He asked. I said yes.

They say never regret....

The other day I got to thinking about when some people are asked, "what is your biggest regret" and their response (much like mine used to be) is "I don't live my life with regret".

I don't believe that to be true for myself or anyone anymore. I can't believe that we have it in us to never regret anything.

Walk with me, will you?

By definition::
1.to feel sorrow or remorse for (an act, fault, disappointment, etc.)
2.to think of with a sense of loss: to regret one's vanished youth.

I think about times when I was angry and I either scribed or said words that today I don't mean.

I regret.

I think about times that I knew I should have done one thing or the other and it would have prevented hurt or disappointment and I did nothing.

I regret.

I think about times that I thought I was the coolest thing on the block. I seriously thought I was the uh....big deal. (to keep it G rated) Because I was full of so much pride and so blind, I acted horrible with people that were being kind.

I regret.

I could have a list that goes for days on things that started flowing out of my memory's bank of things I am neither proud of or wish happened.

I don't know...for people who are still living their life with a "no regrets" mentality, I would challenge that. I don't believe anyone who has any human conscience for their fellow man can live with "no regret".

Just my three cents...

PS
I found this photo and I thought it was so cute...in a sad-cute kindof way. (if that even makes sense)


I thought it completely put into a photo "regret"

Greetings all and Happy Friday!!!

Here we are on the eve of the Memorial Day weekend and I can't help but stop and think of all those that have gone before us, those who are there now and those that will continue to serve this country so that we might be afforded the freedoms I know we often take for granted.

Yesterday I was finishing putting up my flag decorations and I couldn't help but be grateful. I was standing at the gate by the pasture and I heard a woman speaking in the distance and the sound of horseshoes hitting the pavement. I looked up from the wire I was using to harness my red, white and blue bunting and saw a woman on a horse, talking on her cell phone kind of cruisin' the street. I looked around and thought, "is this for real? Where in the world would you ever see this?" Just as a child rides his bike around the neighborhood, she was riding her horse! Gosh! I so wish I could have run in and grabbed my camera! I so wanted to show you! (maybe my words have drawn enough of a photo for you?)

But as she passed, with the reins in her hand, she waved. I waved back. I smiled.

"I live in a town where people wave", I thought to myself. When Terry and I are out and about around town, as we drive over the railroad tracks the pick up going the opposite direction yields an old man that raises two fingers from the steering wheel in his gesture of "hello". I will be outside working in the garden, as I hear a vehicle getting closer, I glance up and the woman in her Expedition waves at me. I wave back. I smile.

I am excited that my parents are coming into town this weekend. I am too excited to spend time with them; to share a little piece of this great country I get to call home. In all of this, however, I don't want to take for granted all those whose selfless dedication is the true reason I get to display my Red, White, and Blue bunting. The reason I get to have this blog and share whatever is on my crazy mind.

So, as we all celebrate and plan what we are going to do for our 3-day weekend, I hope we will all take the time to thank those who wear a uniform and serve our great country. Along with their families and friends, they pay a price we will never fully understand. So THANK YOU!

To my friends, Rudi, Mitch, Steve Castrita, Cody, Carl, Christopher Aguilera, Rodney & Monica Moss, Pastor Sandra, and all the others in uniform.....thank you! Your service does not go un-noticed and I am grateful.

FREEDOM!!! Frog escapes snake's stomach.....

So this morning, on my Facebook page, there was a video posted from a friend of mine. The title said, "Frog escapes snake's stomach"...and he wrote on the caption, "As my football coaches would always say, "Never ever give up!" Got to give it to the frog for fighting back!"

So...my interest was peaked....
I clicked on the play button. OH MY GOSH! My stomach was SO upset.....surely this stupid snake is not eating the frog alive?!?!

OK....point 1
I HATE SNAKES! HATE. LOATHE. DETEST. ABHORE. REVULSED BY. (If I wasn't so lazy I would find other words online that say HATE, but I will stop there for now)
This video made me hate snakes even more. If I ever see snakes...they die! I don't care that, "it is good for the garden"...blah, blah, blah....If I see them, they die. AND...if I can torture them to have a cruel, ugly death, the better....

WOW! You are getting to see another side of me! Listen, I love animals...there are very few that make Lizzie's most hated list...but if they are...they die.

