Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Katrina

My heart just raised to my throat. I usually, don't look at weather reports or watch the news due to all the world wide drama going on. I just now decided to take a look at the photos of devistation that Hurrican Katrina brought to the coast of Mississippi, which use to be my home town. I have rode out many hurricanes between Louisiana and Mississippi. I am in awe of the total devistation there.

My heart, my prayers, and my love goes out to the family, friends, and relatives of those that have lost loved ones in this natural disaster.

Monday, August 29, 2005

Jane Fonda and My 2 Cents

This is for all the kids born in the 70's who do not remember, and didn't have to bear the burden that our fathers, mothers and older brothers and sisters had to bear.

Jane Fonda is being honored as one of the"100 Women of the Century," BY BARBRAWALTERS!

Unfortunately, many have forgotten and still countless others have never known how Ms.Fonda betrayed not only the idea of our country, but specific men who served and sacrificed during Vietnam.

The first part of this is from an F-4E pilot. The pilot's name is Jerry Driscoll, a River Rat.

In 1968, the former Commandant of the USAF Survival School was a POW in Ho Lo Prison the "Hanoi Hilton." Dragged from a stinking cesspit of a cell, cleaned, fed, and dressed in clean PJ's, he was ordered to describe for a visiting American"Peace Activist" the "lenient and humane treatment" he'd received. He spat at Ms. Fonda, was clubbed, and was dragged away.

During the subsequent beating, he fell forward onto the camp Commandant's feet, which sent that officer berserk.

In 1978, the Air Force Colonel still suffered from double vision (which permanently ended hisflying career) from the Commandant's frenzied application of a wooden baton.

From 1963-65, Col. Larry Carrigan was in the47FW/DO (F-4E's). He spent 6 years in the"Hanoi Hilton", the first three of which his family only knew he was "missing in action". His wife lived on faith that he was still alive.

His group, too, got the cleaned-up, fed and clothed routine in preparation for a"peace delegation" visit. They, however, had time and devised a plan to get word to the world that they were alive and still survived. Each man secreted a tiny piece of paper, with his Social Security Number on it, in the palm of his hand. When paraded before Ms. Fonda and a cameraman, she walked the line, shaking each man's hand and asking little encouraging snippets like: "Aren't you sorry you bombed babies?" and "Are you grateful for the humanetreatment from your benevolent captors?" Believing this HAD to be an act, they each palmed her their sliver of paper. She took them all without missing a beat.

At the end of the line and once the camera stopped rolling, to the shocked disbelief of the POWs,she turned to the officer in charge and handed him all the little pieces of paper.

Three men died from the subsequent beatings. Colonel Carrigan was almost number four but he survived, which is the only reason we know of her actions that day.

I was a civilian economic development advisorin Vietnam, and was captured by the NorthVietnamese communists in South Vietnam in1968, and held prisoner for over 5 years.I spent 27 months in solitary confinement; one year in a cage in Cambodia; and one year in a "black box" in Hanoi.

My North Vietnamese captors deliberately poisoned and murdered a female missionary, a nurse in a leprosarium in Ban me Thuot, SouthVietnam, whom I buried in the jungle near the Cambodian border.

At one time, I weighed only about 90 lbs.(My normal weight is 170 lbs.)

We were Jane Fonda's "war criminals." When Jane Fonda was in Hanoi, I was asked by the camp communist political officer if I would be willing to meet with her. I said yes, for I wanted to tell her about the real treatment we POWs received... and how different it was from the treatment purported bythe North Vietnamese, and parroted by her as"humane and lenient." Because of this, I spent three days on a rocky floor on my knees, with my arms outstretchedwith a large steel weights placed on my hands, and beaten with a bamboo cane.

I had the opportunity to meet with Jane Fonda soon after I was released. I asked her if she would be willing to debate me on TV. She never did answer me.

These first-hand experiences do not exemplifysomeone who should be honored as partof "100 Years of Great Women."Lest we forget..." 100 Years of Great Women" should never include a traitor whose hands are covered with the blood of so many patriots.

