Monday, May 31, 2010

Memorial Weekend 2010

5/28 Friday


I worked until Noon today. I left early so that we could hit the road with our camper in tow to High Falls State Park in Jackson, GA. The trip down was interesting. I spent about ¾ of the time telling Lila and Lyndi to quit going at each other. Its amazing to me how much energy children have when it comes to wanting to annoy one another. If only they had that same energy and enthusiasm when it came to cleaning their rooms or being polite to one another. Alas, it was not to be. Instead, tears were brought forth and there was gnashing of teeth…mostly from me really. My poor, frazzled last nerve has been duct taped and super glued so many times, it’s on a matter of time before that precious little thing just SNAPS!

But we made it to the state park. We had to make a couple of rounds before we were able to settle on a camp site. The park is packed. We are camping on the “river” side. The other part of the park is the “lake” side. Pete and I decided that since there IS a river somewhere in the vicinity of the park, they could refer to it as the “river” side….cause no river can be seen from where we are at…only the bath house. Speaking of the bath house, Lila informed me that there is only ONE stall in the women’s restroom. So really it can’t be called the WOMEN’S restroom…only WOMAN’s restroom. All the rest of us WOMENS will have to wait until that one WOMAN gets done!! Thankfully we have a potty in our camper. And thankfully we have multiple sanitation packets to keep our sewage from becoming too stank! AND we have PLENTY of toilet paper! We are set!

This evening, after we ate our dinner which consisted of turkey burgers and baked beans, we went for a walk around the camp ground. The girls really just wanted us to walk over to the play ground. On our way over to the play ground, a little young fellow went flying by on his bicycle. I lost sight of him quickly once he disembarked from the road and took on the field. Looking out across the field I could see one handle bar sticking up out of the ground. There was one limb belonging to this little creature waving in the air. Evidently, said creature encountered a ditch that couldn’t be seen until one as right on top of it….and he endoed right into the thing. Pete informed me that it was my nursery duty to go check on the little chap.

I headed over and observed this little guy on his back, one leg trapped under the bike, helmet all disheveled. He had smacked his head…but his glasses remained on his face. Poor little nerdy fellow. He reminded me of one of our own! So I pulled him from his crash and examined him. He was a little goofy from the smack on the head, otherwise he was fine. He got himself together and was going to take off…probably a little embarrassed. But as life would have it, his chain popped off. Then it was time for my dear Pete to rescue the little man. We got his chain back on and sent him on his way! That kid had absolutely no idea what good hands he had been in at that very moment! Its not often that a person happens upon a nurse and a bike guy at the very moment when one crashes and blows his chain!

We made it to the play ground and had a good turn at it without anyone getting hurt. While we were sitting there on the park bench watching the girls, a little girl toddled over to examine Iris. She was probably about 3 years old. She asked lots of good questions about her. She was with her sister who appeared to be about 13 years old. After having read “The Shack” and having just watched “The Lovely Bones”, I couldn’t help but be reminded of how easy it is to entice children to have them fall victim to horrible, nasty people. Thank our good Lord that we are in fact GOOD people. Both of those references will keep my eyes open and watching my own children during this camping trip. I did happen to notice a man sitting outside his camper, watching the playground. He didn’t have any children over there playing. I thought how easy it would be for someone like him to approach a child playing unsupervised. And those two girls that talked to us, held no defenses up to us. They were enamored by Iris. And who wouldn’t be really? But again, I really am thankful that we are the good guys. Those girls were precious. All children are…even the ones that like to fight with each other to the death in the back seat of the truck while heading down to High Falls State park for a little R&R on a Memorial Weekend getaway!

May 29 Saturday

Yesterday we spent checking out the campground. Because it was a holiday weekend, it was packed on the river side and the lake side of the park. All methods of camping were being utilized from pup tents to Master RV buses. Some tents were connected by tarps in hopes of keeping the impending rain storms from flooding them out like ants from an ant hill.

We then left the park and we to Dauset Trails. Dauset is a beautiful preserve that houses all manner of wild animals and farm animals found here in the US. Along with wild animals, they have owls, hawks and a Bald Eagle. The girls loved seeing all of the creatures. While walking around, we got trapped near a group of approximately 12 children with just a couple of adult women in the crowd. Those kids chanted, squawked, sang and generally tormented said wild life. I think the animals probably sighed from relief for being caged up and protected from those wild children!

All in all, the girls had the best time at Dauset. Lyndi and Lila got to see a Tom turkey parade around all puffed up and bellowing out his most impressive call for a female love. We got to see two Bobcats fight and growl at each other. Turtles and geese (with half a dozen baby goslings) came near to see if they could snag a few crumbs from the wild humans that came to visit them at the park.

