Every now and then I hear stuff, mostly on TV, that doesn't even come close to the edge of common sense. Recently I heard the phrase, ". . . component of my ultimate privacy . .
Discovery: My friend, John, came out with his metal detector in hand today. It’s his latest hobby—finding hidden things. I directed him to a couple of promising spots on my farm and told him to have at it. He returned with a small bag of bottle caps, pieces of broken
The last holiday of this year is upon us. I, like many others, reflect back make mental notes of how to improve in the new year ahead. New Years resolutions are fun, exciting, and inspirational to talk about. We want to eat less, love more...spend less, save more and so on.
Where in the world has this year gone? I can't believe the next time I submit a photo of the week, it will be 2012. What a great year 2011 has been, not only personally but also professionally. So many opportunities presented themselves this year and I am so thankful for that.
This past year has been one of good and not so good times. Sunday May 1 was the height of awesome. Bin Laden had been taken out. The country told me to have a good birthday month that night (ok, maybe not). I knew as I was sitting there watching that night that history was being made. How do
During the year of 2011, we’ve witnessed many changes worldwide. The events mentioned below are significant 2011 events arbitrarily ordered and of course, are only ‘the tip of the iceberg.’World events that I believe are important included the following:
Someone said there ought to be a special place in Heaven for people who do NOT have a telephone answering machine. A-MEN-BROTHER-BEN. They are a pain in the keister; besides that, people don't pay much attention to them because they seldom call back.
I love my home. I guess I've always known this but it really hit me last night. We hosted the Embry family Christmas celebration, which was a huge success. I think we had around 40 descendants/relatives of Audra and Eva Embry at our home. It was great and a testament to them.
My niece, Naonna, moved back home this month—she is from the Shelbyville area. She has been living with us off and on for the past two years. Naonna is in the National Guard, and she took a new job in supply in Frankfort.
Twas the night before Christmas, and all through our house, Nerf bullets were flying, even at the mouse. The stockings were hung beside the stairs, In hopes that Santa would see theirs. Mac and Tucker were nestled in their beds, While dreams of more nerf guns danced in their heads.