Happy Birthday, Dear Friend

am ashamed. I feel just terrible. I say how much something means to me and then I don’t even celebrate its birth.  Oh Oreo, can you ever forgive me?

One hundred years ago you came into this world.  I wish I could have been there for that glorious day.  What a thrill it must have been when you were presented to the world – sort of a Mufasa presents the next Lion King moment.  It sends chills up my spine.

Oreo, what can I say but I am sorry and ask your forgiveness.  You’ve been a loyal friend.  You’ve always been available for the good and bad times.  Such a faithful and true friend that I’ve wanted to share you with my best friends.

Happy Birthday my wonderful friend.  Thank you Oreo for being there.  I look forward to the next 100 years.

Tidbits for September…

September Tidbits…

September is almost over (can you believe it?), but before it comes to an end once more in time, here are some very important tidbits you may need to know for that once in a lifetime absurd question that only you will have the answer to because you read about it here…

This month, if you are going to be near the small, little, friendly /town of Sun Prairie, Wisconsin, occupancy of little more than 29,000, stop buy and join the 100,000 people from all over the Midwest who make it a point to visit and enjoy their sweet corn. They serve over 70 tons to their visitors each year. Hungry for some sweet, fresh, hot, buttered corn?

Also – this month is National Clown Month. If you’re a clown – thanks for all the smiles and crazy. If you’re not, why not consider bringing some joy into someone’s life? Clowning around is more than just goofing around and getting in trouble. It can be a serious hobby or career. If you’ve ever thought about seriously clowning around, you can contact Fondra Magee through Facebook. Thanks to Fondra, my ever-favorite clown, ‘Bubbles’, and her two sidekicks, Mason and Carson.

Bubbles began clowning quite a few years ago as a ministry and has expanded into clowning professionally, as well. She frequents the local hospitals, ministering to both children and adults, as well as ministering in events for her church. Professionally, you can find her clowning around town at local events and fairs, parades and more.

Have you ever wondered what to do with all of that zucchini that seems to come due in the garden, all at once? Participate in the Annual Sneak Some Zucchini onto Your Neighbor’s From Porch Month. My father in-law’s neighbor (no one knows’ which neighbor it was for sure) left a bag for my in-laws. Thanks,whoever you were!

Stock up on your favorite cherry popsicles and get ready to roast marshmallows, as these two sweet treats are also celebrated the month of August.

Join us (hopefully!) next Tuesday for more tidbits!


Bubbles the Clown: http://www.rednoseresponse.blogspot.com/

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Sherri

A Day in May

Winter has finally turned to Spring.

Gray days are turning to sunny yellow.

What was dead is now awakening

with color all around.

Thank you God, for another beautiful day.

 

FYI – flowers and trees, barns and things around town, plus a birthday celebration where Uncle Josh read to Clara Dr. Seuss’,  “I Wasn’t So Scared” and then Clara ‘read’ “Peter Rabbit” to Uncle Josh.  It was the funnest thing to watch.

Worth Remembering…

I’d just like to say thanks to all those who gave their lives for our country, our freedom.

These are just a handful of those who I know or know of:

signani's small2Scott Signani,  cousin, friend, USAF, 20 years of service;

David Gillis, friend

David Gillis, friend;

David Kitchener, uncle, US Navy, WWII;

Grandpa and son, USNavy, WWII

John Francis Feldenzer, grandpa, US Navy, WWI;

Rod Gard, cousin;

Bob Kesson, friend;

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Mark Sales, friend;

Dennis Feeney, USMC, 3 tours/Iraq

Dennis Feeney, friend, USMC, 3 tours in Iraq;

Tom Criswell, served in the Viet Nam war

Tom Criswell, friend, Viet Nam war;

Pat Tatum, friend;

Rob Kinerson, fighter pilot, USMC

Rob Kinerson, friend, fighter pilot, USAF

There are so many more…

Thank you–

all.

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Random Post: A Conversation Overheard

Her: “I said to her, “You know how it talks about Peter and Paul arguing about who’s going to be sitting at the right hand of Jesus?’ ”

Him: (no response)

Her: ” You know what I’m talking about?”

Him: (nods)

Her: “I told her I think she’s going to be sitting in that seat.”

Him: “Paul wasn’t a disciple.”

Her: “What?”

Him: “Paul wasn’t a disciple.”

Her: “He was an apostle. Okay, it wasn’t Peter and Paul. You know what I’m talking about.”

Him: “Paul wasn’t even there.”

Her: “He was called beloved.”

Him: “That was John.”

Her: “I know, but I’m talking about who’s sitting at Jesus’ right hand. I think it’ll be cool when we find out who’s sitting there.”

Him: “I don’t think you’ll care.”

Her: “Yes you will. It’ll be cool to see who and why.”