From Dauset, we went to visit Indian Springs campground. Indian springs is about 10 miles from High Falls. While on one side of the camp ground was a convention of women with short hair, sporting rainbow and = sign bumper stickers, on the other side were masses of holiday campers. If at the mention of women with short hair made you think that I should have stayed to hang out…thanks, but no thanks. Short hair and camping were our only common interests at that point.

While we were exploring the park, we happened upon a very large snapping turtle in the middle of the road. The turtle was the size of a hub cap. A very vicious hubcap! I hopped out of the truck to get a closer look and to SNAP a picture. Behind us some park rangers pulled up. When they observed what I had gotten out to investigate, they decided that they needed to save said turtle from the mean streets of the park. One of the men (know that I wish I could have taped this scene), decided that he could pick the turtle up to move him out of the road. The minute he laid hands on that turtle, that turtle opened up his large jaws and SNAPPED at that man, causing the man to lurch and jump away from Mr. Snapping Turtle. Feeling that it was his civic duty to get that turtle out of harm’s way, that man attempted 3 or 4 more times to remove that turtle. Three or four more times that turtle snapped at that man and lunged at him! How that man came away from that humanitarian act with all fingers intact, I will never know. But it made for an interesting sight!

Later in the evening we went to Macon to meet up with my cousin Chad from Miami. Chad and his girl friend Wendy came. Chad is the son of my mom’s sister JoAnn who also lives in Miami. Some of Wendy’s family live in Macon. We had dinner at Sticky Finger’s restaurant. I haven’t seen Chad since his dad, Jim died 7 years ago. What a great blessing to be able to spend time with him. He took pictures of me and the girls to take home and to share with my aunt. We made promises to get together again some day soon. I sure hope its sooner than 7 years and that the visit has nothing to do with a funeral!

On that way back to camp, we HAD to stop at Dairy Queen in Forsyth, GA where the law enforcement training center is located. Pete’s GEMA office was in that building. That’s also where I used to go for training when I was an officer. But back to the ice cream! We all got a cone. Pete and I got a chocolate dipped cone. We sat outside in the nice comfortable evening air and enjoyed that ice cream. Lyndi had nothing but good to say about getting to eat ice cream…in between licks of course! It was really a treat! Well, all until Lyndi dropped her cone on the ground! She was mostly finished though. She had managed to get the ice cream all over her hands, her shirt and shorts and in her hair. It was all good!!

5/30 Sunday

This morning, I made French toast with homemade glazed Fuji apples and cinnamon. It turned out very nicely! Its rough having to camp in such a primitive manner! After breakfast we trekked down to the river. The water was higher because of the torrential down pour that finally came last night. The girls spent their time throwing rocks in the river. Then Lyndi managed to fall into the water, soaking her pants and light up Strawberry Shortcake shoes. She was not a happy camper at that point.

For lunch today we ate at a restaurant called Buckners. Their whole feeding concept revolved around the concept of a Lazy Susan. All customers were seated around large tables (together with strangers) with a Lazy Susan in the middle. Dish after dish of Southern delicacies came out. Fried chicken, roast beef, creamed sweet corn, butter peas, mashed potatoes, green beans, bread, peach cobbler…….the list goes on! Each person takes as much as they can eat and spoons that Southern goodness onto their plate. Sweet tea is available to wash down the food that feeds the soul. The girls actually ATE for a change. Butter peas and coleslaw were Lila’s favorites. Pete nearly ate 3 chickens on his own, piece by piece. I loved it all and especially the yeast rolls and peach cobbler!

After returning to camp, we noticed that our tent dwelling neighbors were packing up. The sky was threatening to unload another gusher…which it hasn’t at this point. Lyndi is lying in bed taking a nap that she said she really didn’t need. I practically had to wrestle her like an alligator just to get her to lay down. Lila, Pete and I made it to our camp chairs outside the camper. The temperature is cool enough for us not to sweat and warm enough to kick our shoes off and sit around in shorts. It’s a tough life having to sit here listening to the sounds of the campground and the water dripping off the camper from the night’s rain…..


