I am not a farmer!

Since my wonderful husband has been out of commission due to surgery, I have become the farmer and gardener. Feeding the animals and hauling water in buckets to water trees isn't too bad. Picking tomatoes, not so fun. If you have only a plant or two it would be fine, but two very long rows seems to never end. The tomatoes aren't really that bad, it is the blister bugs that are the problem. They are every where. If you shake the plants to knock them off, then they are all around your feet. Ok, maybe I wasn't so smart wearing fliflops, but I still think I would have been scared. I would like to think of myself as a brave, adventurous person, but no, I am just a coward that is realizing that I am more of a city, well large town maybe, girl instead of a country girl. I thought I might never eat another tomato, but then I think about pizza, and maybe the experience wasn't that bad.

How you live (part 2)

So go to the ballgames (Spent many years doing this.)
And go to the ballet (Even did this a few times. Kara-Kae remember - "I am a puppet!")
And go see your folks more than just on the holidays (Horrible at this one.)
Kiss all your children (Wish I could more.)
Dance with your wife (Don't have one.)
Tell your husband you love him every night (Try to.)
Don't run from the truth (Easy to try, but it always catches me.)
'Cause you can't get away
Just face it and you'll be okay (Doesn't seem like you will be okay at the time.)

Oh wherever you are and wherever you've been
Now is the time to begin (No time like the present.)

So give to the needy (Try, but never enough.)
And pray for the grieving (Also, never enough.)
E'en when you don't think that you can
'Cause all that you do is bound to come back to you (The good and the bad.)
So think of your fellow man (Definitely don't do this enough.)
Make peace with God and make peace with yourself (Moment by moment job.)
'Cause in the end there's nobody else (Amen.)

How you live (part 1)

One of my favorite songs is "How You Live" by Point of Grace (sorry Brook).
I really like the words, and wish I lived my life more by them.
I'll start with the chorus, then the verses:
Turn up the music
Turn it up loud (Some music I like loud)
Take a few chances (I do not like to take chances. I don't have the courage. I want to be adventurous, but it is just not me. Writing a blog is as adventurous as I get.)
Let it all out You won't regret it
Lookin' back from where you have been (I guess I have come a long way from my childhood.)
Cuz it's not who you knew (Good thing.)
And it's not what you did (Another good thing.)
It's how you live (I am not sure my life is anything to brag about, but I haven't ever robbed a bank or killed anyone, so maybe I am not too bad.)

Wake up to the sunlight (I wake before the sunlight - early risers at my house.)
With your windows open (Not during allergy season.)
Don't hold in your anger or leave things unspoken (Never been accused of holding in my anger.)
Wear your red dress ( Don't have one, but intend to buy one.)
Use your good dishes (My only dishes are the good one, except when we buy those really nice paper plates)
Make a big mess and make lots of wishes (I make messes and wishes all of the time.)
Have what you want (I have what I want, and all I will ever need. I am very blessed. You should meet my husband and my children and their spouses and children.)
But want what you have (I really don't want the dust, but it says too.)
And don't spend your life lookin' back (I really look back too often. I have made lots of mistakes.)

More Pet Peeves

A couple more pet peeves then I will try to have a better attitude. I really don't like tailgaters. Going through a construction site at the proper speed limit with a vehicle tailgating me is really annoying. It gets worse when the drive flies past me and on the side of the car is an insurance agent panel, at least it wasn't my agent. Even worse is a van full of kids with a church listed on the side. Wonder if the parents really want their children speeding down the highway. I promise this is my last gripe, I mean pet peeve. I am a coupon cutter. I can really save a bundle, especially on those double coupon days. I get to the store figuring all the money going back into my pocket, when I realize that the coupons are so specific, and the store doesn't have that exact item.
Now I am going to be a little more positive. Even though I complain so much, I really am blessed. I have a wonderful husband that treats me like royality. I also have two wonderful adult children that have spouses that compliment them so well. There children are bright and fun to be around.

What was I thinking?

What ever possessed me to start blogging! I have no idea what I am doing, but here goes. Who knows maybe it will be fun, I have also heard that about bungee jumping and sky diving, but I wouldn't do them either. I am going to use this as a sounding board, a form of communicating, and just for random thoughts.
It is so difficult to get started, even "about me" is difficult, and I know more about me than anyone. I decided to write a poem. As I go along I will post more about me and my life.
I did mention in "about me" that I am grandma to Tallie and Jack. Tallie is my son's 4 year old step-daughter as of July 12. She is a very precious little girl. I don't get to see her as much as I would like, but isn't that the way it is with all grandchildren. My other grandchild is Jack. Actually Jack is a dog, but he doesn't seem to know that.
Speaking of dogs not knowing they are dogs that leads me to some of my pet peeves. No pun intended. I have nothing against dogs that think they are one of the children. I do have problems with children having to do without the basics, because the dog has to go to a special groomer or gets special treatment. Another pet peeve is cabinet doors left open. It is strange that this would bother me so much, because I am not a very neat or organized person. I have lots of pet peeves, which means I am a complainer. I try not to be, but it just seems easier to complain than to try and do anything about it. Another pet peeve of mine is slang words that most people used to be considered cussing. Now in our society they are accepted by many. I don't think anyone should speak out loud or write a word or phrase they wouldn't want their child to say to a teacher at school or church.
I guess I will hit publish post, and enter into the word of blogging. More gripes, er I mean, pet peeves to follow.