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Let’s Get Ready to Rumble My stomach tried to take-over for this year’s Thanksgiving Day feast. But the waist band of my pants reminded me that it’s still the wrestling Title Belt holder with it’s strangle-hold around my gut. It’s difficult to resist seconds when there is plenty of slow roasted smoked turkey, crackling, crunchy sweet honey glazed ham, and who can resist more fluffy, flavorful mashed potatoes, whipped perfectly in cream cheese and butter. But what really tightened the squeeze was that homemade Missouri Mennonite coconut cream pie and my daughter’s serious homemade pumpkin cheesecake. Winner…Winner…That’s Thanksgiving Dinner. Two Families Brought Together My son and I were welcomed with opened arms right into my grand daughter Charlee’s other family for Thanksgiving Day. While four teenage girls hung around my son JR during our conversations. I even got a few laughs from my silly comments. There wasn’t even the potential for ...11 days ago
Usually, we all just go about our business. Our minds have eternal daily planners, turning pages, relegating our weekly routines. Time goes by, we carry on, and keep on the go. We share a little of this and a little of that. Then something happens that changes everything in a blink of an eye. Autumn Trail This year’s autumn trail has been very bitter, definitely not sweet in that it has been an unfortunate ending for acquaintances, friends, and family without a shot at late maturity. For any of us witnessing families lose loved ones to an accident, dreaded disease, or tragedy at a young age should cause any one of us to shudder. It’s so true that no parent should ever have to bury their child no matter what their age. The pain can seem to be so insurmountable that they wish that they themselves could take their child’s place. Grief surely has no respect for any age. Life Changing Moments Everyone of us can think of a life changing moment. I’m not talking about ...88 days ago
There’s been a nip in the air recently around our Ozark Mountains. Actually, we just had the tenth coolest month of August in recorded history. I keep telling everyone in Blogaritaville to beware of Global Snowing. Don’t go thinking I’m goofy! Remember Madonna, at the Live Earth concert a few years ago said, “If you wanna’ save the planet, let me see you jump!” Yeah right that will fix things... Holy Hanna of Montana Our return to crisp days and brisk nights means two things: For many of us football season and in our neck of the woods, thankfully, some of our women start putting their bra’s back on that are the size of Montana. I’m telling you, walk into a Wal-Mart store, on a hot muggy day, and one would think the whole store is the dairy department. Of coarse, lets not just pick on the gals. What about those over-forty year old bear impersonators, wearing white tank tops, and still sporting their old red high school physical education gym shorts. Put them on ...110 days ago
Last night I crawled into bed a bit later than usual. After my son’s football practice, we had a high school open house, and afterwards I took him and one of his football buddies (wide receiver Zane, I call him Zap) out to eat. Of coarse, after a dinner which consisted of of watching the boy’s snarf down all you can eat shrimp and BBQ we had to pile back into the YAV (Yuppie Assault Vehicle, SUV, my Tahoe) to complete our eating mission as the yum squad, battling those long tourist lines, at Andy’s Frozen Custard. James Brownie Andy’s Frozen Custard Hoorah! The spoils of victory came in a James Brownie Funky Jackhammer. Grandma's homemade brownies and creamy peanut butter blended with Andy's Frozen Custard , filled in the middle with a pillar of rich hot fudge. Sure it costs almost a yuppie food stamp ($20 dollar bill) for three yumolicious frozen cups. But well worth the wait for a yowza dessert experience. Smarty Artie By the time we arrived ...143 days ago
Our summer season is in full swing, unless you live in Wisconsin. During this time of year, our daytime temperatures here in the Ozarks usually hover near 100 degrees. I definitely can’t sneak around because it’s too hot for shoes and my flip-flops are always flip-floppin’. Summer time should be a time when we can shed some tension along with some of our clothes. When we experience a perfect summer day we can believe that everything is going to be alright. For me, early summer mornings are the best. A gentle cool breeze, birds singing, and a heavy dew on the grass that swirls a sweet fragrance around until is disappears with the rising sun. After our afternoon heat starts to subside early evening and sunset draws my eyes to the skies. Sometimes the clouds seem to outline a great big smile as God’s comfort signature of His amazing grace. Just this morning I kept my mind quiet, listened to my heart, and enjoyed watching-listening to a thunderstorm roll across our valley. ...
