This is Corny as all Get Out . .

There's a country song that goes:

"I am Rosemary's granddaughter.
The spittin image of my father.
And when the day is done my mama's still my biggest fan"

I was walking along and it hit me that it should say:

"I am the Holy Spirits daughter.
The spittin image of my Father.
And when the day is done my Savior's still my biggest fan."

Corny, but belonging to the Spirit of God
Working to be the picture of theFather
but the image of being a fan of Christ's . . . man!

Jadie Girl-She lives in her Jadie World

Brymer

Jade

Da Beaner

I so blew it today. I am a bad mama.

Susie and I walk every day - about 3 miles. This is Jades reason to breathe. Every morning at 9am, she goes back and forth from me to the door, her tail going ninety to nothing.

Well, Susie and I rode bikes today instead. Jade was out of the equation. (I'm not gifted and talented but even I know that Jade would take my bike through fields if I tried to ride and hold her - a recipe for disaster.)

So I get back, expecting a few screens to be out and claw marks on the door. Instead Jade is waiting, smiling at me. Then she followed me all over the house holding her rubber toy - a sign that she wanted to play.

I feel so rotten.

I Ain't 17 No More

Got in the truck and turned on the radio. Robert likes classic rock so when it came on, 'Paradise By the Dashboard Lights." was playing by Meatloaf. I used to love that song. I smiled and decide to go ahead and settled in to enjoy memory lane.

. . . and then . . .

. . .then I was not enveloped in warm reminiscing. What a HORRIBLE song!

All I could think was; "You stupid idiot - living by your feelings! Serves you right that you have to live the rest of your life in misery because of that!"
And: "The world always takes advantage of a person's physical feelings - thse feelings are first and foremost and must be satisfied or they'll die."
And: "That satan has got the whole world suckered."

I think I'm 'over saved'.

In Response . . .

Kim asked me what my idea was to turn the economy around. I don't think she's gonna like my answer.

Capitalism. It's a matter of charging for goods and services and making it or not. It's competition. It's failing, and getting up to try again. It's succeeding and teaching other how to succeed. If you don't make it one way, change. It's that simple. God says: "If a man won't work, neither let him eat."

"What about all the people out of work? What about standard of living? What about the children?"

There is no place in the Constitution that calls for the government to take over. In fact, it's the exact opposite. People have the right for ". . life liberty and the pursuit of happiness". Not, (as the Obama crowd seems to think) ". . . the government has the responsibility to provide life liberty and the pursuit of happiness".

No one has any right to my checkbook but me. Let me help in any way I can, but do not mandate that 'help'.

Friday

Walked over 3 miles. Planted radishes, onions, potato's and some flowers. Used Chief (HA!!!) to train Niclole about riding and horse talk. Went to lunch with Carol. Did my Wii fitness. Am watching 'Texas Ranch House'. Was told by Robert I really needed to go spend all day tomorrow at the rodeo. Going to Ron and Carols tonight for dinner. Get to watch a couple of '24's.

(insert happy sigh here.)

It's been a good day.

Not Funny

When 'Bamy' first came out with his ideas on how to 'save America' I said, with a smile: "That sounds like socialism."

then when he pushed the money to bail out the banks, I grinned and said: "Isn't that like socialism?"

Then when he said that the government should control the banks I said; "How is that NOT socilalism?"

And I ain't smiling at all now.

Forget the love . . How Do You Tolerate?

So I'm using my "mouth control", "walking in their shoes", "never-never-never taking revenge", repaying good for evil" etc . . . - all the stuff I'm supposed to do to be able to love someone I can't stand.

And every single time I see them or even hear their name mentioned, I sneer.

How do you love someone you can't stand if you can't even abide that person?

Kaia

Jenn called me today and told me about something she'd heard on sesame street . . . the word 'predicament' means problem.

And we both imminently thought of Kaia.

'collaborate' means "we work together."

'exasperate' means "Granma's tired".

"But I thought you guys liked me!"

"But I said I was sorry!"

"But I can't sleep! It's not dark out!"

"Life is over! What shall we do?"

I miss that little toot.

Resignation

I unpacked all my summer clothes today. Instead of replacing them with the winter clothes, I just put them all at one time in the closet.

I will never know a true winter - - it's all just a blaze of summer here - A mild one in January - a virtual 'not-heaven' in August.

