WVALADYBUG's Blog

I vowed to myself that I would not take part in this mess over Caylee, but everyday I become more and more angry at the circumstances surrounding this case. From the first day of this mess it has been a CIRCUS. From a grandmother who calls the police on her daughter claiming her grand daughter is missing and the daughter has stolen and that whole spill, to the grandmother then saying she stands behind her daughter, and now I am even more infuriated that she blames the press for it being so long and drawn out searching for little Caylee. Do they think we the people out here worrying about that little girl are stupid? Something has been wrong since the beginning, and I for one think that they have trapped themselves in a corner they can't get out of. I first prayed for the mother, as a mother who would be distraught about losing my little girl...and then I watched and listened and the more I discovered the more confussed I became. Then I prayed for the grandparents, and felt for them....quickly I now have lost interest in them thinking that they too think I am a fool. I would NOT have been a person who called myself a mother and NOT have co-operated in the search for my child in the first place. What mother leaves a two-year old with someone that she doesn't even know who that person is related to or how to get in touch with them in an emergency. Those aren't numbers you keep in a book or on your cell phone for pete's sake those are numbers you know in your head...in case God forbid something should happen to you or your child and you couldn't find someone who KNOWS THEM...get real...Something is fishy there. Then there's the boyfriend...and she's asking for his telephone number? What...he wasn't around in these tough times to support the woman he was seeing...that doesn't figure, and I know she knew HIS number...how weird that it has taken this long to track him down WHY? But of all of this the hardest thing for me to comprehend is the grandmother now saying if YOU THE MEDIA would leave her daughter ALONE she'd TALK...WHY should she have ANY SECRETS if her child is missing? Why is it that the mother is so hesitant to HELP find her child....BUT SHE CAN SAY WITH CONFIDENCE...Caylee is JUST FINE. HOW DOES SHE KNOW HOW CAYLEE IS if she doesn't know WHERE CAYLEE IS ? I'm tired of this whole mess and I tell you as a citizen on the outside PRAYING for that little girl...I've gotten to the place where when  news  comes on about this case  I just turn  off the tv.  I can only hope that little girl  is ok.

I'm PRAYING FOR CAYLEE and I know I am NOT alone.  I trust that wherever that little girl is that GOD'S ANGELS are protecting her...because in my book....she's going to need them to make it through this mess.

I would like to add that as far as the grandfather is concerned he has managed to steer clear of me forming any opinions of him...sometimes it's best not to know...when something is not on the up and up.

Now  I have heard that it's  all about a kidnapping....what else are we the caring citizens out here going to be told?  Frankly,  all that matters to me  is seeing that  justice be done on behalf of that little girl  no matter WHO is at fault  and no matter what the outcome.

This has seemed more like a publicity stunt, a nightmare I can't wake up from, or some lifetime original movie than a case of a two- year old girl missing. I believe when it all comes out...we the people will not seem as stupid as everyone wants to think we are. I'm speaking as a mother...and I know I see and hear a lot that I will never understand in this case. God bless you little CAYLEE and I hope the only other news we have to hear about you is that you are found SAFE  and that we can have you the biggest Birthday party you have ever seen. I for one  would be crying tears of joy .

I'm always disturbed bad the bad news I hear everyday,  so when something GOOD happens  I want to shout it.

I went to work one day a few weeks ago  and there was a flyer hanging on the front of my cash register that said

FOUND :   DOG and 9 PUPPIES. 

I was shocked  and everyone inquired about  this unusual  sign.  Everyone was asking questions  and I finally got the story  and  wanted to CHEER  for the HERO  responsible  for this  GOOD NEWS.

There really are compassionate people left  in the world today.  I cried when I read the story about the woman who left her  poor dog to starve to death.  I cried when all those dogs in the Marion County animal shelter had to be put down.  I have a soft heart when it comes to  the Elderly,  Children,  and  Animals.   So you can beat I teared up when I found out that a lady in the  area was watching a comotion in the weeds beside the road.  She thought that an animal might have been hit that needed to be taken to a vet.  When she stopped she was shocked to see that a Mama dog had just given birth to 9  yes  NINE  puppies.  She.  as most people these days ,  could have walked away.  But this lady loaded up that dog and her 9 puppies and took them to her home for safety.  She has not found the owner,  but has still chosen to  open up her home to this stray.

