The Key

Every day, I start my day with a good book and a really long hot bath

Soaking and reading til I’m ready to face the day

Letting my heart drift off to far away people and places

Forgetting about who I am and all I have to do

Sometimes escape is the one true key to staying

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Growing Up Country

A summer with children

Doors open wide

Daisys and sunflowers

And long starry nights
Holding hands while we whisper

Watching lightning bugs and toads

Captured by wide eyed babies

There’s no place like home
Tucked in snug at night

A drink and a prayer

Mama’s sweet kisses 

Daddy rumpled their hair
A long summer night

Growing up country

Asleep with the windows open wide

No place I’d rather be

Just Another dAy

Just another day to meander through life

Just another day with no end in sight

Doing  all the things that no one else

 will do

Loving and caring for people so very special to you

Just another day without being told

Just another day looking for something to hold

Same old mountain, same old chores

Same old tears I have cried many times before

Just another day

Labrynth

Where is my purpose? 

I’m lost in a labrynth of life!

Forever controlled by endless meaningless decisions

I can’t see the results of the damage of the past

How can I know the future of the turn?

Where will the endless worry of decisions end?

When will be my escape?

The Perfect Biscuit

Well, my family seemed to be getting a little tired of frozen biscuits, so I put my nose to the grindstone and went out in search of the perfect biscuit. I wanted simple, not too many ingredients, and that wonderful melt-in-your-mouth effect. This is what I came up with.
1. Melt a stick of margarine in a big bowl (approx. 40 secones in the microwave). Rub the wrapper on your cake pan to grease it. Preheat oven to 400°
2. Add slightly more than  2 cups of self rising flour and 1 cup of milk.

3. Add about 2 tablespoons of suga

4. Stir it all together good

5. Put about a cup of flour in another bowl and set them side by side

6. Spoon a ball of dough into the bowl with just flour. Roll it til it’s not sticky toss it from hand to hand. Put it in the pan.
7. Repeat until your dough is gone

8. Cook until they are raised up but not brow at all.
9. Melt another 1/2 stick of butter and paint the tops and put them back in until they are light brown.
10. ENJOY!

Gift Ideas

I am giving some ideas of what we get our kids for Christmas. if your like me, you are forever searching for ideas.
9 year old

Chrome book

Diary/journal

Loom to crochet

Magic rocks

Barbies

Virtual goggles

Boots

Dresses

5 year old

Kitchen play set (BIG)

bike

Tablet

Dishes

Barbies

Paint, chalk, art stuff

3 year old

Drum set (pulse)

Bike

Nerf gun

Drum sticks

Piano keyboard

Headphones

Train set
All

And of course, they all get fruit, candy, undies, socks, and cheap dollar stuff from dollar tree!
Merry Christmas!

Christmas Memories

Baking cookies with sprinkles and love

Wrapping gifts and presents with bright paper and bows

Warm music fills the air and mingles with laughter and giggles in anticipation

Every day counting down, shaking and listening to weird rattling sounds in boxes

Hoping with all they have that Christmas will not disappoint

Not so subtle clues given for weeks to ensure a heart the bubbles and quakes on that morning

But Christmas must be about the memories

Remember the sounds and smells and sights

Remember the joy of that special hug and cuddle

Kind words and love!

The Eager Villain

The eager villain of pain and suffering

Lingers with his breath heating the back of my neck

Always present, watching, lingering

Waiting for that perfect instance to unleash his Web of torture

Drawing upon my moves and emotions 

His spirit dancing with mine

Until that perfect time to disrupt and spawn 

Pain and suffering one more time