Learning about GG...

I found out that Great-Grandma Mayfield, Brother Chris's great-grandma, is sometimes called GG by some of her grandchildren. (I'm editing this to state that it wasn't SHE that was called GG, but her daughter's grandchildren who call her her DAUGHTER GG. I'm sorry! I just misunderstood her). I have learned a lot about her late husband, kids, grandchildren, and great grandchildren these past few days, I sure have enjoyed her stories! She sort of reminds me of my late Grandma Helen. I sure miss her.

Despite staying in another place, I sure have slept well! I also have not been walking, so I actually am sleeping in for a change. I woke up at 7:45 AM today (very unusual for me!) I do believe I would have slept longer had I not received a telephone call this morning. I'm glad that I did, though. I am hoping my friend Carolyn will find a lot of good garage sales today and get some good buys. Maybe I'll go with you next time!

While I was at work, GG Mayfield made pumpkin pie yesterday, and she fussed over how this was going to taste, because she didn't have any evaporated milk on hand, but she found some condensed milk. She did have milk in the fridge, so she used that together with the condensed milk. I'm telling you what... that was some good pumpkin pie! It was so good, that's what we had again for breakfast this morning (and coffee, too!)

SONG ON MY MIND: I have had this hymn on my heart for a couple of months now, and today, I just can't get this song out of my head... Here's an AMAZING rendition from the Gaither Family and lead by David Phelps: Hide Thou Me

HIDE THOU ME - Gaither Family
Sometimes I feel discouraged...
And think my life in vain
I'm tempted oft to murmer...
To grumble and complain

But when I think of Jesus...
And what He's done for me
Then I cry, to the Rock of Ages...
Hide thou me

O Rock of Ages...
Hide thou me
There is no other refuge...
None, none but Thee

Through this old world I wandered...
So far, far from Thee
Then I cry, to the Rock of Ages...
Hide thou me

Deal breaker...

EDITORIAL: After a 20-year contract with Venezuela backed Citgo, 7-Eleven has ended it's ties with Citgo. Apparently there has been a boycott of Citgo gas due to Venezuela's President Hugo Chavez's disgusting comments about our own President Bush a week or so ago. Chavez has really upset a lot of folks, and I am one of them. I do appreciate those efforts of those who boycotted Citgo gas stations, and apparently it did hurt 7-Eleven's bottom line. That's an unfortunate situation, however... due to the pressure, they did something about it, and I am glad for that.

It's a shame we don't have any more 7-Elevens in our area. The closest one we have is in Granite City. When I go that direction, because of 7-Eleven's efforts, I'll always make a special effort to stop and fill 'her up instead of driving on by.

I'm feeling so thankful...

It's sort of early, but among many things I thank Him for, I always thank God for allowing me to burn the candle at both ends so well. With my advancing age, however, I find that it's getting harder and harder to do so.

Thank you, Sister Michelle, for sparking this blogging in our little PB community. This has been a lot of fun! You always seem to be so imaginative, creative and thoughtful. I have really enjoyed your blogs thus far!

Thank you, my boys, for hearing me out even though I know you are getting tired of my direction. It seems that you are going to be leaving the nest soon and be free from the dictatorship. I want to let you know that there were clear reasons why I pushed and pulled you the way I did, and I thank God every day for allowing me the time that I had with you. I do look forward to hearing about all of your life adventures as you fly from the nest. As hard as this is on my heart, I know the time is drawing close...

Thank you, my sweet family and friends, who have loved me for many years. Without your encouragement, tears and truthful talks, my simple life would have been pure agony.

Thank you, Brother Marty, for leading me to God and paving my way to a wonderful PB church and church family. I know God wanted you to help me better understand the Word and lead me to a better world with my eyes wide open. I can't thank you enough for all that you have done.

After looking over all of my life events, as sad as some of it has been, I know that I was meant to tread the difficult life for a reason. The lessons have made me stronger, and I am SO thankful for knowing this.

Thank you to ALL the people in my life... for being a part of my life.

SONG ON MY MIND: I woke up to this beautiful song...

CREATE IN ME A CLEAN HEART - Terry Talbot
Create in me...
a clean heart, oh God
Let me be like You...
in all my ways

Give me Your strength...
Teach me Your song
Shelter me in...
The shadow of Your wings

For we are Your...
Righteousness
If we die to ourselves...
And live through Your death

We can be born...
Again to be blessed in Your Love

Can't live with it...

I have such a love/hate relationship with my cell phone. It's not even my own phone but a work phone. I feel like I am permanently attached to the thing, and I continuously irritate myself because I leave it everywhere. I have lost this thing so many times, I cannot even keep track anymore.

I lose it mostly at home, but I have left it in shopping carts a number of times. When I lose it, than I wish I had it so I can call the store to see if I had left it there. The phone just offers so much convenience, that when I don't have it, I'm just frustrated beyond belief.

Saturday, I left it at Martha's Tea Room in Edwardsville after I had lunch with a good friend. I have looked everywhere for this thing, and I wondered if I had brought it there. My friend, Vivien, didn't remember me having it on me, and frankly, I couldn't remember either. I thought if anything, I left it in her car. But no. It wasn't there...

Before I fight the traffic in St. Louis this morning to my class at work, I will stop by Marthas to pick-up this blasted cell phone. Marthas is only open until 2:30 PM, and I stayed over way too late at work last night to be able to pick it up.

Thank you, Michelle, for letting me know that I had left it there! See, there is no need to poke fun at others... I truly have plenty of material I can use to embarrass myself!

SONG ON MY MIND: I woke up to this, and now it's stuck!

TRAVELING ON - James David Vaughn

The Lord has been so good to me...
I feel like traveling on
He saved my soul, and now I'm free...
And I feel like traveling on

Yes, I feel like traveling on (tra-ve-ling on...)
I feel like traveling on (tra-ve-ling on...)
My Heavenly home is bright and fair...
And I feel like traveling on

Here I am...

I'm not sure why I allowed myself to get hooked into this blog-making business, however if I am going to do this and if at all possible, I will do my very creative best to embarrass my two handsome young men that I call my children. But wait, that may not be such a good idea after all... my youngest son is good at this blogging business. He may reveal things that shouldn't be revealed. Okay, I'll do my very best to embarrass one of my most favorite persons in the world - Brother Marty. But wait, that might not be such a good idea either. One should never embarrass someone who is in the preaching business. I may get struck by lightning for doing so. I sure can't embarrass my brother or sisters. They know me way too much and embarrass me right back!

What is the point of a blog if you can't embarrass someone? Oh...I see. I'm here to embarrass myself. Okay, I can do the self-depreciating schtick. Laugh and cry along with me as I point fingers at myself (mostly conservative) along with my deserved rants about the liberals in this crazed political climate. BEWARE - Know that I enjoy poking fun at liberals whenever I can!