Everyday or so the number of pups decreases due to people interested in having one of those pups.  She is taking names and keeping the Mama safe as she cares for these little newborn creatures.  NOW that my friend is a true HERO  in my book.

It's one thing to stop to help one stray animal   but it is an entirely different one to open your heart and your home to a Mama  and 9 pups.

GOD BLESS HER !!!!

Ok,  so I didn't want to face all this misery alone...I thought I might as well invite you to  keep me company.

I am a pretty UP-BEAT person  for the most part,   but I have my times when I just want to lay down and sleep and pretend this world just doesn't exist.

Today is one of those days.  Today I wish I had a magic wand.

If I had a magic wand I would....

Bring back all the Jon Bonet Ramseys,  and Jessica Lundsfords,  and  all the innocent children who's life was taken away at the hands of a madman. I'd make sure that there was NEVER a need for anything called   " A CODE ADAM"  or an "AMBER ALERT", Because  People who would do harm to a child would not exist.

I would see to it that  children  could take a walk whenever they wanted to without fear of being molested by a pervert.

I would see to it that women could walk in the park,  or in thier neighborhood,  without  becoming another rape or murder statistic in the morning,  or making the news  as the lucky one that GOT AWAY.  We've become prisoners in our own homes,  afraid to enjoy simple things like a stroll in the evening...How sad.

I would Bring back all the young people who have been beaten, stabbed, shot,  and killed by  some jealous  idiot who believed love means  "OWNERSHIP ",  because they would have been taught that  every person is designed to love at will and change thier mind whenever they want and that Normal people "GET OVER IT ".

I would  remove WAR from our vocabulary  and replace it with world peace.  There would never have been wars  and the war that we are in now would have never been.  I would bring back all of our fallen soldiers and  they would be home enjoying life with thier friends and families,  and the pictures displayed on mantles would be of happy family get togethers and not  a flag folded neatley in a wooden box.

I would  take back all the tears of the families who mourne for thier children who died sensless deaths by drive-by-shootings and  street car racing,  and drug related violence  because the only "GANG"  anyone would belong to would be called "THE CHAIN GANG "  and they would be way too busy with work to  do anyone harm.

I would never have to worry about some drunk driver on the road killing me or a loved one,  because the only thing they would be DRIVING  would be a  TEAM OF HORSES  on a farm somewhere growing food  safe to eat...free of Salmonella,  and bacteria,  and eccoli,  and any other strange  virus that  we might have not found yet.

If I had a magic wand I would transport every one of you back in time with me  to my little country home.

With my magic wand we could go to a little place called "CAMDEN PARK "  in CEREDO-KENOVA  where when I was a little girl  you could buy tickets 20 for  $1.00. Doesn't sound like much but  you could ride a lot on that as a child. 

Then if we wanted to be 13 years old  we could be dropped off at 10.00 am  and picked up at 9.00 pm,  and ride all day for a $ 5.00  hand stamp.  You could ride such rides as the rollar coaster,  big dipper, the spider,  the umbrella, or my favorite ride...The scrambler.  You could ride on the train past a scene of Daniel Boone fighting off indians in an old cabin.  It came complete with fire shooting arrows that magically caught the cabin on fire over and over and over again.  Be sure to look for the Panther and screaming Bobcat hidden in the bushes.  And  the best part of all this park was the FREE entertainment.  I have seen so many stars get thier start to fame there.  And I have seen some MAJOR stars there.  Most you knew as regulars and they acted as though they were just good ole country folk.  I have  met Dolly Partin  (My all-time favorite) and so many others I could not begin to name them all.  They did two shows,  in an evening, that was exciting.

