Monday, May 29, 2017

Comfort food and crochet

I have been on a bit of a cooking and baking binge this weekend.
This morning I got up and made cinnamon rolls to start the day (and sent some with David to work, too)

Yesterday while the Indy 500 was on tv, I made brownies using my new brownie pan from Pampered Chef. Very cool to have brownies that are perfectly portioned and not messy looking when I try to cut them up myself.

I am still crocheting. I finished a purple blanket recently and sent a pastel blanket out to Utah to my granddaughter too.

I have to watch you tube videos to learn a new stitch and practice before I get it good enough to tackle a blanket with it.

Some have asked me to make them a blanket and I have been honest and refused to make anything because my stitches are just not good enough at this point.

I am happy to report that I am getting out of my night job soon !!

It has been a learning experience but not a life time career that I would choose to do for very long.

I am so thankful for the opportunity offered by the bank. Come see us at First Bank in Dickson (on Highway 46) Monday - Friday. I would love to see you!

Here are a couple pictures of my latest works in progress

Have a great week and keep doing what makes you happy and gives you peace.
The number for the hotline is 1-800-799-7233


Memorial Day 2017

Hi everyone!
Hope you have had a great weekend (even if you had to work).

I am sitting here at home watching the Preds play the Penguins in the first game of the Stanley Cup Finals. Watching a team create history is pretty cool to this avid hockey fan.

I am now a month in to my job as a bank teller at a local bank. I am really liking the atmosphere and teamwork attitude we have. I even got my nerve up and asked if we could all wear Preds colors this past Friday. The branch manager agreed to it and about half of the folks in this picture have never watched a game but we all support this home team from Tennessee.

I spent part of my weekend working and part of my weekend watching the Indy 500, Coca Cola 600 and planting Jalepeno Peppers. 

Above all, take care of those you love. Stay in contact with them. Make sure they are okay (they may never ask for help or tell you differently). Send out care packages, and love on each other.

I noticed last week an initiative by local domestic violence initiatives that they have created spots for television geared toward getting a man's attention as well.
All of us need to be aware of the violence that happens in every neighborhood and do something about it.
Putting on your headphones to block out the fighting doesn't change that someone is being abused next door.

Call the hotline to help someone out. Please don't ignore what they are going through!
1-800-799-7233

Saturday, May 13, 2017

Not your regular Mother's Day Weekend post...

We all have mothers.

We may know them

We may not even know their names

They may have passed from this life and we miss them horribly

Or they may live across the country or ocean and we cannot reach them

We may have had a falling out with them years ago and not know the words to fix it, so we leave it be and carry on.

We may be mothers ourselves and promised ourselves when we had children, that we would do better than was done to us.

As I sit here in the carport on Mother's Day Eve 2017, I have lots on my mind.

Mostly, I am looking back at how I treated my children and how I did my dead level best to be there for them and always listen. I never had much monetarily to give my children but until they left home, I did my best to help them any way I could.

I refuse to message, text or email my kids to remind them it is Mother's Day week. They both can read and they know what tomorrow is. It will not be the end of me if I don't hear from them on that special Sunday that hallmark puts so much pressure on. They have their own lives to lead and their own choices to make. I will not run their lives for them.

I love my children every day on the calendar, not just ones that society tells me to.

Celebrate this weekend in a healthy way. No regrets my friends. No regrets. Show Love, Unconditional love!! If you are only happy if you get a present, gift, or phone call tomorrow, check yourself, because that Is NOT unconditional love. That is an unhealthy expectation you are putting on your children.

Let it go folks! Do your own thing!

My David very well may go fishing tomorrow. If he does, that is fine by me.

Because I will get off work around 7:15 in the morning and then I plan to come home for a while, sleep and then go to my favorite Mexican restaurant to have fajitas.  I also plan to find a way to watch the Preds/Ducks game tomorrow night.

When you force someone to spend time with you, it is NEVER a good thing. Love yourself enough to take care of yourself

Words

People say things and may mean it one way and the person hearing it takes it another way. Then you have the potential for a huge disagreement if you don't communicate very well.

I am adjusting to the new folks at my new day job. Sometimes one person gets on my nerves and they are micromanaging me while training me.

I have had to put my spine in and speak up for myself a few times this past week. Sometimes I got my message across and not sure about the rest of the time.

But if the proof is in the work, then I am proving to them and the customers that I am catching on and getting what I need to get.

I had a few people on my facebook get super inquisitive about my new job when I mentioned it and I briefly answered their invasive questions, then I was like, Nope, Not going to leave that up there.

So I deleted some messages on my facebook wall this week too. Since 2011, I am much more guarded about what I say on social media because I just don't trust people anymore.

I have deleted my facebook games and most folks associated with those games. I have deleted folks that are super political in their posts because it breaks my heart to see their point of view in that way.

Your words carry weight. Don't ever forget that.

Take the time to explain yourself even if you can't find the words, work through it and explain yourself. If you lose that line of communication, then the relationships you have will suffer.

Sunday, May 7, 2017

Sunday again

Do you enjoy Sundays?

For some, it is just another day and they have never been in the habit of going to Church every Sunday.

For some, it is a work day (those in retail, hospitality, food service, health care, emergency services.. to name a few).

For some, it is their only guaranteed day off from the job they hold.

I grew up knowing that Sunday meant Sunday School, Worship, and Sunday evening services and doing my homework while we were on the road or between services.

Since January,  I have worked nights and get off work on Sunday morning at 7 am purely exhausted.
I usually head home (sometimes hitting the grocery on the way home) and go to bed for a while.

Today was not any different. I woke about 1:30 worried that others were waiting on me to go tackle the storage unit. Turns out that everyone else just needed a day to relax and weren't pushing me or expecting me to do anything major today. I was thankful.

We snacked while we alternated between watching the race and the playoff game between St. Louis Blues and Nashville Predators.

Today starts a new week and a transition for me. I am cutting back to only 2 nights a week  on my night job and still going strong with 5 days a week at the bank.

The night job has been unlike anything I had ever done before. But I learned a lot.

Change is not easy for anyone, but when it gets you to a better place, you just have to suck it up and get to work on it.

Wednesday, May 3, 2017

Unpack and Let Go

Yesterday we tackled the storage unit.

It was frustrating, overwhelming, and full of all kinds of emotions.

I found a box of my daughter's GS stuff, A box of my son's drawing and memorable items, a box belonging to my ex husband, and even PartyLite items I thought were long gone.

We packed up Al's truck and the trunk of my car and took items back to the house.  Little by little we will empty that unit and my heart will heal in the process.

Today we pray for the wise surgeon's that will lead us on the a journey full of blood tests, biopsies and other things going on with my father.

Pray for and hold close to those you love. You never know when God will call them home.