There are few things I have strong visceral reactions to, but Hanoi Jane's participation inblatant treason, is one of them.

RONALD D. SAMPSON,
CMSgt,
USAF716
Maintenance Squadron,
Chief ofMaintenance
DSN: 875-6431
COMM: 883-6343

My parents are Vietnam Era vets and so is my father-in-law. These men and women were treated inhumanely as well when they came home. People would call them "baby killers" when they did return to the states. What is so bad is that these men fought for us.

The Viet Cong used children to put grenades in gas tanks by pulling the pin while having a rubber band wrapped around it then having these children drop them in the gas tanks on american vehicles and the gas would eat the rubber away causing the truck to go boom or they would actually live wire these children with explosives attached to pressure plates under their clothing. They sent these children to die purposely. Yet, when our soldiers came home they were treated like they were the ones wrong. They fought for their brothers and sisters that were lieing next to them dieing.

Now that the boys from Iraq are coming home they are being treated like gold. They are being given parades on arrivals.

What happened to that kind of treatment for the Vietnam vets? Vietnam veterans are now getting the recognition today that they deserved when they actually came home from the worst war ever in my eyes.

To my family and friends that served in Vietnam, Thank You and I am sorry that it took you so long to hear those words.

Bruce G. Johnson

Mildred B. Johnson

Donald Pate

Claude VonPluren

Gabbie girl.
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I thought this was beautiful.
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Rocks, rocks and huge rocks.
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I loved how these rock bolders sat in the water.
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A spiders home and a snake habitat.
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I thought of the poem Little Ms. Muffet looking at this seen.
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I thought these were lovely.
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A nice and simple flower in which Gabbie felt the need to pick.
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Beautiful....simply beautiful.
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This rock caught my eye simply because of the vegetation growing on it.
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I thought this flower was pretty and so did Gabbie, because as soon as I took the picture she picked this very flower.
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:P
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Sunday, August 28, 2005


Daunte', Joseph, Heather, and Gabbie.
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I love the rocks so sue me. :P
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My demon children trying to look cute for the camera. Of course Gabbie wasn't being cooperative so Daddy's tummy is present.
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I loved the rocks with the climbing shrubbery.
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I love this picture. I took it today in black and white which you can see, but I absolutely love it.
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Thursday, August 25, 2005

Disney Memories

http://home.att.net/~soloshideaway/585/disney.htm

Ahhh...to remember my childhood.

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

Dogs vs. Cats

http://hideaway_fun.home.att.net/386/cat.htm

I couldn't help, but share this. Way too cute for words.

Daunte', Joseph, and Michelle once again.
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Cocoa getting a bath. The guy is Donnie in the red baseball hat. The one with no shirt is Larry. The cowboy hat guy is Claude. At the very edge of the tractor is my father in law.
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I really love Choco me and her just got done running when this picture was snapped. I was reminding her how good of a girl she had been while trotting next to me.
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Choco the beautiful.
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Daunte`, Joseph, and Michelle on the horse trailer.
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Gabbie riding bareback. She is in love with Sassy and Sassy with her. Sassy is very protective over Gabbie, especially when we are out in the pasture. Between Sassy and Stormy, Gabbie doesn't go to far.
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Gabbie and Sassy (who she is sitting on).
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Sunday, August 21, 2005


Gabbie is still sleeping even after we arrive home and so hated when I took her out of the seat.
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I so hate camera's on me when I first wake up.
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Michelle, Gabbie's new cousin.
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After a long hard day of shopping.
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YOU KNOW YOU ARE LIVING IN 2005 when...

1. You accidentally enter your password on the microwave.

2. You haven't played solitaire with real cards in years.

3. You have a list of 15 phone numbers to reach your family of 3.

4. You e-mail the person who works at the desk next to you.

5. Your reason for not staying in touch with friends and family is that they don't have e-mail addresses.

6. You pull up in your own driveway and use your cell phone to see if anyone is home to help you carry in the groceries.

7. Every commercial on television has a web site at the bottom of the screen.

8. Leaving the house without your cell phone, which you didn't have the first 20 or 30 (or 60) years of your life, is now a cause for panic and you turn around to go and get it.

