little closer to being done

we painted the outside
and some on the inside

and the attic
add the perfect sign
my first barn... but still more work.

barn girl

yes mine is just a shed but in my mind it's as cool as this.

my barn well look just as good when I get it painted.... you'll see

Branding

just thinking...

I don't write much on my blog any more. I post pictures that I don't want to loose mostly. I have thoughts but not that I want to post or should I say, not that I would want to see a comment on.



There was a time in my life that I was trying to stay busy so that I wouldn't think about how miserable my life was. I would spend a lot of time on the computer doing many different things. Take road trips and keeping an eye out for my Mr. Right. Then getting aggravated that Mr. Wrong would leave me alone.



We've been staying at our place in the country more often. Last Friday as I was driving into town for work and I was thinking about how different my life is now. I have so many things that I am apart of now, most of which are out in the country. Community meeting, B.B.Q.'s, party's, Bunco with the girls, fund raisers, painting and fixing up the hall, and clean up crew... just to name a few. There is always something to do with family and friends. Then there is the different bowling events which I also have been doing. When I think about all of the stuff we do it seams like a lot but I feel very happy and content. Most people don't want to hear that. They don't believe that it's possible. That would be the biggest reason I don't put much into words. But I have to say.... I Love My Life.... Hummm....

mending fences

and stuff.....

If I at 46 years old could send my 17 year old self a letter...

On my way home from work I heard a song on the radio that was about just that. Writing a letter and sending it back in time to my much younger self. The song says that first I need to make sure that my younger self knows it's me by telling something about myself that I never told any one and I wonder what do I know that no one else knows? hmmm... I'm thinking.... wait. Okay but I'm still not sure I want to air it, not yet anyway. But, that does bring my to my next topic... Why is it that we are afraid to just be ourselves?

So many people try to be who they think that someone else wants them to be. A friend of mine, whom I work with, has left her husband. She now realizes that the reason that she was so unhappy in her marriage was that she was no longer being herself. He would tell her what to wear and how to act. She was on his time schedule. Unfortunately her two kids were not part of that schedule, which made it worse. She is trying to date; however; someone told her that she needs to calm down at work and not be so energetic. NOW, she's this quite, little meek, boring person that is no longer fun to work with. Costumers ask me what's wrong with her? Is she OK? And I tell them exactly what happen. We have decided to hang the person that told her that.

I do know what it's like to be single. I was single for 6 years and yes I would try to be the person I thought they were wanting, just as I did when I was 17. At 17 I was dating 5 different guys and was a different person with each of them. Dressed a little different, acted a little different, like different things, to be who I thought they wanted. After that I just had to be myself and for 2 years that's what I did. At 19 I got married and soon he was wanting me to not be so.... energetic. Maybe he was insecure with who he was, I don't really know, but I did what he was wanting. I became someone else. Years later I was tired of that boring person so became myself again and I told him I was going to be, me. After I divorced I did it again,lost myself, but not for long. I threw out a lot of guys trying to find the one that would let me be me. Just before my 3rd date with this one guy I told him.... you need to know somethings about me that aren't going to change. After I was done telling him these things. He smiled and said, "Wow, I think I like you even more now."

If I was to write a letter to myself I would have to say: I am you, the one that is dating 5 guys and is acting like a whole different person with each. This is what you need to know.... Be yourself no matter what.

My song....

Your Theme Song is Born to Be Wild by Steppenwolf

"I like smoke and lightningHeavy metal thunderRacin' with the windAnd the feelin' that I'm under" A total independent spirit, you can't be held down or fenced in.You crave the feeling of wind on your face... and totally freedom.

What's" Your Theme Song?

I had it and lost it.... now, I want it back

Have you ever had something in your life and not realize how good it was till you lost it. Well for me it was getting a taste for the country life and how badly I would like to get it back.

The country roads that are quietly traveled.
The many flowers that paint the mountains.

The gates that are manually opened.

Baby calves
and barns that are not always red.
The simple life.
Finally feeling like I fit in.

hmmm.... at home at last.

For now it's only on the weekends when we can get away. Then Monday morning back to town for work. But, one day...... hmmmm... one day it will be full time.... again.

vacation for my navy son

Jonathan is stationed in Maryland. He was allowed to come home for 2weeks and was wanting to go camping, hiking and fishing.... and so we did. Only 1 of his sisters ,and her family, was able to get time off to go with us. The rest of the family was unable to get away from work.

We had a wonderful and relaxing time.

When Jonathan got back to Maryland he found out that he was to be shipped out to Kuwait mid July. Not sure how long he will have to be there, but I am soooo glad that I made time while he was home.

good day gone bad....

It was to be a wonderful day of cutting wood. It's hard work, but fun and brings us all a little closer. Then on the way home.... everything changed.

We don't know why he was so far into our lane.

His name was Steve.