Play it loud

Good evening and HAPPY FRIDAY!!! Woohoo it’s my favorite day of the week. The day I look forward to. The day that causes me to “wish my life away” wanting it to get here. My little mamaw would get on to me for that. “Don’t wish your life away” I can hear her say lol. I can’t help it really. Friday’s just make me want to dance and sing with a big huge smile on my face. Speaking of that what kind of influence does your music have on you? Are there songs, people, bands, genres that you listen to that just make you happy? Isn’t it funny how one little song can bring back memories (good or bad) from the past. I truly can’t begin to explain what an impact music has on my life. I listen to music all day, every day. Do you?

Now y’all know that I am the retro queen but as far as music I love me some 80’s music. It’s the nostalgia. It brings back memories of being at home with my momma and daddy and my 3 siblings. I got some good 70’s music exposure with my brother. He is the oldest and his young years were filled with Ted Nugent, Jon Waite, Air Supply, and Chicago. I know that’s all over the board but he had records galore and we (my little sister and I) would sneak and listen to them on his big stereo system in his room. I mean two little stragle haired girls jumping around dancing to “Cat Scratch Fever”. It was a sight to behold lol. 80’s music is still my go to. That and folk or progressive bluegrass. Some days I even lean to my contemporary Christian music.

Are there certain songs that bring back tons of memories for you? Man there are so many for me. When my son was a baby, probably until age 4, I would sing him to sleep. I would cuddle him up in my papaws old rocking chair and sing to him until he drifted off. “Baby Mine” was his favorite song. I leaned this song through watching the movie “Beaches”. I love Bette Midler’s voice and I love that movie. I must have sang that song 10,000 times over the years. So much that Walker would say “sing baby mine momma”. Just talking about it brings me to tears. Not because it’s sad but, because my son is now an adult and I can’t grab him up and rock him to sleep anymore. James Taylor’s “The Water Is Wide” was another one I sang to him every day. He would always chime in and sing “and both shall row, my love and i”. It was so sweet coming out of a little 2 year olds mouth. He has grown to love music as much as I do. He played trombone in the middle and high school band and I feel that those who can read the music understand the words a little better. He love what he calls “old country” which absolutely fits his sweet old soul. Hop into his truck with him and I guarantee that you will hear George Jones, Willie Nelson, Johnny Cash, or Conway Twitty. That child. I swear he is my daddy made over. What great memories.

I want to encourage you to find some music that you love this weekend and just turn it up. In your car. In your kitchen. In the shower. Anywhere. Turn it up. Grab your babies or your friend, or your spouse, or even a sibling and dance. Laugh and sing. Sing as loud as you can and don’t worry about the words. The best part is when you sing the wrong words anyway. I promise it will bring a smile to your face and it will bring happiness to your heart. Fellas grab your wife or your momma’s and swing them around the room to one of their favorite song. You will give them a memory they will never ever forget. Moments like this are priceless and in the busy time that we live in it’s such a huge blessing. It’s personal. Turn it up and dance. Happy happy weekend. I wish you many joys and tons of dances. ❤️ Always


Wow these last couple of weeks have been nuts for me hence; I have not had time to post one single blog. That for me is super poo because I loving writing my blogs and I love even more that I get feedback from folks all over the place. I think sometimes we spread ourselves just so thin. I certainly have over the last couple of weeks. I posted a little about this on my FB this week but thought that it was just so important to me that I wanted to devote a blog post to it. Do you just over book yourself? Do you ever make more commitments than there are hours in the day? Is it just me? Boy I sure hope not. I know that this amazing like that we live is certainly fact paced and for most there isn’t enough time each day to get all that we need to get done but, I am trying to learn some balance. Brothers and sisters that’s a very hard pill for me to swallow. Balance! As you all know from previous blogs, I don’t like idle time. Each morning I get up early and I hit the ground running. My goal is to get as much done in the waking hours that I have. Well this week I had a little rude awakening or a “come to Jesus meeting” with myself as I like to call it.

Here’s the gist of it. I work so many jobs. Now don’t get me wrong, as I’ve said before, I am not complaining. I’m blessed. I get up every morning between 4:30 and 5 so that I can get a work out in. You know if you don’t take care of your temple, you can’t take care of whAt you need to do during the day. You have to take care of you. I also try to work on my part time business in the morning. In am a consultant for Tastefully Simple. If you haven’t tried it you should. I will explain all about the food products in another blog. I get emails sent out and orders placed in the wee hours of the morning. I am also a part time secretary for a local dental society. These dentists just love that they get emails from me either super early or very late lol. By 8 am I am at my “real” full time office job. My lunch is consumed with finishing up what I have left to do for the dental society. Thankfully I only live about 3 minutes from my office. When 5 pm rolls around I am out the door headed home to do my baking. Yes, I also make cakes, cupcakes, and cookies. Later evenings are filled with cleaning and pricing terms for the booth that my son and I rent at a local antique store. That job is my favortie because I get to spend the time with my son and sweet momma. Sometime after that I pile in to bed lol. Whew! I get tired just reading and typing all of that. So as you see I’m not lazy (I loathe laziness) and I don’t have idle time. However, I am struggling with some balance.