 Mama's didn't have to worry about if a fight would break out with a bunch of thugs,  or if someone might be destroy property as a prank,  and she surely never had to worry that some sick PSYCHO-Perverted Monster would  try to touch or kidnap her child.

 Well I guess I'm through being DEPRESSED.  I just hate the way our world has become.  I just wish I had a magic wand to  make this world a better place.  There is very little joy left at the end of the day.  We wake up every morning to news of  a robbery, rape,  stabbing, shooting, child abuse, animal cruelity, drive-by killing,  abduction,  another fallen soldier, another disease we have to worry about,  the price of Gas,  the price of food,  will we still have a job when we get to work,  and worst in my mind is always  What's going to become of my family.  Will I live to see a day when I lose my husband or my daughter to a stupid act of carelessness or  a random act of violence? Will they be sitting one day alone remembering me because someone took away my life for a measly buck stashed in my pocket ( If they are even lucky enough to find that )?

DOES ANYONE FEEL LIKE ME SOMETIMES?  I hate feeling this way.

I thought I might call this blog  THINGS WE TAKE FOR GRANTED.  But  I chose to entitle it When gas prices really matters  because it came to be because of a conversation about the price of gas.  As everyone knows by now I am back in the workplace again.  I have worked since I was 12 years old.  One day I would like very much to share with you a story I wrote called " So you think your job is meaningless".  I grew up doing almost any type of work known to man if it was not ILLEGAL  or IMMORAL.  It took me years to realize that even Scrubbing Toilets at a resturant for a living  was an important job.  Do you take for granted the fact that when you go out to a nice restuarnt to eat,  that when you look around and enjoy the shinning Brass Doorknobs,  and finely set tables,  and clean restrooms...that someone trying to make a living is responsible for the atmosphere you get to enjoy.  Without those who do the jobs everyone thinks is BENEATH them...your life would not be the same.

Well,  Now I have ventured into a line of work  I had not previously experienced.  I have worked retail most of my life when I wasn't in the health care field,  but never at a convience store.  I like getting a paycheck anytime...but it is the experiences I have with people that  reward me the most (YES,  I even learn lessons about life from those I don't  neccessarily like) ..mostly .don't grow up to be a grumpy old Guss who looks like they just fell of a lemon tree.)  But more important are those customers who teach me little lessons that they don't even realize.  I met one customer when we were talking about the price of gas and I heard her story in depth,  and my heart broke.  I have since looked forward to all the times she frequents the store I work at.  She always comes in with a smile and has the greatest outlook on life.  She however has every reason in the world to look like she just fell off a lemon tree.

She came in the first time I met her and threw down a hand full of silver change on my table...she appeared embarrassed and shly said  "I'm  sorry,  I need some gas to get to Orlando,  and  I don't know exactly how much is here,  but whatever it is will you put it in my gas tank?"  I smiled and said "Oh, yea,  Ive been where you are...I don't mind the change  I remember one time when gas was only $ 2.08 a gallon and I had  exactly 208 pennies.  I asked for penny rolls and the clerk told me they didn't need any more pennies.  I told her it didn't matter if she needed them or not,  that was all I had.  She THREW the wrappers at me,  and made a face like I was white thrash."  We both laughed.  I told her it doesn't bother me at all to count change...it all spends the same and we can't all be  Presidents of big companies,  own our own business, or be high on the corporate ladder,  some us have yo just make a living.  Her story touched me.

She is the grandmother to a  nine year old girl.  She began to tell me the many trips she takes every week from here to Orlando to the children's clinic for treatment  of that little girl.  She told me that her little grandchild is such a delight and that she would like to bring her by sometime when they were'nt in such a hurry.  This particular day the small child was not doing so good,  and thus they were heading down to the hospital to have her checked out.  I told her that  I would love to meet that child,  and could I put her on my prayer list for all my friends.  She said by all means.   I wrote a little about the child named "DESTINY"  in one of my blogs .  She recieved many prayers from my many friends.