Instead of 'winter/summer' I now have 'long sleeved/short sleeved'.

(Insert heavy sigh of resignation here.)

Arugh!

You know, dealing with people who say they want change, then refusing to change to receive that change that they stated they wanted in the first place . . .

I'm getting to where I will refuse to help them change because they won't help themselves to change.

To put it bluntly - If you want to stop messing up your life, then stop making stupid choices.

Questions?

Thanks a bunch, Dana!

Just read Dana's blog. That explains a lot.

Yesterday I started some new meds - yes, Jaci, I now have an 'old person' pill container. A possible side effect was headache (and dizziness and loss of conscienceness, and . . .) About 10 am this headache comes on. So I go along, knowing that if I keep active, it will leave.

It didn't. All day it got worse and worse and worse until if I moved I would throw up. I couldn't go to class because that would take talking. I couldn't eat because that would involve smelling. I couldn't get a cover for my feet because that would mean getting up.

And then Jenn and the baby stuff!

I never thought I'd thank the Lord for texting, but I'm here to tell you, it saved my hiney yesterday.

And probably will today. I woke up with the headache again.

Bad buzz.

My Turn

25 things about me
(that you probably didn't know)

1. I spend a lot of time trying to remember my mother laughing. Not having much luck.

2. My favorite group is Casting Crowns - their best song: East to West.

3. I am beyond honored that Christ is my life.

4. Each of the grandkids are first in their own division (Kaia - Intense & Optimistic, Ava- Sneaky & Fast, James- Kind & Gentle, Julie-Tough & Happy and Jocelyn - Trusting & Smiling)

5. I love the smile of dogs - especially da Beaner.

6. I HATE people who fake it. To me that is lying. And I can tell it when they do.

7. People who use others 'weakness's to further their own agenda makes me feel tired and ready to give up.. . which I'm afraid I have. I hate being taken advantage of . . . over and over again.

8. My kids don't agree with me on anything. I don't agree with them either. I'm not really sure if they even like me much anymore.

9. I have a mouth that spouts it's opinion whether the hearer wants to hear it or not. It gets worse as I age.

10. I didn't become a Christian until I'd done/tried everything out there - okay, not mass murder or anything, but I have no doubt about the world from which I am saved.

11. I can build up to a point that I am able to stop loving a person - see #7

12. The best smell in the world is Roberts neck.

13. Sometimes I doubt seriously that God would forgive me if the Spirit ever let Him in on my heart to see what's there. And isn't Christ tired of telling God that 'Jackie didn't mean it that way, Father!"

14. I had no friends at all growing up. Then, beginning with Donna Hall, an avalanche. I've never been sure why or how.

15. I love that ". . . my God is a consuming fire." because there is so much injustice in the world.

16. I have no hope for the future of this country.

17. I think my daughters-in-law put up with me because they have to. I make them both very tired, I think. That makes me really sad because there's nothing I can do about it.

18. Jerky made with beef is awful. You have to have venison.

19. I can't get up on my horse anymore. The MRI results were not good. Like at all.

20. It's hard to get me to really laugh. Used to be easier. Probably an age thing.

21. 'Abba Father', 'There's a Stirring', 'One of these days' - these are the songs I want sung at my funeral. Sing 'Mansions Over the Hilltop' and 'Higher Place' to make everyone laugh.

22. I still miss Blue Boy. I can't think on him for any length of time without crying. Same thing with Dusty.

23. I watch the skies every single day for Christ. A storm makes me excited that it's announcing His arrival.

24. I miss being able to sing.


25. The smartest thing I ever did in this life was to marry Robert Hutton. And that was a gift from a benevolent God who knew what I needed was better than what I wanted.

And I left a lot out. Pretty scary.

Hey, You Learned Types

Question for the teachers.: Does your reading level decide your reading speed?

Case in point: I have been reading a LOT of Anya Seton, Alison Weir, Alexander Thom and EVERYTHING from Edward Rutherford. So I picked up a book at the airport to kill time before my flight yesterday and finished it in 5 hours. (Less if you count the waiting in line, getting up to stretch my legs, staring a a substance called 'rain' in Atlanta . . . ) Revolutionary Road - 462 pages. I've never read something that fast before. And although Richard Yates is a really good writer, it's not Rutherford- - I have to look up definitions sometimes with the Ed-ster.

Does that make a difference?