Here’s my rude awakening. Now y’all are gonna find this super weird. No judgement. Earlier this week I woke myself up from a bad dream. A nightmare really. This is coo coo but here it is. I dreamed that I was standing in our living room with my husband and he was so upset. He just kept saying that I had made myself too busy to be a wife. He said that he didn’t know me anymore because all that I did was work and that I no longer had any time for him. I knew I was in a dream because, I truly have the most wonderful, supportive husband. He is my biggest fan when it comes to my many adventures. I even told him in my dream “I know this is a dream so I’m going to wake up”. He kept saying no, you need to understand what I’m saying. Y’all I woke up in tears. I literally woke my husband up and told him about it. Pleading that he not be upset with me not having balance. He of course, said for me not to worry and comforted me. Now I know y’all think that was stupid. But, I don’t. To me it was a sign. Truth is, I am overdoing it. I am not situating my time. Not prioritizing it to whee it should be. I don’t necessarily think I need to stop doing all of my “adventures” but, I do need to find the balance.

Like I said above my husband is super supportive of anything I decide to try to do. I am with him as well. He loves being in a band and I try to support that as much as possible. He also loves his lazy Sundays and I try to stay out of the living room and let him have his rest while he watches his sports. We are a great team but I can’t help but think that the little dream that I had was a sign. Maybe it was the words that he would never say to a me but may actually feel. It made me take a step back and take a long hard look at things. You see, my marriage is one of the most important “adventures” in my life. Along with being a momma, a daughter, a sister, and a child of God. So maybe this was Gods little way of letting me know that I may be neglecting some areas which are more important than my jobs. Since the “nightmare” I have been thinking and praying about what I can do to balance myself to be better well rounded. Beginning this morning the first thing that I put on my schedule is when I will be a wife, momma, sister, daughter and child of God. I also began to schedule important time for myself other than just exercise. My hope is that I won’t feel lesser of a person by doing this.

Lovelies, it’s okay to be busy and to work hard but, what I’m realizing is that it’s NOT okay to neglect yourself, your children, your significant others, your family, or you God. I’m definitely not the expert to give any advise on this matter but, I am trying so hard to do better. With that being said, do any of you find yourself in this situation? If so, what do you do to find your balance? We can all use some tips in this area and I for certain would love to hear your comments. We’re all in this together so let’s help encourage each other and give each other advise. I hope that you all have a wonderful “balanced” Thursday evening! ❤️ Always.


Good evening everyone and Happy Sunday evening. Did this weekend fly by or what? The older I get the more that I appreciate the time that I get with my family and away from my hectic workweeks. I try not to wish my life away but, boy do I crave Saturday’s and Sunday’s. Speaking of that, I just wanted to make this blog about being appreciative for the things that we have. I think we should all take time to realize how blessed we are. When you think about it, how lucky are we to have all that we do.

Materials. Are you a “material girl” or guy? Oh, I love that Madonna song “because we’re living in a material world and I am a material girl”. You know I’m always gonna reference my 80’s. But think about that. We truly are living in a “material” world. When I think back to just my grandparents and their way of living I believe that most of us couldn’t live like that. They lived outside of town so instead of wasting gas they went to the grocery store once per week. They made a shopping list and stuck to it. They didn’t buy vegetables because they had a garden in their yard. They bought enough groceries for the week because they cooked every day. Going out to dinner was a special occasion and a treat. Let’s not get started on their modest home. Land was more important than the house that sat on it. Their vehicles were paid for (typically they only owned one because she was a housewife). There were no car loans and the vehicle was well driven and very well maintained. Nice clothes were purchased to wear out to church or for that special dinner. You put your “work clothes” on when you were at the house. They went on vacation every year, yes, but they went once a year and it was special. They saved money during the year for that time away. It was something they looked forward to not something that they were “use” to. Now I know things cost a lot less back then but, wages were a lot smaller back then as well. Momma’s stayed home because there weren’t day cares. There were nannies that could be hired but their reason was why? Why would momma go to work to just use all of her pay for someone else to raise her babies? I know that all seems so ancient especially to you young ones. Honestly this was my grandparents and they have only been gone for about 11 years. Just about 65 years ago, which is just the blink of an eye.

Here’s and example of what I mean. I’m talking about me now. This is an example of my week. I work 3 jobs (yes i said 3). I have a full time job and two part time ones. I get up at 5 am so that I have time to work out and typically work one of the part time jobs before my real one starts. I work my regular job 40 plus house a week and then I come home to my wonderful husband and son. I work on the other job in the evening and weekends. We watch television on one of the 4 that we have in our home with more cable channels then we will ever have time to watch. We all have our iPhone’s because Lord help if we aren’t “connected”. My husband and son both work their tails off at their jobs as well so no I’m not the “bread winner”. Now don’t get me wrong. I’m not complaining as I do not like idle time, I come home to Amazon packages. I go to the nail salon every 3 weeks. We go to dinner 2 times a week and we plan 2 vacations every year. I don’t put on my work clothes in fact I have more clothes than I will ever need. And my car is only 2 years old. Y’all I never thought of myself as a “material girl” until I wrote this blog. Wow. I mean wow. So here’s what I want us all to understand. This world has made it so easy to have “things”. “Things” are okay. But, how lucky are we? I mean how long has it been since you’ve sat back and looked at all that you have and just been appreciative? I’m talking to me too. Have we actually looked at the blessing that we have?