I met "DESTINY"  a while later on her way to the hospital.  She was a spirited little girl who looked more likely to be 4  than to be 9 years old.  She looked up at me behind the counter and gave me a big smile and my heart melted.  She was polite and adorable.  I told her  I looked forward to seeing her again real soon.  That day all I could think about was how lucky  I was to have a  healthy 14 year old.  As annoying, agrivating, irratating,  and down-right fustrating  as she can  be...she has always been healthy.  Today I took time to thank God that she  is just who she is.  I realized I took her for granted.

This day I thought about all my GRUMBLING about the price of gas.  I really don't go anywhere and I walk to work,  so I really have no reason to complain,  and today I was thankful that  I had no trips to make to Orlando 2-3 times a week...and that I didn't have to watch a small frail child undergo all that she does.  The spirit of that little girl,  and the courage of her to still smile through it all...made  me realize just how  precious life is  and how often we who are healthy take it for granted.  My heart goes out to  "Destiny" and her grandmother...for they both are incredible people...with unbelievable strength.

Now I know when the price of gas really matters....when it  takes your last penny  to drive somewhere you really DON'T WANT TO GO.

There are so many things in life we take for granted....think about it.

Life is always amazing to me.  Everyday is an adventure.  Sometimes I think that perhaps I am the last of a dying breed.....I call myself  a DAYDREAMER.  In this world we live in we are BOMBARDED everyday with such HORRIFIC stories of  all the Bad things that take place in our everchanging world.  I am sorry at times that I have a child growing up in these times.  If I had known all the BAD that would be out there in this world I would NEVER have chosen to bring her into this world,  because the carefree days I use to know are long gone.  Blame it on the food we eat, the air we breathe,  or the society we live in but when I look at the peole in our world today I am  sad beyond words.  We have mere children on talk shows bragging about sleeping with upwards of 10, 15, 20 people...and they are  12- 16 years old.  We have children growing up who think love means controlling someone and we read all the time about how young love goes horribly wrong and someone kills a girlfriend or boyfriend or someone they think wants that mate.  We have young people who are in thier late teens and early 20's  who have never had a job,  doing anything...but most of them (around our neighborhood)  sell pot to make a living.  NO GOALS,  NO DREAMS.  When they grow up  what will they become...just an older version of what they are now.  Most will be THUGS  that want what YOU have and will DO ANYTHING to have it...including killing for it.  Watch your car,  your  credit cards , your jewerly,  even your SHOES...you might DIE for them.  This is NOT a world I would have wished for my little girl,  but she is here and all I can do is ask that her Guardian Angels run just as fast as she does down this highway of life.

Today as I walked to work  I saw a little daisey  growing alongside the road.  I stopped,  I picked it up,  and I Thanked God that it had grown there just for me,  because today I needed to be reminded that there is still sunshine ,  and beauty in this world.  As I traveled just a while longer I saw a man mowing his yard.  I greeted him with a hello and a smile,  and he waved at me.  I thanked God that today I met someone NICE in this world.  The smell of the freshly mown yard  took me back to my childhood,  and I was mowing the front yard of my little country home ( The same yard I had complained so many times about having to keep up each week)  But oh what I would give to go back in time to those days, my friend.  As I went about my day I did what I do all the time but today something was different.  As I changed the cappachino machine I was taken back by the smells of the flavors wafting up into my nostrils.  Those heavenly aromas were of French Vanilla and Hazelnut,  and English toffee...amazing I could almost see myself at my Mama's house as she baked goodies for the Holidays.  Breads, and Cakes, and Cookies,  and pies...OH MY...I was almost saddened when a customer tapped me on the shoulder to say Good DAY to me...but what memories something as simple as that  could bring.  The customers always says  "Who spilled maple syrup?"  Today it dawned on me that  surely it smelled of the aroma of maple syrup...perhaps Mama was making her famous home-made pancakes in Heaven.

Today it occured to me just how wonderful our senses are.  Have we become so burdened down with the cares of everyday life that we have forgotten  what memories can be stirred by a simple sight, sound, touch, taste,  or feel?  I pondered...what memories are all these young children going to have when thier youth is gone....what will bring them happiness in the years to come.  I tell my little girl everyday to slow down and enjoy life,  and stop wishing her life away.  I try to tell her that in her older years if she can  not remember something wonderful by a sight,  a sound, a touch, a taste or a smell...then what  will she have to  hold onto.

