Venerable Veterans

To all who served, and are serving, in the military: THANK YOU!!   I’m proud to support our troops!  Proud to be an American!!

proud to be American

(I inserted my shadow so you’d know WHO is proud!  All 3 flag, and America pix are mine, from my home.  I can’t claim the pumpkin.  I found it on Facebook.)

We appreciate your sacrifices, protecting not only our country, but democracy around the world.

To veterans, I will add policemen, firemen, EMTs, Paramedics, and First Responders.  Thank you for your sacrifices to keep us safe.

American flad flying

     MY flag!!

America spelled out

All gave some, some gave all.

some gave all pumpkin

Pray for our troops.  And do all you can to support them.  They need us!  And we need them!

Rewarding Recycling

So proud of myself today!  (Today not necessarily meaning the day you are reading this.  I sometimes outline my posts, and let them simmer.  Sometimes for months on end!)   My recycling was full, and my garbage was empty!!  YAY me!

full recycling bin

“r”ots of recycling!

empty garbage can

Nothing to see here!!

I had challenged myself to see how little trash I could have, while recycling everything I could conceivably put in that blue can.  I love how well I did on this challenge.  It took some work, and creative thinking as to how that bit of string could possibly be a recycled item, (I decided it was recycling because it was made of mineral, not animal or vegetable.  That is HOW you decide, right?  Ask animal, mineral or vegetable??)

Of course, I still hadn’t taken the trash out of all the cans in the house yet, but….

YAY me!!

Celebrate!

I’m nominating myself for a Best Recycler Award!!

award ribbon

Recycling Recognition

(Wonder if that comes with any sort of monetary prize??  WEll, since I made it up just now, and I’m broke, I highly doubt it.  Boo hiss!!!)

Home Sweet Home

(No alliteration today.  Sorry.  😦  )

Here is the post on my new place!!

I’ve been wanting to move for a WHILE , but didn’t know where to go.  Since I go to Sweet Friend’s all the time, to use his computer, I suddenly thought, “Hey!  Why don’t I look around in his park?”  DUH!!  Some days I wonder how I don’t lose my head!  Thank God it’s attached!

Sadly, the only place in there for sale was NOT suitable– by a long shot!

But!!  Brother and I went looking in the sister property.  And we found an excellent trailer mobile home for only $1,000, by owner.   It looked good!  Partly furnished, with sturdy floors, very important to people in my weight class!  And the bathroom was big!  Huge even, for a trailer mobile home.  That’s really what sold me on it.  I have claustrophobia.  So a bathroom where you can sit on the toilet, soak your feet in the tub, and wash your hands at the sink, all at the same time is NOT for me!

Brother talked to the owner, man to man.  When we left, Brother said, “Wait 3 weeks, then he’ll give it to you for $500.  He’s just tired of paying double lot rents.”  Lo, and behold!  I did just what Brother said, and he was right!

I am now the proud owner of my very first home, all by myself!!

My Very First Place, All on my Own!

My Very First Place, All on my Own!

(But, the green’s gotta go!!  ASAP!  It’s so annoying.)

I’ve never lived by myself before, other than a few weeks here and there, never for very long.  It’s a brand new chapter in my life, and I’m excited for it!

Later, I’ll give you a tour of the inside.  (Becoming more and more purple by the day!)

Here’s my garden:

Double Hibiscus

Double Hibiscus

Purple Periwinkles

Purple Periwinkles

White Periwinkles

White Periwinkles

I’ve never been a gardener:  but being a homeowner must be inspiring me.  I’ve deadheaded the hibiscus 3x already!

Sleeping peacefully, and QUIETLY, in my own home, that I OWN is wonderful.  Thank God for my Home Sweet Home.

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Mama Mia

My Mama- so many memories…

mama me(She always has bright ideas!!)

Also known as “Grandmama”.

shower(Notice how I made sure to post the pix with me in them??)

We were poor growing up, but not as poor as her family.  They were dirt poor.

Chaney Siblings

Chaney Siblings, 5 out of the 11

It’s funny, my Sis, the baby of the family, never knew we were poor!  Brother says all we ever had to eat was beans!

Mama was a young wife, mother,  homemaker, teacher, driver, police officer! (more for Brother, than us girls! HA, don’t let me fool ya!), seamstress, head cook and bottle washer.

black eggsNo, her food isn’t rotten!  WE requested black deviled eggs for Brother’s 50th Birthday!

And she ALWAYS make biscuits, or hoecake, every day!  And a lot of times dessert daily, too.  (Where were you for that, Brother??  In his defense, we did eat an inordinate amount of beans.  They were cheap.)

But she was NOT a dumb bunny!  She loved to read, and instilled that in us.  Also, she raised us to expect to go to college, as a matter of course.  She never had a chance to go, as a young ‘un, but she wasn’t going to let anything stand in our way!  Sis and I both graduated from Southeastern University, straight out of high school.  Then a wonderful thing happened!  Mama quit her job, sold her house, and went off to college at 55 years old!   While she was there, she became an author, in the school’s publications.  We were all so proud!  She was the oldest student in her graduating class, and as she crossed the stage, she received a standing ovation!!

(No, I don’t have a pic of that, unfortunately.)

Then Brother got on board, and went to our Alma Mater.

When she graduated, she became an English Teacher in China, and a missionary.  God had called her as a missionary when she was 12 years old, and she had begun to think it was too late.  God always carries out His plans.

Now she’s a licensed minister, with the Assemblies of God.  And she speaks at Christ Cafe, about once a month.

Mama speaking at Christ Cafe

Mama speaking at Christ Cafe

Go, Mama! She amazes me with all she has accomplished in her life!

Working in My Widdle Woom

Okay, I couldn’t help the title.  You know how much I love alliteration!

As promised in Horsey Hallway, here is the future post on Decluttering in my room.

Except, it’s no longer in the future, it’s here NOW! Woo hoo!

Mama came over on a Tuesday, (Why oh why, can’t I remember to take before pix??  I’m a slogger, for Pete’s sake!!) and we went at it, shovels and tongs. I don’t think that’s a real expression.  I made it up just now, for your reading pleasure.  Enjoy!

How could I have so much stuff, when I’ve already decluttered several times???

Oh the agony of making decisions!  Why do I have to get rid of anything?? After all, I can still walk to my bed!

But, no. The strict taskmaster kept me on track.  Otherwise, I woulda punked out after about 30 minutes!

I got rid of 2 big garbage bags of trash

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And 1 red folding shopping cart of stuff for Mama’s yard sale.

Then, I collapsed in my recliner, emotionally worn out.  That was my stuff that was leaving!!  MINE!  And I was attached to it.  That’s why it was all still in my room.

But, after it was all gone, something funny happened.  I smiled, because it felt good to be that much closer to being a cleanie.  Well, maybe only 2 inches, on a column graph, depicting slob at the bottom, and cleanie at the top.  But, hey, that 2 inches was hard won!  And I was proud of myself.

I basked in the glow of a job well done.