I know that we are all so busy. Life is hectic and we are being pulled every direction it seems. But, if you haven’t, I want you to take a few minutes to do something. Go for a little drive in your car. This week I drove to my momma’s and what triggered me to write this post is a few things that I saw. She lives in our downtown area which is about 15 minutes from my house. In those mere 15 minutes I saw things that made my heart just sink. In those moments, on purpose, I was looking for the bad. I was trying to see the sadness that exists in my area. I know that sounds strange but sometimes I think it’s necessary to get our heads out of our tails to see things that we may not ordinarily see. We have a homeless situation in our down town area that seems to be spreading more and more. I can remember as a child never seeing anyone on the streets in our town. Maybe it was there and I just didn’t pay attention. All I know is that, at that moment, on my way to my momma’s, I ended up in tears and praying so hard. Praying in thanksgiving for the roof over my head, for having a full tummy, a warm house, mental and physical health. Y’all I was, and am, so appreciative. I needed to see the sad in order to make me appreciate all that I have. You just never realize all that you have until you look at the poor souls that have nothing. So the next time you are down and feel like you have it bad, get in the car and drive to an area that struggles. I will hot you like a to of brick. Pray for those folks. If you can, help. Bring clothing that you no longer use. Bring shoes and socks, gloves and coats. Bring food. Whatever you can do. In the end we are probably all just a few paychecks away from a hard situation so don’t judge. And remember, there are people out there that would give anything for the life you live. I hope you all have a wonderful night and a great week ahead. ❤️Always.

Adjust your crown

Good evening and Happy Wednesday. Yes, we’ve almost made it through another week. Can you believe we are almost to March???? Wow has this year already began to fly or what! Last year was definitely one for the books and if you feel anything like me you are ready to write a new chapter. I remember when I was a little girl my mamaw used to say to be “don’t wish your life away”. I remember thinking how sssslllooowww the days would roll by. You know those thoughts that little kids have where they wish they were adults. I always wished that I would have my own house, my own husband, my own kids, and thinking how it would all be perfect. Well children let me tell ya something. It ain’t all its cracked up to be. You get all those things you wished for but you also get the bills with that house, the worries that come with children, and the roller coaster that comes with marriage. Oh and if you are sitting there saying that none of the bad goes with the good either you are fibbing to yourself or you are living in a fantasy lol. I know that you are thinking “wow this blog seems a little negative. Bear with me. It isn’t negative at all. In fact darling, I hope that reading this gives you a new light on your bad days and you learn to adjust your crown.

“And the prince kissed the princess and they lived happily ever after”. “He was her knight in shining armor and he carried her into the darkness on his horse”. “She kissed the frog and it turned in to the handsome prince”. ……….. Did you throw up in your mouth a little? I love those sappy love stories. Give me a beach chair, sunshine, and a harlequin romance novel and I’m in heaven. But, for some people their relationships are far from romance novels. In fact, for some, it is more of a horror story or an endless nightmare. Believe me, I’ve been there in the past and it is no fun at all. It is not normal to dread coming home. It is not normal to be “afraid” to have a discussion with another adult. These things are not good. They are not normal. Run, run far away. I know that there are folks out there that deal with this every single day from their significant others. In most situations, no one on the outside would know how miserable life is behind closed doors. You just put on a fake smile and keep acting as if things are perfect. I just want to say if you are sitting in this situation, this is just a small path. A sort of speed bump on the middle of your road. Do whatever you can to get out of that situation and (male or female), adjust your crown. You have so many unwritten chapters ahead of you. Don’t look back. Don’t regret. Just adjust your crown and move forward.

My mamaw was full of good. Just all around she was good. But good advise was her forte. She would always say “Tell that devil to get off your shoulder” when something not so pleasant would happen. Y’all I still say it today. I literally say it out loud. Thankfully I dont have a lot of “bad” things happen to me but, even when I get frustrated or over worry (Lordy lou do I worry), I say “devil, you aren’t getting me today” and then I think of her sweet laugh. There she was married to the same man for almost 75 years, laughing, and telling the devil to get off of her shoulder lol. I’m certain that the time that they had together was not always roses and rainbows. In fact I know it wasn’t. But the trials that they went through over the years made them who they were. I guess what I am trying to say is that each day we have in this beautiful life, well, its making us who we are suppose to be. There is nothing that you cant handle. God will never put more on you than you can stand. It may seem like it for a bit but, I like to think of it as a test. Not as in what you can endure but how you responded to it. You are here to flourish. You are here for a reason. Adjust your crown and carry on.