Take a moment today to step out and look at the sky above you,  listen to the sound of a bird singing in the trees,  touch, taste,  and feel  LIFE today.  While you go through your day

DON'T FORGET TO DAYDREAM......IT'S A DYING ART FORM.

HAVE A GREAT DAY PLEASE.

HELLO all my friends of Fox35.  Boy have I missed all of you.

  Well, you have seen me through ramblings of my WVA  childhood,  and we've laughed at some of my antics growing up there.  We have shared stories about things we found in common and you filled my day with great memories.  You have seen me through the hard time in my life when my husband had no job and I was a stay at home mother,  and you shared your hope and uplifted me in your prayers.  You continued to blog with me when I could only get to the library a couple times a month.  You have even listened to the gripes and complaints of raising a 13 year old daughter, and you shared with me  all your wisdom, and you assured  me I would make it.

WELL, my life just keeps on gettin' better.   I finally got internet service  back and was back on line with my friends at Fox35.  WOW  I thought - No more having to find a way to get to the library to post a few words .  Life was good again.  Well that didn't last long.

Three days after I posted my last blog about CHILD'S PLAY...  I was destryoed by a "BUG". 

 YES,  My computer picked up a virus (a lot of people have suggested perhaps from a site my girl uses-that's popular)  and I never had the chance to correspond with all my blogging buddies...BUT Last night I got my computer up and running and I"M BACK.

Everyone has been teasing me so I thought I would pass thier little JOKE on to you.  When I had to tell people why I wasn't blogging  I would say...."Man,  I can't believe it...my computer got a "bug"...they would laugh and say " WVALADYBUG killed by a BUG"  I was going to post my blog that way but thought that sounded like something happened to me...and I just wanted everyone to know  WVALADYBUG is doing fine....I just hope I make it through 6 months without another computer breakdown,and that  the price of gas doesn't make me choose between driving my car or giving up my internet service...this site is the only one that keeps me sane.

WHERE IS THAT NEW CHALK AND 3-D GLASSES....I sure could use some PLAY time today?

A red rose and a Blue sky, a jump rope and lullabys, a barrel of monkeys, and pick - up - sticks, cartwheels and handstands,  and dogs doing tricks.  Boys plalying cowboys, and boys playing ball, Jax, and Hopscotch and Tag,  I remember them all.  I remember them as clearly as if it was today... I have a name for these memories...Simply CHILD'S PLAY.

Wow- if only I could be a child today.  I thought it was great when man created coloring books and  crayons.  I could sit for hours (and still do ) coloring.  It is a great stress reliever,  if you haven't sat down with a coloring book and crayons for a while  you should because you just know what you are missing.  I never knew ADULTS colored until my little girl was born.  We use to spend hours laying in our living room floor coloring pictures.  Then I started coloring pictures with her  grandma ( who firmly believes that it is a great past time for calming the nerves...and she should know that lady had five children and too many grandkids to count.  With all the cooking she did I really don't know where she found the time.  My Mama never colored in her life I guess,  she hated anything that wasn't work.,  but that's how her generation grew up,  working from the time they were able to stand on a stool and do dishes.

WELL NOW I'M JEALOUS !

I was watching tv. last night and I could hardly believe it... They have created a sidewalk chalk that writes in THREE-D.  NO JOKE !    I was watching all of those children drawing pictures on the sidewalk and I became jealous.  NOW why couldn't they have that when I was a child ?  Now I'm gonna look really stupid to all the neighbors when I purchase some for myself.  NAW,  my girl doesn't want any part of it..in fact she doesn't do anything FUN  anymore.   But I can only hope she is GONE the day I get my hands on some.

I'm gonna play hopscotch,  and draw  stick people, and when I'm all done I am going to draw me a bath.