10. You get up in the morning and go on line before getting your coffee.

11. You start tilting your head sideways to smile. : )

12. You're reading this and nodding and laughing.

13. Even worse, you know exactly to whom you are going to forward this message.

14. You are too busy to notice there was no #9 on this list.

15. You actually scrolled back up to check that there wasn't a #9 on this list.AND NOW U R LAUGHING at yourself.

The Rest of the Story

Captain Kangaroo passed away on January 23, 2004 as age 76 , which is odd, because he always looked to be 76. (DOB: 6/27/27.) It reminded me of the following story.

Some people have been a bit offended that the actor, Lee Marvin, is buried in a grave alongside 3 and 4 star generals at Arlington National Cemetery.

Here's a guy who was only a famous movie star who served his time, why the heck does he rate burial with these guys? Well, following is the amazing answer: I always liked Lee Marvin, but didn't know the extent of his Corps experiences.

In a time when many Hollywood stars served their country in the armed forces often in rear-echelon posts where they were carefully protected, only to be trotted out to perform for the cameras in war bond promotions, Lee Marvin was a genuine hero. He won the Navy Cross at Iwo Jima. There is only one higher Naval award... the Medal Of Honor.

If that is a surprising comment on the true character of the man, he credits his sergeant with an even greater show of bravery.

During a dialog on "The Tonight Show with Johnny Carson", Johnny's guest was Lee Marvin. Johnny said, "Lee, I'll bet a lot of people are unaware that you were a Marine in the initial landing at Iwo Jima... and that during the course of that action you earned the Navy Cross and were severely wounded."

"Yeah, yeah... I got shot square in the bottom and they gave me the Cross for securing a hot spot about halfway up Suribachi. Bad thing about getting shot up on a mountain is guys getting' shot hauling you down But, Johnny, at Iwo I served under the bravest man I ever knew... . We both got the cross the same day, but what he di d for his Cross made mine look cheap in comparison. That dumb guy actually stood up on Red beach and directed his troops to move forward and get the hell off the beach. Bullets flying by, with mortar rounds landing everywhere and he stood there as the main target.

Johnny, I'm not lying, Sergeant Keeshan was the bravest man I ever knew. The Sergeant's name is Bob Keeshan. You and the world know him as Captain Kangaroo."

On another note, there was this wimpy little man (who just passed away) on PBS, gentle and quiet. Mr. Rogers is another of those you would least suspect of being anything but what he now portrays to our youth. But Mr. Rogers was a U.S. Navy Seal, combat-proven in Vietnam with over twenty-five confirmed kills to his name. He wore a long-sleeved sweater on TV, to cover the many tattoos on his forearm and biceps. He was a master in small arms and hand-to-hand combat, able to disarm or kill in a heartbeat.

After the war Mr. Rogers became an ordained Presbyterian minister and therefore a pacifist. Vowing to never harm another human and also dedicating the rest of his life to trying to help lead children on the right path in life. He hid away the tattoos and his past life and won our hearts with his quiet wit and charm.

America's real heroes don't flaunt what they did; they quietly go about their day-to-day lives, doing what they do best. They earned our respect and the freedoms that we all enjoy.

Look around and see if you can find one of those heroes in your midst. Often, they are the ones you'd least suspect, but would most like to have on your side if anything ever happened.

Take the time to thank anyone that has fought for our freedom. With encouragement they could be the next Captain Kangaroo or Mr. Rogers.

Saturday, August 20, 2005

Working

I love it and so didn't realize how much I had missed it.

Do I have to work? No not really. Although I love my children and my family I get to come out of my mommy clothes fives days a week, which I trade in for a uniform for a 7 to 10 hour shift.