I think all of this not only applies to your relationships but even parenting and your career. Being a momma is one of the most wonderful gifts that I have been given. I have cherished every single day of being Walker’s momma. Even though it has been amazing, it is also hard. I mean here you are one of the most important people in that little boy’s life. If you make a mistake guess who’s watching. It takes its toll and I worried so much that I wasn’t too good at it. One day I realized that all I could do is love him and show that every day. Everything else would just fall in to place. It does fall in to place by the way. No matter how much you worry or hover or beat yourself up about it, all that matters in the end is that you did your best and loved that child with everything in your soul. As far as your career, lovelies you ARE going to have tough days. It’s called working with other humans. It’s not going to be perfect every day. What I learned to remind myself is that this is just a job. Yes, it is important. Yes, you have to get a paycheck. Yes, you have to work hard and do your best. But, at the end of the day, it is just a job. Do not let your career upset you to the point that you dread one single day. If it does control you then maybe it might be time to think about making a change. You know, adjust your crown and move one. As I say, if it takes your peace it’s not your path.

For those of you out there that have struggled in relationships I just want to encourage you to hang in there. Take care of yourself. I mean get out but, take care of you. I promise there is something wonderful out there waiting for you. I am living proof of that. I couldn’t ask for a better partner in life than my husband. We are truly blessed and I think my son will attest to that. You adjust your crown and don’t you dare let anything defeat you. God doesn’t make mistakes and he made you perfectly in his image. You are worth too much to so many to not take care of you! Have a truly blessed night. ❤️Always

Restaurant review

Hello beautiful people. We’ve made it to the weekend. Whooopeeee! And I get a bonus day on Monday. Our office is closed for Presidents Day. Bring on the long weekend. My husband and I went to dinner earlier in he week. We actually went to a new locally owned restaurant. We try to do that as often as possible rather than go to chain restaurants. Guys it was so good that I have to do a restaurant review. I know that all of you have a great locally owned restaurant near you. Don’t you just love it when you find one that is so good it makes you want to frequent it as much as possible.

I am so excited to tell you about this newly found restaurant. Fusion is located on what we call restaurant row here in my town. We were not certain what to expect from this restaurant. It isn’t in a large location but upon walking in we were in love with the bar and the atmosphere. I am a martini gal and I was super excited to see that they had a large selection of them on the bar menu. I had two. The first, my usual, dirty martini. Can I tell you that it was the best one that I have had in our area since my favorite bartender stopped working at another local restaurant. I also had a cucumber martini. Oh my goodness. It was so good. They actually dust the rim of the glass with tahini. It is sour and sweet with a tiny hint of citrus and spice. I had never tasted it before but boy did they knock that one out of the park.

Our dinner selections were absolutely delicious. My husband had Street Taquitos. I am not a huge Mexican food fan but they looked so good. They came with a salsa verde and he couldn’t stop raving about them. I on the other had was in the mood for something with a little pasta. My entree was Pollo Carciofo. Y’all I mean, butter my biscuits and put me in heaven. This meal was amazing. A grilled chicken with mushrooms, artichokes, sun dried tomatoes, and a very fine angel hair pasta in a butter garlic sauce. It was so light but so filling. I don’t eat a lot of pasta because of my devil of a belly but, this pasta was so thin that I had no stomach problems at all. It almost had a Greek chicken feel to it. I can promise it will be ordered again by this gal. Wow just wow.

They have so many different types of foods to choose from. Burgers to sandwiches. Tacos to Pasta. Seafood to stuffed mushrooms. We were so impressed with the entrees that we decided to have dessert. We pretty much never do that. We elected to because it had been a bit since we had been to dinner. Can I say that I am sooooo glad that we did. We relied on the bartender to help us in this matter. The choices were so hard. Key lime pie, chocolate cake, tiramisu and that was just a few. We settled on Blueberry Cheesecake. Y’all it wasn’t a frozen cheesecake. The crust was graham cracker with the strongest cinnamon flavor. Never would I have thought cinnamon and blueberry would go together but boy does it. We’ll get that again too lol. I was so surprised in our bill. My hubby had 2 beers, I had 2 martini’s, an appetizer, two entrees, and dessert. I was a little afraid. All of that food and the bill was only $70.00.

If you are ever up in the Northeast Tennessee area you MUST make a trip to Fusion Restaurant. Wear your stretchy britches and go hungry. I promise you wont regret it. For those of you that live here, if you haven’t went, well shame on you lol. Get yourself over there and support this local business. It’s so yummy. Go this weekend. Go now! Have a wonderfully blessed evening and a great Valentines Day weekend. ❤️Always

Be my valentine.