LITERALLY of course...I'm gonna draw one of those antique claw -foot  white porcilin bathtubs  with  lots of bubbles flowing over.  I'm gonna draw lots of flowers and sit it right in the middle of an open field,  and I'm gonna draw DEER  grazing  by a tree and pond.  WHAT a great bath time that's gonna be.  I Hope I don't scare the DEER away .  And of course I'll have to draw a RUBBER DUCKIE  cause no bath is comlete without one.

IMAGINE.... THREE-D CHALK......THAT'S AMAZING.  What will they come up with next ?

CALGON TAKE ME AWAY.

HI MOM,  It's Mother's Day.  Yes I know your holiday comes but once a year,  but  I was thinking and I know that I could give you flowers and candy and a pretty card and that would make you happy.  But this year it is all about what I am going to TAKE AWAY from you.

I am going to TAKE AWAY  the worry you have when I stay out late...because now I know that Bad things happen  to good people... and I don't want you to  one day be right about WHAT COULD HAVE HAPPENED.  Thanks for caring about me.

I am going to TAKE AWAY the fear you have  that I might be that kid down the block  that rode with friends  who were drinking and having a good time and lost thier life.  I promise NOT to ride with friends who DRINK and DRIVE.  Thanks Mom for saying " JUST call me."

I am going to TAKE AWAY the nightmares that keep you awake at night because I really never thought about the friends I run with.  Some of them do things I would not do - but  Mom  you were right,   who I run with may  one day put me on the runway to a troubled life.  Thanks Mom for  telling me I am better than this.  I promise to choose my friends more wisely.

I hope that you will be happy with all the things I TAKE AWAY  in order to show you just how much I love you.  I hope I can make every day  MOTHER'S DAY...cause it really is all about  MOM.

HEY IT'S  WVALADYBUG !

GUESS what this BLOG is all about?  AH...Come on now  - I know you can figure it out.  THINK.....HERE'S A Hint.

  I WISH  you days of SUNSHINE,  I wish you GENTLE RAIN,,  I wish you  PEACE and COMFORT  if your life is filled with pain.  I  WISH you days of HAPPINESS and many, many SMILES,  and I wish you FRIENDS  to walk with you along life's rocky miles.  I WISH you HEALTH and WEALTH, and  WISDOM as you live from day to day...and I know my  WISHES  can come true....

because  I took the time to PRAY.

 WVALADYBUG would like to welcome you to  my favorite place on the internet.  I have always loved watching the news on Fox35,  but wow...now we have this awesome site to talk about anything.  (WELL, not anything we want to be censored for) Lol.

I personally thought that Fox might like to know just what I think about thier site...

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Thanks to EVERYONE who drops by to listen to me rant and rave, or  gives advice when my teen-age daugther almost sends me to the "LOONEY BIN "  but thanks most of all for all the interesting blogs YOU WRITE that keeps me informed, alert, and SANE.

In the past few years I have seen God in a whole new light.  I was thinking the other day about all the PICTURES  I have stored or hanging in my house of Jesus.  I was once told that know one knows what Jesus looks like,  but  even as a young girl growing up  I just pictured him to look like all those pictures on the walls of my  home and the homes of my neighbors.  A while back I got to wondering why no-one has ever painted a picture of GOD.  So I thought  I'm not an artist who can paint with a paintbrush but that maybe I can show you what God looks like to me.  You might be surprised to know that I have seen GOD.

During the wars of our past that we often read about in the history books or now  through the media  where we honor those who fought for our country...I saw God's face.  It was the face of the men who believed that no man should be left behind...and they stayed behind to pull a fellow soldier to safety.

During 9-11  I saw the face of God.  He had tears in his eyes.  He was carrying a frail, broken body in his arms.  He was doing what he does best.  Putting someone else before himself.

During the devastaing Hurricanes and tornadoes that ravaged our communities I saw the face of God.   He was gathering together clothes, and food, and  money to help those who felt like life  was gone for them.  He was giving them HOPE.

During  my times of  trouble in these past few months I saw the face of God.  He was smiling,  and he was saying  everything was going to be just fine,  he  had the face of a friend.