Anyway, I digress...
I am watching this video and I have a pit in my stomach because I can't even imagine the hopelessness this frog feels. (if they feel at all, don't know if frogs have souls?!) But he is sitting there for like seven minutes slowly being eaten by this snake.....WHAT THE?!?!? SO...ugg....

Anyway, I can't watch, so I move the tab up so I don't have to, because I know the ending of this video...the frog will survive, so I want to see how this happens. the snake is spooked by the dude behind the camera...Thank you camera dude, I think you saved this frog's life! Although, had it been me, I would have already taken a flat shovel and diced the snake up, NOT gotten my camera....

Anyway, the snake goes into the water and that is where you see the little frog start using his arms to try and escape. In the water, he finds his freedom! Where the snake can't ground himself. The frog finds his freedom in his natural environment...in the place he was born and the place he probably finds the most comfort in.

(Yes, of course, you know, I have a thought to this...it isn't just some sick video)

I think we are like that. We, being humans. I believe that we can find our true freedom from attacks, enemies, addictions and so forth when we return to the place in which we were born(or RE-born)...the place in which we were created to live in...our natural habitat. Yes, I do believe that place can be a physical place, but I also believe that it can be a place that we come to in ourselves. In our spirits and our minds.

I think about how desperate I felt watching the frog in the grasp of this snake....it reminded me for a moment the times in my life that I have felt so hopeless...felt that I KNEW my spirit was dying and feeling there was nothing I could do....but then! THEN! In all the Glory that is this great life, a tragedy opened the door for a new opportunity...a chance to dive in to the place in which I was born, my natural environment, the place in which I felt most like me.

WOW! I am free.

This is my life. The place in which I was born...or RE-born. The place I was created to live in. This is the place in which I find my freedom.

I am grateful.



(The link to the video if you would like to watch)
Frog Escapes Snakes Stomach - Watch more Funny Videos

Kids, kites and gardens

Quick post...I have a crazy busy week this week with board meetings, doc appt's and house stuff, so I am going to machine gun post today!

TABLE OF CONTENTS
** Kids are home
** Kites
** Gardens

CHAPTER ONE

the kids...err..sheep are home!
Willie, Dolly, Miranda and Reba made it home this weekend. They are hair sheep, so no fussing with wool....and they are gorgeous colors!
Take a peak!






















CHAPTER TWO

How long has it been since you've flown a kite? Good question, huh. Well, it was a few years ago that I bought some kites for Easter and my parents and I flew them. We had SUCH a good time! My dad got all intense about it and even went down a hill with his kite...it was hysterical! Well, now that I have four acres, I figured, it was a perfect time to see if we could all throw up some kites. So we headed to the pasture. Well, with the lack of even a tiny breeze, it proved to be almost impossible! LOL! But it was fun trying!
A few pics of our adventure!
























CHAPTER THREE

So I have inherited this amazing land with some amazing gardens and the most fertile soil I have ever seen. This place, truly is like my own little paradise! It is not only what I have always desired, but it is BEYOND! I am constantly amazed that I get to live here! It is a reminder of how the God I serve is truly a redeeming God. Everything that was stolen from me, He has not only given me back...but even more! Here are just a few pic's of my personal paradise!!

Just saying HI!

Greetings all!

I hope this message finds you well! Things have been so crazy busy here! The weather has been something else with severe storms, tornado watches and all kinds of things!! I don't mind the rain so much because it has totally filled up the tank (that is a pond for you Yankee folk. So I love it!

I spent last week ill...more on all that later.

But this week has been great! It looks like the weather if finally starting to calm down, I am feeling well and things are mosing along!

This weekend the baby hair sheep come home!! I will also tell you all about them later, but I am SUPER excited!!!! Their names are Willie, Reba, Dolly and Miranda...after country music folks, of course! I love me my country music!!!

I am posting some pic's of the place....I need to take new ones because now that spring has sprung it is 4 acres of grandeur!!! Peaches in bloom in the orchard in the back pasture, little animals and birds galore!! It is truly paradise! What my heart has always desired!!!!

Anyone, some pics of the pastures at sunset....

Hope you all are well! I've got SO much news to share...but I can't yet....tell soon!!!