Good evening everyone. Tomorrow is FRIYAY! We’ve almost got the week whipped. Sunday is Valentine’s Day. Lots of folks will celebrate and others will close their door and try to stay inside for the day. For those of you that loathe this day, I am so sorry. Get out and celebrate it with a close friend. Have a movie day with lots of good food and yummy chocolates. Heck, send yourself some flowers. Leave everyone guessing who sent them lol. It will be fun. Life is too short to loathe any day. Each day that you have here on earth is perfect in its own way. Don’t waste one second with hate or dreading anything. I have to say that I love Valentines Day. I know that at some point during the weekend my husband and I will have a romantic dinner out. And y’all I love going out to eat.

Let’s talk about our childhood and Valentines Day. I remember being in elementary school and celebrating in our classroom. Elementary school teachers are pretty amazing as far as I am concerned. Ours use to decorate for every single event on the calendar. It seemed like our classrooms were dressed to the hilt with different decor every single month. Bright colors and cut outs everywhere. One of my teachers would even hang shiny decor for each season from the ceiling. Valentines was a big celebration. We made card boxes all they way through fifth grade. All I know is that I must have been expecting to get a ton of Valentine cards because I would search the house for the biggest box that I could find to decorate. Most of the time it ended up being one of momma or daddy’s boot boxes. Yes, I took a big ole boot box in to the school lol. This gal has never ever been ashamed of being different. Do you remember decorating your box? Oh my gosh it was so much fun. The construction paper, bling, and sequin was ON POINT. Lordy Lou it makes me want to decorate one right now. That would be a fun girls night. And when I have some grandkids (in about 10 years from now), they are going to be rotten. Cause we’re makin Valentines boxes. The funny thing is I always had this huge box but, there were only 24 kids in my class. We all got the same amount of cards so no one was ever left out. I guess I thought someone would give me more than one. I thought I was special lol. Oh and before I forget, my favorite Valentines Day cards were the ones with CareBears on them and they had a heart shaped sucker stUck through the middle. What was your favorite one?

Fast forward a few years to our middle school years. By this time most of us had a boyfriend or girlfriend around Valentines Day. And if you didn’t you would find one. You know, nobody should not be “in love” on Valentines Day. I had a friend who literally decided to “go” with a boy just to get something for Valentine’s. (That’s what we called middle school dating, “I’m going with him”). She “dumped” him right afterwards. She got her gift and put him to the curb. Terrible person lol. We didn’t do our card boxes in middle school. We probably should have, it would have kept us from growing up too soon. The thing for middle school was sending a rose. I believe the yearbook committee came up with this idea. They had a long stem rose with a valentine tag on it. You could buy a rose and have your personal message printed on the tag it was then personally delivered to the person that you were “going” with. Girls could even but them for the boys. Now I didn’t get my hopes up to get a ton here. But, I did get one. I had the same little boyfriend in middle school. His name was Brandon and he sent me a rose. It was sweet. Did you get flowers from your middle school boyfriend or girlfriend? What was the in “thing” to give for Valentines during your middle school years? I just love hearing everyone memories.

By the time we got to high school and college it because more adult with the normal dinner, flowers, jewelry, etc. It wasn’t as much fun to me. I preferred the more exciting, meaningful days of elementary and middle school. Today as an older adult, I have to say that my husband does pretty well. Of course we go to dinner (because like I said I love going out to dinner) but, he is pretty thoughtful . I am not a flowers person, except for calla lilies and daisies, so I appreciate that he doesn’t send them to me. I do however have a small obsession with Bath and Body Works and I get a basket every year. I actually had one tonight when I got home. He is also the kind of person that will watch me for a bit when we are out to see what I am wanting to purchase but wont because I just don’t typically buy for myself. He’s pretty great. A few weeks ago we were at an antique store (imagine that) and I found a set of retro dishes that I wanted so much. I walked away and I really regretted it but figured when I go back, if they were still there, then it was meant to be and I would purchase them. Tonight when I walked through the door after opening my good smelling Bath and Body he had wrapped small item for me. It was the cup to my set of dishes. The rest were in a box in the floor. Y’all I almost cried. They weren’t expensive. Just about $35.00 but, I wanted them so badly. I am the gal that will wash these babies and use them for dinner. Super exciting. Yes, I posted a picture below for you to enjoy my beautiful new/old dishes.

What is your favorite Valentines memory? What was your favorite type of card, bunch of flowers, or gift? Think back to when you were little. What did you enjoy most about celebrating Valentine’s Day? This year I just encourage you to find someone you love, your spouse, your significant other, your dog, your children, and celebrate with them. Make something homemade. Make memories especially with your kids. They will never forget it. I know that I never have. Please comment your favorite memories. We love to hear about each other’s positive. Have a wonderful night and enjoy your Friday tomorrow. ❤️Always

Oh I just love this!
My great retro dishes. Best gift ever !!!!!