Are YOU a good picture of God?  YOU may be the only picture this world may ever see.

I love to write and my passion  for poetry started when I was in grade school,,   The other day I found  old journals  from when I was  13 (and all through my teen-age years.)  My daughter was surprised that I still had them,  she was even more surprised at thier content.  "OMG"   she said loudly.  " I hope no one ever sees these,  What were you thinking ?"  I thought they were quite good  myself for a teen-ager.  Well I found out  it wasn't the writings that bothered her it was WORDS I used.  So just in case  you should run across my writings one day I do not want to embarrass my daughter so  let me clarify.

When I was that age I was  "GAY"...back then that word meant "HAPPY"  it was not a SEXUAL PREFERENCE.  Heck , come to think about it  I never heard the word SEX or ever saw two people in bed together on TV.  I can remember Mama turning off Bonanza everytime there was a kissing scene,  because that was "Dirty".  Today I found out that my girl says "That's GAY"  What in the world does that mean?  Well if you need to know too,  it means "That's STUPID".

Living "MODEST " meant  having respect for your body.  You  were shy about revealing  body parts to strangers,  even in medical situations.  Today living "MODEST"  means having only one car and one TV.

Condoms were a source of "EMBARRASSMENT"  they came in 2 styles and were kept behind the  counter at the pharmacy.  Boys would Blush and  have the hardest time asking for them.  Today they  come in hundreds of styles and  you can get them from the bathroom....OMG  I am getting old.

Cigarettes  were smoked mainly by men,  and women who smoked were considered "WILD"  and featured in an  advertisment  that said "You've come a long way baby ".

Cigars were smoked by OLD men   (and women like my grandma constantly complained about the smell. ) Today  young men and women smoke cigars.  Speaking of cigars...what's the latest craze with young adults...something called "BLUNTS".  What do they do with them ? well...they  "add" they're own  form of tobacco .  Did I feel stupid the first time I sold one at work...oh yea,  be sure when I sold it  it was "Legal" and  just a "Blunt."  OMG...I am way too old to understand how people come up with these things.

Finally,  let me tell you how I alienated my young daughter.   I don't even like kids having MYSPACE..so I took my daughter off only to find out that her "DAD"  has her set up for it at HIS house.  I agreed to let her have it back because he is on her MYspace.  I'm walking through the house one day and see a headline on her screen that says  so and so are my "PIMPS"...I had a cow.  She says MOM you are so out of touch...I said I don't want that  on  your   screen no more.  She called her DAD to tell him how mad I was and he gets on the phone and says.  Don't stress it...it just means "FRIENDS".   I need a NEW DICTIONARY with WORDS  I  UNDERSTAND...OMG-AM I THAT OLD ? 

I once said I would never have anything to say about sports.  Well,  I can't say that any more.  I am NOT into sports, although I watch Wrestling, football, hockey,  and the only one I seem to not be able to laugh about...NASCAR.

If it has to be on in every room in the house eventually you're going to learn to at least catch a  glimpse here and there.

Now I like the fact that NASCAR is the only sport I know of that still Acknowledges GOD before every  race.  ( I'm sure that will become an issue sometime too and  it  also will come under attack from some idiot that  is offended that PRAYER is still allowed)  but until then  I RESPECT those who have stood the test of time,  and refuse to change tradition.