That means adult interaction with more than just my family here. Oh god, how I missed it. I get to say things like restroom instead of potty, I can say no instead of no-no, and most importantly I can say Sweetie, darling and honey to adults who grin back and think it is some kind of southern charm going on.

My customers are great for the most part although I have some drunks on the weekends and lots of basic training privates I totally adore my new job.

Tonight I even did the unthinkable I played a matching game. I had two privates at the counter drinking a cup of coffee and a glass of water drooling over a young girl and her mother. So, what did I do? I picked up their cups, asked their names, went over to the other table and asked if the gentlemen could join the ladies which they were happy to accept. After a 30-45 minute chat one of the young privates left for a date with the young lady and mom and friend in tow. I thought it was kinda cute.

Needless to say I had a very good night in tips especially from the two privates.

You so have to love waitressing.

Rant Time....

I love it when newly redevoted Christians (www.razorskiss.net) pass judgements on others aka atheists.

I love it when newly redevoted Christians ( http://picturesquelife.com/ )pass judgement on others aka parents.

These two have some real work to do not only with themselves, but with each other as well. Seeing as these two are a couple and now looking to marry it makes me wonder how their "blended family" will turn out.

Yes, I am passing a judgement. I am more than able to since my daughter is suppose to be part of that blended family. I am also able to do such seeing as Razorskiss lived with me for more than a year.

Let's start with his little about me post.

"I'm divorced, have 2 children, both girls - one is 5, the other is 11 months. "

Here he makes you think that both of his children came from one marriage. Wrong. His two children are from different mothers one in which he was married too and the other he wasn't.

" I was homeschooled as a child, went to a private Christian High School, and was a member of the USAF for one 4-year enlistment, as an Avionics, Guidance, and Control Technician. (Cockpit electronics system specialist.) "

Here he makes you think that he finished his enlistment. Wrong. He got cut loose because of a mental breakdown.

"I'm a Christian, love my Lord, and hope I show that in my actions, and my behavior. "

This post was made about a year ago. I will rip this apart also. His behavior, huh? Does that include lieing? (he lied to his parents to come see his daughter last November staying a month and sharing my bed every night while here.)
Does that include sex without marriage?

Wouldn't behavior also include supporting your children? I would think so. He is over 10,00 dollars behind in child support for his oldest and 7,760 dollars for his youngest.

That would mean holding a job down right?

Sorry, but actions speak louder than words.

___________________________________________________

Ok, on his better half now. Truely and honestly I don't know her and she seems nice enough a person, but there are several posts in which I just don't agree with.

The first one http://picturesquelife.com/?p=10#comments Are Single Moms Heros?

Yes, they are. They do the job of two parents they play both roles, mother and father. Granted it is not taught that way biblically, but in their childrens eyes and theirs they are just that heros.

Many churches have singled out these parents. How you ask? Easy and fairly simple alot of churches way back when wouldn't help a single mother yet preached against abortion. So basically you're damned if you do and damned if you don't.

I can teach my children abstinince, but they too have a mind of their own. Thus making them individuals.

As I was just talking this post of Bethany's over with my sister-in-law she asked a very good question. Marriage nowadays is a piece of paper from the state in biblical times was it that?

As for the next post I have to wonder about. http://picturesquelife.com/?p=41#comments

As a public school teacher I hope you get signed statements from each child you take a picture of and post due to liable actions you can be sued if not.

Who cares what children wear? They are clothes afterall your future mother-in-law bought Gabbie an outfit with stuff written across her rear end. I haven't seen you or Joshua rebut that on your blog either.

Thursday, August 18, 2005

Seven Reasons Not to Mess With Children

A little girl: was talking to her teacher about whales.

The teacher: said it was physically impossible for a whale to swallow a human because even though it was a very large mammal its throat was very small.

The little girl: stated that Jonah was swallowed by a whale.

Irritated, the teacher: reiterated that a whale could not swallow a human; it was physically impossible.

The little girl: said, "When I get to heaven I will ask Jonah".

The teacher: asked, "What if Jonah went to hell?"