Good Tuesday evening everyone. I hope you’re having a great start to your week. It’s been a few days since I have posted a blog. As I do not like sadness or negativity I am sad to say that we buried my mother in law today. Bless her soul she lived a long wonderful 84 years. No matter it is still sad to lose your mother. My husband is doing just fine but, will take some time for the sadness to ease up. Isn’t it something that when you lose someone close to you, everything that they left behind becomes so important. After this last week I wanted to touch on a few things that I call “treasures”. Now let me give you a heads up this little blog may jog some memories that could draw some tears. Typically I do not do this but, crying is NOT a bad thing. It’s important to have tears. Happy ones of course but, sad ones as well. I’m the type of person that will shed a few, adjust the crown and carry on. It’s always worked well for me…… I thought. Truth is, you’ve got to get all of that build up out. I tell myself and you should as well IT’S OKAY TO CRY! Man, woman, strong or weak. It’s okay to cry. So grab a tissue and lets talk about these little “treasures”.

This little story is the hard one for me. I want to talk to you about my daddy. I’ve lost my grandparents and of course it was tough. You sort of expect them to go first. I mean they are the oldest so its just natural to expect them to pass first. 7 years ago I lost my daddy. He was a young 69 years old. So to say it was unexpected, well it was. I may have told you this in a previous post. I’m not sure. They all run together lol. My dad was what we called previously a “collector”. To him, he was a collector. To the rest of us he was a hoarder. He kept everything. In fact he his parents home (which was a two story, 6 bedroom), was full of everything. I remember my sister and I saying “when dad dies what are we doing with all this stuff”. To this day we still aren’t certain what we will do with it all. However; we are putting a dent in it. You see, there was a reason for his collecting. A year or so after he passed my washer went out. Guess what, dad had one. There was a time that my brother needed a ton of barbed wire for his farm and quickly. Guess what, dad had it. Just recently my son and I embarked on an antique booth. Of course, guess what, we didn’t have to look to far to fill in….. dad again. You see, dad left us little treasures. To remember him of course but, also to prove that even in heaven, he still helps us.

My son was 11 years old when my daddy passed away. When Walker was 2 years old I went back to work. I put him part time, in a day care facility in our town that was considered to be top notch. My first day back at work I was your typical momma leaving her little boy in a strange persons hands. I was a total wreck and cried all the way to work. My mom was to pick him up at noon. That evening when I returned home from work my daddy’s exact words were “Sit down we have to talk. You mother took Walker out of day care today. She cancelled your contact and her beauty shop will close on Friday. We are keeping him”. I was given no other options. It was a direct order from the warden lol. Oh how thankful I am that it happened. During their time together my daddy because my sons best friend. They did everything together. They were inseparable. When my dad passed away, my son was just heartbroken. To this day he has so many of hi personal items in his room. He is now tall and large enough to wear all of his old bibbed overalls and wool rich shirts. He is truly my daddy made over. His manners, his gait, his body shape, and his voice. And I truly couldn’t be more proud. Daddy left little treasures for my son and he carries those next to him every day.

I knew my mother in law for 6 years. My husband introduced me to her after our third date. His father passed away around the same time as mine so for a year he had been taking care of his mom. He stayed with her most nights due to some onset of dementia. She loved her kids and she loved the Lord. Almost two years ago she was finally placed in a nursing home facility. It was one of her choice, she worked there years ago. About six months after she moved to the nursing home, she had a stroke which left her completely paralyzed on the left side. It was truly a blessing that she was there and able to be cared for so well. Especially during all of this Covid deal. When she passed away last Friday we spent hours just going through her things. Trying to get items together for the funeral home. So many memories were brought forward for my husband. Photos of his youth with his momma. Even photos that he hadn’t seen of his father. Right now he is so attached to these items, as he completely should be. Today while at the graveside, I was so thankful for his little “treasures” that she left behind for him. She is in heaven but her spirt is still right here in her heart.

I hope that tonight you think about those that you loved who are no longer here. Think about all of those wonderful memories that you are left with. Grab a picture album and just remember. It’s okay to cry. It’s okay to think about wonderful times. These are al little tiny treasures left for you by your loved ones. And in my opinion left for you by God. Have a wonderful evening filed with many blessings. ❤️Always

Winter Blues

Oh happy day! It’s Friday! For myself and so many others that means it’s the weekend and we get a couple of days off. Whooopeee. Do you have big weekend plans? If I lived in Florida where it is warm I am sure I would have great plans every weekend. Here it is cold and people I loathe the cold. Hence my blog title. Do you get the winter blues? I’m typically not the type of person to have the blues but, I guess I would have to admit that I do a little from January through about mid March. It’s just so gloomy and cold and gray. This girls needs some sunshine and heat. That good ole vitamin d that comes in natural form. You know that feeling you get when you are sitting out on the beach with the heat of the sun just hitting your body. Sigh. Yea, I don’t get that wonderful feeling in the yucky winter time. That must be why they call it “the dead of winter”. It’s sure a fitting phrase around my parts.