Now I know all of the drivers by name and a lot of them by car number,  and yes I even keep up with those who change teams or retire.  So I'm  not completely stupid about racing.  Now for the record  I DON'T KNOW HOW ANYONE CAN SIT THROUGH THAT MANY LAPS OF CARS GOING AROUND, AND AROUND, AND AROUND, IN A CIRCLE.  But I enjoy the last 50 laps of any race.  Which is the purpose for this blog.  I was watching when  Kyle Bush and Jr. hooked up on that closeknit race.  Now the first thing I had to say was  look at him turning into JR.  Sure enough play, after play,  showed the same thing to me that Kyle ran into JR.  I said, " I bet Jr is fit to be tied."  My husband said " But you know what honey,  watch this, I can bet you he won't say one bad word about him."  I'm thinking in my mind that he'll be ranting and raving like some of the other drivers who get in that same mess... who punch people out of pitch a fit.  But my husband said "NOT JR."  He is one of the kindest men in racing...and a lot of people have done thingss that would cause most men to go off.  He will try his best to stay calm and cool and NOT say anything bad.  My husband was right...and now I have an even greater respect for that man  who could have WON that race last night.  I watched his interview and I was impressed.  Now I can say with assuredness that if ( AS it appeared to me ) that Kyle was determined that Jr.  not make this his winning race,  He has lost the respect of a lot of racecar fans.  The only one that will know JUST WHY that accident happed is KYLE.  I pray it was an accident because this is one lady who just doesn't think so.

KUDOS JR. !      YOU ARE A FAR BETTER MAN BECAUSE YOU KEEP YOUR CALM, YOUR COOL,  AND YOUR TONGUE... in the face of  the unfair facts of life.  NOW HERE IS A ROLE MODEL ALL PARENTS CAN BE PROUD OF.

 What a great example of  walking away with DIGNITY.

WVALADYBUG HAS  OFFERED A   CHALLENGE !

Here is the challenge.

May is the Month for MOTHERS.

June is the month for FATHERS.

There are so many elderly men and women who have been placed in nursing homes and assisted living facilities for one reason or another. From experience I feel safe to say that none of them really if they had a choice would choose to give up thier homes.

Reading the comments on my blog - Don't forget your mother-  I recieved a comment that got me to talking about shut ins in our communities.  One blogger touched my heart and I knew that I had found a way to get bloggers here on  fox to do something special to brighten the lives of others.  Now if you go to my blog you will find the details of my challenge and what is in it for you  the blogger. 

 I want you to read all about it. Please read  The comments leading up to  this challenge...I think your heart will be touched and if it is  I hope you will WANT to accept this challenge.

BLOG: DON'T FORGET YOUR MOTHER.  

Thanking you in advance...

WVALADYBUG      

The holidays come so quickly now that I am older.  They seemed so much longer in thier coming when I was a child...Christmas seemed to take forever when I was 5.  By the time I was 15,  it seemed as though Christmas  didn't take nearly so long to get here.  From  the ages of 35-45 Christmas seemed to  Rush upon me and be over  with before I could even enjoy it. 

 Now  another year has passed and it  is coming upon MOTHER'S DAY.  I did not want this Special day to come and go because I was too busy living life to  remember it,  So for once in my life I am ahead of the holiday.  I didn't want to forget my Mama.

If I could Thank You Mama,

I would thank you for the little things in life that  you  put aside ,  so that I could have more than you had as a child.

I would  tell you  that I was sorry for thinking that your ways were outdated and old,  because you were right after all and if I had listened,  I wouldn't have made the mistakes I did.

I would  tell you how much I enjoyed our times together,  instead of  always being in a hurry to leave,  afraid I'd miss something in life;  Because now I miss you.

I would have showered you with gifts of appreciation- instead of  finding little things in life I thought I just couldn't live wihout - Because Mama you were the greatest gift in my life.

If I could thank you Mama,  I would spend everyday  making up for  all the times you did something special for me,  and I took it for granted.

I will watch commercials on tv this year,  as children give gifts to thier mothers,  and I'll wonder if they truely understand how special a  "Mama"  is.

I will be sadened as I go from store to store and see Mother's Day cards going  through the check-out line.   I can not send you a greeting card to tell you " I love you"  or send you a boquet of flowers to brighten up your day.

I wonder if my  daughter  really understands the sacrifices and  love of a MOTHER......I wonder if she realizes that a good mother is a precious gift....I wonder if she  knows that one day she will miss me?

                                           I didn't until today  when I thought   about my Mama.

Don't forget to remember your Mama this Mother's Day.   She's far to precious to ignore.

If,  like my Mama,  she is gone from this world...take a moment from your day to whisper...

                            Thank You Mama !