I went grocery shopping today and have been trying really hard to stcik to "grocery smarts" and this is what I came home with...I spent 44.07 and saved 128.32. I am so exited, I have learned a great way to build short-term food storage, spend less and get a lot more!
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
God Bless the parents that drugged us
My friend found this and I loved it. I hope you all enjoy it.God Bless The Parents That Drugged Us...
The other day, someone at a store in our town read that a Methamphetamine lab had been found in an old farmhouse in the adjoining county and he asked me a rhetorical question.
"Why didn't we have a drug problem when you and I were growing up?"
I replied I had a drug problem when I was young: I was drug to church on Sunday morning. I was drug to church for weddings and funerals. I was drug to family reunions and community socials no matter the weather.
I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie, brought home a bad report card, did not speak with respect, spoke ill of the teacher or the preacher, or if I didn't put forth my best effort in everything that was
asked of me.
I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I uttered a profanity.
I was drug out to pull weeds in mom's garden and flowerbeds and cockleburs out of dad's fields.
I was drug to the homes of family, friends and neighbors to help out some poor soul who had no one to mow the yard, repair the clothesline, or chop some firewood; and, if my mother had ever known that I took a single dime as a tip for this kindness, she would have drug me back to the woodshed.
Those drugs are still in my veins and they affect my behavior in everything I do, say, or think. They are stronger than cocaine, crack, or heroin; and, if today's children had this kind of drug problem, America would be a better place.
God bless the parents who drugged us.
The other day, someone at a store in our town read that a Methamphetamine lab had been found in an old farmhouse in the adjoining county and he asked me a rhetorical question.
"Why didn't we have a drug problem when you and I were growing up?"
I replied I had a drug problem when I was young: I was drug to church on Sunday morning. I was drug to church for weddings and funerals. I was drug to family reunions and community socials no matter the weather.
I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie, brought home a bad report card, did not speak with respect, spoke ill of the teacher or the preacher, or if I didn't put forth my best effort in everything that was
asked of me.
I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I uttered a profanity.
I was drug out to pull weeds in mom's garden and flowerbeds and cockleburs out of dad's fields.
I was drug to the homes of family, friends and neighbors to help out some poor soul who had no one to mow the yard, repair the clothesline, or chop some firewood; and, if my mother had ever known that I took a single dime as a tip for this kindness, she would have drug me back to the woodshed.
Those drugs are still in my veins and they affect my behavior in everything I do, say, or think. They are stronger than cocaine, crack, or heroin; and, if today's children had this kind of drug problem, America would be a better place.
God bless the parents who drugged us.
Monday, April 27, 2009
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
These are pictures of Jill's "Mckinnon Clan" Bridal Shower. We started with a yummy brunch and a few gifts (naughty and nice) and then went to Color Me Mine to make China. After a hard day of painting and laughing we went to Rubios for dinner. It was a great great day!
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Wednesday, April 8, 2009
We had such an amazing week, our Condo was on the 3rd floor and sat on the beach in San Jose Del Cabo. We could literally sit on our Veranda and watch the Whales jump and the Stingrays dance..it was incredible. We rented a car for the week so we drove between San Jose Del Cabo and Cabo San Lucas and everything in between. We went Whale watching on this huge sailboat and at in some pretty fun places. The first night we were there a huge turtle was hanging out on our beach. It was a private beach so we happen to be the only ones on it that night. We also saw a couple get married down in the sand...very romantic. The Church that is shown was built in the 1700's and was beautiful! We missed Kennedy and were glad to get home, even if it was to the cold.
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