I read that hospitalizations due to mental illness and suicide rate are at their peak at Christmas and during the winter months. Isn’t that so sad? For me Christmas is the day that I look forward to all year long. I just love it. I can’t imagine dreading that time of year but, for some people it is lonely and not easy. Like I said I love it but, come January 1st, this gal is done. The winter blues set in. I’m ready for sun and blooms, and for everything to grow. Snow is beautiful but, not after Christmas. I sort of understand the gloom as my daddy passed away right after Christmas 7 years ago. It is very tough to lose someone you love during what should be a season to celebrate. My family and I can’t not think about it. It just happens. We do however realize that if daddy were here he would be so upset with us if he thought we allowed his death to cause our Christmas to be sad. We try to lighten the mood by playing games (um if you want to laugh and aren’t easily offended, grab cards against humanity and play with your family lol). We also do a “white elephant” gift exchange. Funny gag gifts. It is so funny to see your 73 year old momma unwrap a package of beer goggles when the woman doesn’t drink. What I am saying is even though times can be tough find something to smile and laugh about. If you don’t have family find your tribe and get to enjoying this beautiful life.

Another way that I have learned to cope with my winter blues is to stay busy. As I’ve said so many times before I don’t do idle time. The busier you keep your body, the less your mind will wander. Take a walk outside. Go for a drive in the county. Go to an antique store and reminisce. Grab a book. Watch a movie. Anything. Anything at all to keep yourself from having negative thoughts. My go to is baking and exercising. Never thought about it but that kind of contradicts itself lol. Bet some of you had no idea but my 2nd part time job is making cakes, cupcakes and cookies. I have people order them every month so they must be pretty good. I truly don’t do it for the money. I’ve been told to increase my prices actually. But, I LOVE being in my kitchen and cooking. I love the decorating part. It’s art and something that I’ve found that I’m pretty good at. Sad thing is that I can’t eat them because of my devil tummy lol. If you love to cook then get yourself in to that kitchen and get to cooking something yummy. Let that be your therapy. Your family or coworkers will love you for it when you bring them little treats.

Now to the exercise. It is a proven fact that getting your heart rate up and sweating releases endorphins that make you feel good. At the first sign of gloom get up and hit the pavement. Push yourself. Sweat and push hard. Get your blood pumping and strive to be sore tomorrow. If you can’t run or lift weights no worries. Walk. But walk with purpose. Swing those arms. You know, swing them so hard that people make fun of you lol. If you can’t laugh then make others laugh at you. Find a hill and climb it. You will be so surprised and what all your little body can endure. After you finish I dare you to come back on here and tell me that it made you feel worse. You wont because it will make you feel like you can conquer the world. You will sleep better and you will have satisfaction in knowing that you accomplished something.

So on a serious note. Please know that if you are having winter blues and you feel like you can’t pull yourself up, there is help. Nothing is ever worth getting to a point that you feel that you can’t dig out. Again find your tribe. There are so so many people that love you and you are more important than you will ever know. Call a friend and talk or make them meet you for a walk. You are a child of God and YOU are worth something big. Please feel free to comment below how you cope with the winter blues. As always we are here to help and life each other up. Your tips may help someone more than you know. I hope you all have a happy, productive night. Smile, it’s contagious. ❤️Always

My favorite hand lotions/ product review

Good Thursday evening everyone. Hoping your day was just lovely. I realized that I haven’t done a product review in a bit so I thought I would. With as much hand sanitizer as we are all using right now I’m sure if your hands are anything like mine, they are beginning to favor alligator skin. Between the cold weather here and the constant exposure to the alcohol in the sanitizer my hands look not very feminine. Believe me I’m not afraid of hard work but, I am a girl and I like for my hands to resemble ones of female gender. Has it been difficult to find some hand lotion that isn’t so thick that you feel like you have plastic on your hands? Or is it so expensive that you just can’t bear to pay that price? Let’s not talk about the smell. Some of them are horrible gag. Well below are what I have found to work for me. Maybe it will for you as well.

Here in the area that I live we have a store called Sally’s Beauty Supply. It is typically a store used by hairdressers (cosmetologist for those of you that ain’t southern). I love to shop there because they have better hair products than “the Walmart” and the prices aren’t horribly high. Several months ago I stumbled across this body lotion. It is by Body Drench. I remember using these products when I was in high school and frequented a local tanning salon. You know I had to be brown for the prom lol. They sold them for after tanning hydration and they smelled so good. This one is only $10.00 and it takes so little. It smells like a dream come true and the moisture is amazing. It’s Tahitian Manoi Oil. On top of it being fabulous the bottle is beautiful. Did I ever tell you how much I love trees and turquoise color? That’s for another blog lol. I suggest this lotion. Give it a try. Grab a bottle at your local Sally’s Supply. If you don’t have one near you, you can get it online at

So how much do you love Bath and Body Works? Me, me I love it so much. It’s one of my favorite stores to frequent. Of course I love all of their products. Who wouldn’t. When you walk in the door you are just engulfed with so many wonderful smells. It just feels so clean to me. Now I know to some people strong scented lotion and body sprays are a no no. I stumbled upon this product about year ago and let me tell ya, I feel in love with it. The scent is so faint that even those with sensitive noses could use it. It’s called the moisture lock body balm. I use it on my hands whenever I need to feel that little boost. It’s like putting my hands in water without getting them wet. It isn’t greasy and it stays on for a long time. The coolest part is that it is dispensed in a roll on deodorant type bottle. I can’t explain to you how good it smells. I don’t believe that it comes in different fragrances but you won’t need it to. This one is just perfect. It just smells so clean. If I had to explain the fragrance I think it most smells like sheets that have been hung out on a clothesline to dry. Oh my goodness if you’ve never experienced that smell then I’m so sorry and you ain’t from the south lol. Go grab you a bottle of this jewel and you can see what us southerners mean when we talk about that smell. It’s a little more pricy at $16 .50 a bottle but, it will last you forever and most of the time Bath and Body has some type of special going on. Check it out. You won’t regret it!

