Getting it Done?

Well, I'm slowly getting it done. Present by present. And I'm getting them wrapped! They'll go into storage until Thanksgiving is over and the tree goes up. I've even started working on the Christmas cards. I can't believe I, so many times, leave this till the last minute! Bad girl! This way, I'll have a chance to enjoy the holidays along with everyone else.

You would never know it was November though. 85degrees here today. At least I can get more done, shopping wise, when the weather is good, so I'll stop griping about it.

Didn't really do very much this last weekend. Hubby didn't put in any more windows because we thought it would rain...it didn't. Guess I'll get busy and get a little more work done. Y'all have a great evening and a better tomorrow.

More useless info: Virginia O'Hanlon Douglas was the eight-year-old girl who, in 1897, asked the staff of The New York Sun whether Santa Claus existed. In the now famous editorial, Francis Church assured Virginia that yes, indeed, "there is a Santa Claus."

My Version of Mothers and Daughters

She had a date? Nah, not my daughter....Wouldn't think of it. Was it a date? Nah, wasn't a date either. What was it? What? A "Get-ta-gether." Oh. Barbecue brisket, fire ring in the yard, lawn chairs, folks, family, etc. OK..."Did y'all get a chance to visit?" I ask. "Yes....", giving me "the stare." Hummmmm...........ok......I can tell this is going to be like prying open a sardine can with my teeth. "Did 'ja have fun?" "Yes."...........Need I say more? You mothers out there with 34yr old daughters know what I mean. So now it's the eternal "wait and see" thing. She's been divorced for four years now(was married for ten yrs until the _____told her on her birthday that he was in love with his best friends wife...). I think she's had two dates in all that time. No problem. Her life is her children. She's picky now a days...very. Absolutely no problem. With two children, she'd better be. The next man in her life better love and cherish both her and the babies! She deserves it. The kids deserve it. Lots of laughter, hugs and love.

We're proud of our daughter. She's a hard worker, great mom and a wonderful person. We've always believed in her. Now, by dingies, she believes in herself. Demand more, get more.

Y'all have a wonderful evening and a better tomorrow.

Useless info: King Louis XIV of France took only three baths during his seventy-seven-year lifetime: one when he was baptized; one at the insistence of one of his mistresses; and the last when a doctor lanced a boil on his bottom and ordered him to soak it in a tub of hot water.

(The Ultimate Book of Useless Info by Noel Botham & The Useless Info Society)

Ghost Want to Have Fun To!

I believe in ghost. They are real. On an earlier post of mine, there's a picture of my daughter, her children, her best friend Tasha and Tasha's little boy, Dawson. They were headed to Oklahoma on vacation. We live in Texas. I stress a little bit....when my chickens jump out of the box. But I realise she's grown so, I SHUT UP....mostly. On the morning they were to leave, I had them line up on the fireplace for a photo. I took just one. After I took the photo, everyone jumped up to leave, when Crystal suddenly looked at me and said,"Hey Mom, take another one..." I looked at her rather strangely and asked "Why?", "I don't know, just do it!" So, I lined 'em all up again and took another one. Well...imagine my shock, when I pulled them up on my computer and saw orbs (spirits) in the one she made me take. Whooooo......There's four of them. Two are on Tasha's son. One 's on William's lap and the fourth one is right beside Sami. The thing is? I had prayed for my Mom and Dad to go along on the trip with them. Help guide and protect them. I knew immediately, the one by Sami was an adult. Could be Mom and Dad together. Not sure about the one in William's lap. The two on Dawson(down on his arm and up between he and his Mother's head) are the two playmates he plays with all the time. Talks to them every morning. Only he can see them. Tasha said she hears him all the time talking with them. She just thought they were imaginary friends...not anymore. THEN, the girls took the kids trick or treating in the small town. Hundreds of people. It's dark. What shows up in a lot of the pictures? You got it. Orbs. Tons of them. Mingling in the crowds. Well, I guess a ghost just wants to have fun to! Click on the pictures and they'll expand for you. Tonight, I'll load the first picture I took of the kids at the fireplace. The one I took just minutes before the Orbs showed up in the second one Crys had me take. It's on my home computer. I've read the best type of camera to use is a digital. Oh yes, it works. So if some time you're curious and you have a digital camera, try it for yourselves. No telling what you'll see. Y'all have a great evening and a better tomorrow. (PS-Just loaded the 1st picture I took of kids at the fireplace. No Orbs. The 2nd one was taken only about a minute and a half later. You tell me.)

Here's some useless information:

"I guess you were right, Wyatt. I can't see a damn thing."

Police officer Morgan Earp, speaking to his brother, Wyatt, who denied afterlife existed.

(Ultimate Book of Useless Info by Noel Botham & The Useless Information Society)

November Already

Can't believe it's already November. Seems just last week it was Spring! Remember, all of us Stateside have to turn our clocks back an hour! Last night was a little better for the kids doing their Halloween rounds, since it stayed lighter, longer.

We'll be doing the Thanksgiving thing at Hubby's folks house. Hubby'll smoke the turkey and his Mom will let us women know what to bring. I feel stuffed already!

Please continue to pray for MaryLou's brother. He got some "not so comforting" news the other day. Her blog is on my favorites listed as Life After Nexcom.

The kiddos had fun last night. They went to a small town that at 5:oopm, closes all shops, and sets up tables in front of their businesses with candy and such. Lots of costumes.

Well, guess I'll go get a load of laundry going. Y'all have a great evening and a better tomorrow.