Sunday, May 16, 2010

I WILL RISE

Friday, I packed my bags, cleaned out my car, loaded up the trunk and waited for mom to get to my house. Loaded down with luggage and 500 pillows, my mom crammed all of her belongings into my car.....
Destination: Charleston, SC....Mission: 2010 WOMEN OF JOY conference at the North Charleston Coliseum.
 Guests of the Conference:
 Travis Cottrell (host and music performer)
Steven Curtis Chapman & Michael W. Smith 
Liz Curtis Higgs speaker (advised us that the rolls around are middle are a result of wisdom settling at our waists)
Becky Tirabassi speaker (greatly suffers from ADD or over use of caffeine and major stimulants)
Anita Renfroe (comedian) (comedian bred with Weird Al Yankovich)
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Let me back up a bit an explain what happened when I asked my mom if she wanted to go to the Christian Women's conference with me. She was able to recall all of the fantastic things I had to say about the 2009 conference. What a great experience that really did bring me incredible joy. God was there and HE SHOWED OUT! But my mom...well...I think she had greater concerns. When I asked her to join me and that she would only have to pay for her meals, I could hear the wheels clickity clacking in her head....WD40 probably would have helped. She kind of stammered over her answer and then finally fell back on the excuse that May 15th was the date of my parents 44th wedding anniversary! Ok so that was a good excuse..but not good enough. I got on the phone with my dad and asked him MYSELF if he would mind. He said that he thought they had spent 2 or 3 anniversaries in the past together. It would be OK with him if mom went. Let me just share with you the thoughts that were going through my mom's head when I told her that she would be going:
1) Are there going to be a bunch of weird Jesus FREAKS roaming around at the conference trying to convert and save all who enter?
2) Would reptiles, or more specifically SNAKE handling be involved?
3) Would anyone be attempting to speak in tongues?
4) Would there be a bunch of crazed, JESUS FREAKS there?? Oh wait...I already said that...but she thought it!!!
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Growing up, my parents never went to church...ok so I can't say never. I can only remember them going to church when I was really little and then only RARELY as C&E Christians (you know, Christmas and Easter). But both of my parents say that they are saved. They just have just gotten a horrible taste in their mouths over attending church. I think they would be very greatly inclined to give that,"oh only a bunch of hypocrites go to church that want your money!!"
Truly there are all sorts of people that go to church...the good the bad and the ugly in fact. Some hypocrites, thieves, adulterers, murderers and generally negative people go to church. But one must first come to the realization that we ALL are sinners. We ALL are imperfect. We ALL fall short of the glory of God. But generally speaking.....all of the people that I go to church with have big, sharing, loving, open hearts. We all love God. Being able to go to church to worship our God and to fellowship with fellow members, makes my life much more joyful and spectacular...even if I am the only crabby person in the house. I won't leave church crabby!!
___________________________________________________________________________________
So the journey begins!! Heading down the driving, I realized that my GPS system was kaput. Pete informs me that I will just have to head out on my journey with a PAPER MAP. What the??!!!!!!!!!!! So mom attempts to use the GPS system on her cell phone. A 64 year old using a cell phone GPS system.....PAINFUL! I mean the sheer fact that she has to put READING glasses on just to see the freaking keys on her cell.......ACK!!!!!!!!!!!
I just called Pete and had him GOOGLE our destination. The directions were straight forward enough. Thank you Pete...you saved us $200 because I was just about to pull into the nearest Walmart and plop down the necessary fundage to buy a new GPS. We did get lost a couple of times over the weekend but made it around relatively unscathed.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Heading down the highway, a couple of hundred miles into the trip, the AC on my 2008 model Mazda 3 decided that it was way too hot outside (92) and that it need to not only quit blowing but stop cooling. So mom and I headed down 26 East with 4 windows down, traveling at 70 mph...enough to cool the temperature of my car to a mere 89 or so! Every time a big truck passed, the noise was deafening. After a good 50 miles or so, the AC fired back up and we were back in business!!! Hallelujah!!!
Later on the drive home, we made it to the Centerville Rd near Rayle, GA. After 30 minutes of riding with the windows down, the cool air returned....sweet!!!
__________________________________________________________________________________
What a great time we had! No snakes were handled...much to my dismay and much to the joy of my mom! We sang and laughed! We cried and prayed. We clapped and stomped. It was great!! My mom admitted on the way home that it was very different from what she thought it would be...well yea...I told you that she was fearin the reptiles and Jesus Freaks!! She was surprised that the music was so uplifting and the speakers were so REAL. I told her that I thought she based her ideas about what church was like based upon the old tel-evangelists that begged, borrowed, stole and manipulated in order to build some crazy big evangelical empires.
_________________________________________________________________________________
On the way home, a truck in front of me kicked up a rock, pelting my windshield. Mom said that she hoped it hadn't pinged my windshield. At first look, there was no sign of damage. Soon though, a crack eeked its way up. After I got home and shut my car off, the crack spread out another 6 inches. So in all, at last sight, I had a 12 inch hairline crack on the left side of windshield. But like I told my mom, it was just a windshield and thats what I had insurance for! It sure beat the heck out of the motorcyclist that was riding ahead of us on I26 last night. There were two cars behind him and then following. Suddenly the cars in front of us began to hit their brakes. Not knowing what had just happened with the cyclist, I realized that there was a large dark object that looked a lot like a motorcycle helmet being catapulted toward my car!!! I couldn't swerve to miss the helmet. My only thought was....Dear God, please let that just be a helmet that was left unsecured (yea a lot of good that would do a cyclist)...and please don't let it still have the cyclists head attached because he had just been run over by the crazy drivers behind him!!!!!!! You can breathe now...it was just the helmet. After I ran over the blooming thing, I saw the cyclist pull off to the side of the interstate. Now, I'm not certain whether he intended to run out into the road to retrieve his helmet or not. I pray not!! He really would have gotten squished! God was with us....and with him!
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Let it just suffice to say that any time and every time Ive gone to this particular conference, there has always been some sort of drama! Last year there were several bad accidents and then the "incident" at the Triangle gas station involving 2 women that became engaged in a fist fight and hair pulling contest while Nancy and I were trapped in the store! It was hilarious once we were out of that store. While we were in the store, it wasn't nearly so funny not knowing whether someone would pull a weapon (particularly a firearm)!!!
__________________________________________________________________________________
Despite a very uplifting conference, I was so glad to return home to my husband and children!!! SO GLAD!