I have included photos of these two yummies just in case you need to know what they look like. Are there any hand creams or moisturizers that you just couldn’t live without? Please share with us because, at this point we’ve all got some pretty dry skin. After all we are all just here to help each other out right? I hope this helps someone. Have a lovely evening and a blessed rest of the week. Keep smiling and every day find some way to make others do the same. ❤️ Always.

Love love it

You won’t believe how good this smells until you just buy some.

At first glance.

Well hello lovelies. Happy Wednesday. We’ve made it to hump day. I hate that saying. I don’t know why it just sounds vulgar lol. That aside this work week is almost finished. Woohoo. A lot of people will be fixed in front of the television this weekend for The Super Bowl. I know my sports loving hubby will be. He’s already ordered up what he would like to eat for the day lol. I truly don’t mind. In fact, I’m one of those strange wives that loves football as much as he does. I have to admit that one of the things that attracted me to him was his over excitement of sports. I get tickled at how he jumps up and down and gets all loud when the games are on. Actually that is what my blog is about tonight. Do you remember the first time that you felt an attraction towards your significant other? Did he/she just sweep you off of your feet? Was it their smile or their laugh. Was it their looks or their demeanor? I’m going to tell you a little story about us because I think it’s just precious and in honor of our “first date anniversary” which was 6 years ago yesterday.

Yes, my sweet husband and I have only been married for 5 years and together for 6. I am unfortunately in the category of 3rd marriage. Now don’t get me wrong I am so thankful of each step and phase of my life. I truly feel that things happen for a reason and I know that God certainly saved the best for last for me. I was married to my son’s dad for 15 years. He was and is a great father but we were young and silly and just couldn’t make that marriage work. We are happier apart and we are certainly better parents away from each other. He is remarried and has another son. I love his son and his wife which I know sounds so strange. We co-parent very well. Then there was the next phase. I was unfortunately married for a very short period of time to a very horrible man. One who caused me so much anxiety and fear. To me he was the devil and I regret it every single day. Please don’t ever think that if you are in a bad situation that you have to stay. You DO NOT. The ptsd is real and it is not worth it. In the end it was all paving the way for me to be happy.

I love the lyrics “God blessed the broken road that led me straight to you”. I think for many of us it is such true words. Now I didn’t tell you the above information to gain sympathy. Don’t feel sorry for me. I made my own bed. I did tell you about it because I want you to see two things. One, there is always a reason for your chapter. But, if it takes your peace it’s not your path. Repeat it a zillion times. And two; there IS someone out there that would be truly honored to spend the rest of their life with you. Love is real. True love exists and when you find it just sit back and watch. It will knock you flat in your tail. It’s the best feeling in the world and I can not explain the peace. If you are lucky enough to have already found it congratulations! Isn’t it amazing. Okay, okay enough with that. Back to the topic. I met my husband when I worked in a dental practice. I worked in the dental field for 23 years. I still do part time. Remember I told you a few blogs ago that my sweet feller is your local delivery guy? Well he delivered to the practice where I worked. He was so sweet and kind and I will never forget when he walked in to the office on a slow Friday and asked for my phone number. I won’t say I wasn’t very scared. If you’ve been burned it’s hard to open back up. Oh how I am so glad I did. Even though all I could worry about was dropping my dinner in my lap, after several hours of phone conversations and dinner we literally never spent another day apart. We had so much in common that it was almost scary. I can honestly say that no one, absolutely no one, ever gave me peace when I was around them. The evenings that we spent together were completely stress free and I was full of peace. To this day, 6 years later, I still get butterflies when he walks into my office to deliver a package. I still watch him leave and feel that peace.

Do you remember the first glance at the person that you love? Did you have butterflies and feel all giddy? If he/she were truly the love of your life then you never really lost that feeling. I want to challenge you to think about those first few days or weeks of your amazing relationship. Maybe relive your first date. Try to go back to the same place that you went. Bring back a little romance. Talk to your loved one about it. Rekindle. Relive your engagement. Isn’t he/she worth it? Aren’t you worth it? For those who haven’t gotten there or found your forever happy, don’t give up. That person is out there. I pray they walk right in to your life and soon. Have a wonderful night. Happy dreams. ❤️Always

My happily ever after. My favorite picture of my husband in our favorite destination.
He makes me smile every single day.