This was in my email today and it speaks volumes.... Enjoy




BITCHOLOGY

When I stand up for myself and my beliefs, they call me a bitch.

When I stand up fort hose I love, they call me a bitch.

When I speak my mind, think my own thoughts or do things
my own way, they call me a bitch.

Being a bitch means I won't compromise what's in my heart.
It means I live my life MY way.

It means I won't allow anyone to step on me.

When I refuse to tolerate injustice and speak against it,
I am defined as a bitch.

The same thing happens when I take time for myself
instead of being everyone's maid, or when I act a little selfish.

It means I have the courage and strength to allow myself to
be who I truly am and won't become anyone else's idea
of what they think I 'should' be.

I am outspoken,opinionated and determined.
I want what I want and there is nothing wrong with that!

So try to stomp on me,try to douse my inner flame, try to
squash every ounce of beauty I hold within me.
You won't succeed.

And if that makes me a bitch, so be it.

I embrace the title and am proud to bear it.


B - Babe
I - In
T - Total
C - Control of
H - Herself

B = Beautiful
I = Intelligent
T = Talented
C = Charming
H = Hell of a Woman

B = Beautiful
I = Individual
T = That
C = Can
H = Handle anything

It's snowing!!!

Happy Belated Birthdays to:

David Nov 28th!

Walter Dec. 13th!

Happy Birthday Honey

I love you!!!!

WISHING ANNA FERRIN A

HAPPY HEALTHY BIRTHDAY

Guess where I'll be in December? Only for a week... but look out Oregon/Northern Cal..
Here I come! Yippeeee......... Thanks to those who are helping making it a reality!

Hey all- just a quick note to say I'm still out here in cyberspace. My sister Kathy did a photo shoot after she did my hair the other day. Here's the one I like best.

Still thinking of moving to Oregon - but need work and a place to live (not in town!) need country if possible.... so if you have any insider info please share.

Keeping busy working, putting out applications for part time work as the post office is cutting back and I'm just not getting enough hours to make ends meet. That would be why the urgency to think Oregon....

Ok, that's it for now. Happy Turkey Day in case I don't get back here before then.

So, not much new- but as most of you know, tomorrow is my birthday. I'm not sure I have any opinion one way or the other about feeling or getting older. I guess that must be a good thing.

I am always telling myself to find the positive in everything, and to wait for the lesson. If we pay attention there are so many lessons and opportunities every day.

So that's my "wisdom" of the day.

Happy Birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wayne Ferrin

October 5th

CareyAnna Adams

October 9th

Joseph Adams Sr.

October 14th

Randy Smith

October 16th

Charles Adams (Dad)
October 19th









Tracie GilChrist October 18th (you owe me a picture!)
Timmy GilChrist October 26th (another photo - yes?)

And last but not least my son

Christon Bonham October 20th.

So guess what greeted me yesterday when I got home? It was in the freakin' kitchen! I wasn't a happy camper and tried to follow it's path so that I could tell Mark where it was when he got home- cuz I sure as hell wasn't gonna touch the thing!

Mark was amused at my absolute "NO WAY" that I was gonna touch it or anything else!

So... there's the latest in my world.

This email made me smile... hope you enjoy it too.

Old age

I can complain because the rose bushes have thorns - or rejoice that the thornbush has a rose--it is all up to me.

Old Age, I decided, is a gift:

I am now, probably for the first time in my life, the person I have always wanted to be. Oh, not my body! I sometimes despair over my body, the wrinkles, the baggy eyes, and the sagging butt. And often I am taken aback by that old person that lives in my mirror (who looks like my mother!), but I don't agonize over those things for long.
I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly. As I've aged, I've become more kind to myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my own friend.
I don't chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making my bed, or for buying that silly cement gecko that I didn't need, but looks so avante garde on my patio. I am entitled to a treat, to be messy, to be extravagant.
I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging.
Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until 4 AM and sleep until noon?

I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60 & 70's, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love ... I will.
I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the jet set. They, too, will get old.

I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And I eventually remember the important things.
Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when somebody's beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are what give us strength and understanding and compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect.
I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face. So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver.
As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think. I don't question myself anymore. I've even earned the right to be wrong..

So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert every single day. (If I feel like it)

MAY OUR FRIENDSHIP NEVER COME APART ESPECIALLY

WHEN IT'S STRAIGHT FROM THE HEART!

MAY YOU ALWAYS HAVE A RAINBOW OF SMILES ON YOUR FACE

AND IN YOUR HEART FOREVER AND EVER!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Jessica

Love and Miss you

"Mom"

Happy 18th Birthday Heather!

Miss you Bunches! Hope you have a great one!

Happy Birthday Shout Out to:


My Aunt-

Wanda Lou Vickers!!!!

Miss you and wishing you the best of birthdays!

I haven't blogged here in a long time. Just found the site again today. LOL

Not a lot to blog about. We moved to Arizona after selling our California home.

Been here just over a year now myself. Working for the Post Office and meeting new people everyday.