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Addictions

Tonight Im watching the Biggest Loser. I began watching this season way back at the beginning. Over the last several weeks, i have had the opportunity to watch adn become familiar with all fo the contestants. What an amazing journey for these people. We are getting down to the final 4 after tonight. The perserverence these people have shown has been absolutely AMAZING! Weight loss is a huge battle. Addictions period are tremdous battles. Being addicted to food is no different from alcohol, cigarettes or drugs. There is NO DIFFERENCE. Which one of those things do not cause major, multisystem health problems and death? And FOOD does cause multisystem health problems and death....not to mention loss of limbs, peripheral neuropathy, blindness, kidney failure, the need for dialysis, ulcerations and sore that don't heal. Then there  the peripheral vascular disease, the peripheral arterial disease, depression and low self esteem. Stroke, heart attack and deep vein thrombosis also go right along with obesity and the major disease associated with being overweight....Diabetes. Does that sound like an exaggeration? Im afraid that there is absolutely no exaggeration in my comments regarding obesity. Alcohol, cigarettes and drugs can all lead the same end and then some....
Alcohol abuse can lead to altered personal relationships, depression, loss of testosterone in men, liver disease, kidney failure, diabetes and a whole host of other health problems, financial problems and life problems.
Smoking and tobacco use can lead to cancer (oral, throat, lung and stomach...plus its linked to many other forms of cancer), emphysema and chronic bronchitis (also called COPD), financial issues and premature aging. Smoking does not only effect the smoker but also effects the people around them. Children are most often effected by second hand smoke. Smoking causes middle ear infections, asthma and low birth weights in babies. It must also be metioned that smoking stinks, stains teeth and fingers. There is nothing cuter than having yellow stained fingers from burning a few too many cigarettes huh?
Drugs...wow...what destruction doesn't it cause? Every aspect of a person's life is effected by drug use and abuse. Brain cells die. Lung, heart, kidney and liver damage is expected. Depression and anxiety are common. Sensitivity issues are common. Constipation, skin sores, rotten teeth and poor hygiene are trade marks of drug abuse. Broken homes, broken families and broken hearts are all too often associated with drug use and abuse.
So what in the world spurred me into a rant about abuse? Im so proud of all of the contestant of the Biggest Loser. The weight is not even the real issue that all of these people are having to deal with. The real issue begins with the heart. Perhaps all the addictions that people suffer with begin with the heart. Saddness, anger, abuse, neglect, no self esteem all contribute to people relying on substances to make them feel better. Unfortuantely its all a real trap.
What to do about it all? Find self love. Try, try and try again. Fail and try again. Stop being selfish. Open up to someone you can trust. Join a support group. Seek God and rely on HIM for all things. Trust God. Break old habits and get rid of people in your life that don't necessarily care about what's in YOUR best interest or best for your well being.
And PLEASE stop saying STUPID things like,"We all have to die from something." Because the truth is that I have seen many people, friends and loved ones die from many of these illnesses that came about from their own addictions....and their deaths were long, drawn out and very painful. Suffocation, cancer invading organs, bone pain, loss of being able to urinate and to have to have dialysis, blindness, loss of dignity (from having to rely on others to clean you up like a baby), impotence, loss of jaw bones and all the tissues associated with that (food falling out of that hole in the face...seen it), loss of limbs and organs, brain damage, more PAIN, saddness and depression AND loss of family and everything else.......just isn't the way I WANT to go out of this world because of some bad habit or addiction that I had.
Ok...Im done. I mentioned all of this out of love and hope for a better, happier life for all.