Him: “No one’s gonna care.”

Her: “I’ll care. It’ll be cool to see why.”


Sometimes life is just like that… random and confusing.

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Dogs and Orphans

dogI’m not sure if it is a southern Oregon thing, a statewide thing or a nationwide thing, but there is a commercial that comes on frequently around here lately. The SPCA (Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals) sponsors it.

Let me say up front – I like animals. I grew up around animals. Dogs, cats, chickens, sheep, cows, a horse, guinea pigs and more. I bathed them, fed them, shoveled their messes. I petted them, hugged them, let them get up on my bed.

I like animals. It’s just that I like children more. Not just differently, but more. And what I don’t get is this…child

Why are we putting commercials of homeless animals all over the television screens across America and yet, I haven’t seen any commercials of orphans who yearn, dream and wish for a family – as these animals are depicted? How many children asked for a family this Christmas only to awake in the same group or foster home, orphanage and what seems as worse – on Christmas morning? Why are we not trying to find homes for these kids more fervently than for a mutt with an adorable face?

I don’t get it.

Memorial Day: A Little Respect, Please

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Today is Memorial Day.

What does that mean to you?

The observance of Memorial Day, established in 1908 (as some believe), has declined over the years. Many Americans today have forgotten what Memorial Day was founded for.

Graves of the fallen are ignored. Flag etiquette has blown away. Parades to honor veterans dressed in military service attire have disappeared. Some honor any dead, not just servicemen or women.

It is believed that when Congress ruled to incorporate Memorial Day in 1971 into a three-day weekend, the holiday’s purpose lost its punch. In the Memorial Day address of 2002 by the VFW, it was stated, “Changing the date merely to create three-day weekends has undermined the very meaning of the day. No doubt, this has contributed greatly to the general public’s nonchalant observance of Memorial Day.”

Years ago, you could go through city streets and it was the oddity not to see a flag hanging outside the home. Today it seems an oddity to see a flag out in front of a home in celebration/remembrance of Memorial Day.

There are some who do not agree with the concept of war, but there were men and women who unselfishly gave their lives so that we could be a free nation. If we define free, it would go something like this…

Freedom is the ability to be independent and not restricted to a governing entity’s rules and regulations. It is having a free will and choice to do as we please, even if others don’t agree (church affiliations, education issues, morality options, etc.) with our choices. It is the ability of being able to speak our minds without being killed or thrown into jail. It is the ability to wear what we like without fear of being shunned by our culture and/or punished. It is the opportunity to choose what we want to do with our lives without being dictated to by a higher authority and told what we must do instead.

Do we really understand, as a nation, what it took to get where we are today? Do we understand what it cost to have the freedom to walk through the doors of a church without being persecuted? Do we understand that the same men and women who died for that freedom died for the same freedom for those who choose alternate lifestyles? For the pro-choice and pro-life alike? For the white, the African American, the Jew?

Prejudices had to be put aside when the men hit the battlefield at Normandy. Our soldiers don’t fight for a select group when they stand in defense of our country, but for our country as a whole. There cannot be partiality but unity when they are in defense mode.

We may not like war; we may not support its purposes. However, when you count your blessings today, remember the fallen men and women of the wars past. Regardless of our stand on our military’s involvement in establishing peace, they put their life on the battle line not just for their friends and families, but for us all.

While family and friends gather and the BBQ’s are lit for the annual Memorial Day BBQ today, make mention of the meaning of what today is all about. Tell your children so they understand it isn’t just another day off from school, but a day to remember those who gave their life for our freedom. Whether we agree or not, it happened and should be respected.

Less Is More

peone-utI’m not going to complain about times being hard, for the truth is, there’s a plethora of folks throughout ourcountry who are in the same boat, trying to stay afloat while the layoffs and pay cuts continue.

We’re trying to cut back every way that we can. Since our kids are grown, responsible adults, we decided to let them take care of their own phone service. This was a good choice, we decided, since it will give them independence in their service and calls and needs to be their responsibility, and at the same time, it will help us financially since we’ll be down to one phone.

Wrong.

We have been in the process over the last three months, of slowly phasing out our current service, as it has such poor reception in the house we live in. So, in the process we discovered we must wait until June to avoid a hefty fee for cancelling early. We assumed this plan would move forward without any obstacles while saving us money. After all, we’re down three phones.

Wrong.

Our almost $300 phone bill for four phones jumped to almost $400 for one phone. My son and daughter, now being on different carriers, now incur a charge for me on my bill with every call they make to me or vice versa. Thus, less has become more.

We opted for less bells and whistles (since it was just the one phone) and tried to make our service as simple as possible to reduce costs and in the end we have ended up paying more.

The life lesson here? I’m still trying to figure it out but I think it has something to do with reading the fine print, something I’ve never excelled in but really should consider.