my way down the revine.

I got my dd out of her car seat then turned to thank them. They were gone.

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