The little girl: replied, "Then you ask him".



A Kindergarten teacher: was observing her classroom of children>while they were drawing. She would occasionally walk around to see each child's work.

As she got to one little girl who was working diligently, she asked>what the drawing was.

The girl: replied, "I'm drawing God."

The teacher: paused and said, "But no one knows what God looks like."

Without missing a beat, or looking up from her drawing, the girl replied, "They will in a minute."



A Sunday school teacher: was discussing the Ten Commandments with her five and six year olds.

After explaining the commandment to "honor" thy Father and thy Mother, she asked, "Is there a commandment that teaches us how to treat our>brothers and sisters?"

Without missing a beat one little boy: (the oldest of a family)>answered, "Thou shall not kill."



One day a little girl was sitting and watching her mother do the>dishes at the kitchen sink. She suddenly noticed that her mother had>several strands of white hair sticking out in contrast on her brunette head.

She looked at her mother and inquisitively asked, "Why are some of your hairs white, Mom?"

Her mother replied, "Well, every time that you do something wrong>and make me cry or unhappy, one of my hairs turns white."

The little girl thought about this revelation for a while and then said, "Momma, how come ALL of grandma's hairs are white?"



The children had all been photographed, and the teacher was trying to persuade them each to buy a copy of the group picture.

"Just think how nice it will be to look at it when you are all grown up and say, 'There's Jennifer, she's a lawyer,' or 'That's Michael, He's a doctor.'

A small voice at the back of the room rang out, "And there's the>teacher, she's dead."




A teacher was giving a lesson on the circulation of the blood. Trying to make the matter clearer, she said, "Now, class, if I stood on my head, the blood, as you know, would run into it, and I would turn red in>the face."

"Yes," the class said.

"Then why is it that while I am standing upright in the ordinary>position the blood doesn't run into my feet?"

A little fellow shouted, "Cause your feet ain't empty."



The children were lined up in the cafeteria of a Catholic elementary school for lunch. At the head of the table was a large pile of apples. The nun made a note, and posted on the apple tray:

"Take only ONE. God is watching."

Moving further along the lunch line, at the other end of the table was a large pile of chocolate chip cookies.

A child had written a note, "Take all you want. God is watching the apples.

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

First Grade Proverbs

Saturday, August 13, 2005

A B C's to Live By...

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

PawPaw's Lap


Yet again my little angel after a hard day of shopping. Gotta love the Grandpa's lap. :)
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Goober Gabbie


Pawpaw's lap is Gabbie's new sleeping aid.
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Joseph the handsome one on the bike is my 9 year old step-son.
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The little girl there is Heather and the boy is Daunte'. They were so engrossed in the playstation they never even seen the flash.
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Cocoa is one of our smaller colts here she is the one on the right and her hungry sister right there is 19 months old her name is Choco.
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The old homestead. You have to love the quality of a 40 acre farm.
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Angel the white paint with the fly mask on is only 4 months old and has the sweetest disposition. Gabbie's favortie seeing as she is the youngest.
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Snuggle's the new family hound.
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Tuesday, August 09, 2005

A New Found Love

Imagine yourself living on a 40 acre farm.

Imagaine yourself cooking for 12 + people every night.

Imagine your kids able to play with horses for the first time.

I use to do just that imagine things, but not anymore.

I am now sitting in front of my computer on just that a farm.

My kids are in total awe of the animals.

They are in total awe of a new man in their life.

They are in complete and total awe of their new surroundings.

I can't believe the change in my son especially; he has ADHD, OCC, and ODD. In just a few weeks time he has had one episode. YAY!!!!! His whole demeanor has changed and for the better.

My daughter who is all of 20 months old has already got to sit on the back of a beautiful 4 month old colt, which she loves. She gets to chase snuggles around a stray dog the family has adopted. She even gets to chase a chicken around. She is absolutely in stiches over the farm.

Just another update of the city family trying to run a farm.....

Wonder if anyone has any canning recipes I could use?